During the meal, they chatted about the best restaurants in the area, and naturally, Su Yehao thought of the State Guesthouse.

Coincidentally, at that moment, Su's father, still a little uneasy, called specifically to ask about the situation.

Su Yehao only asked if he could help reserve a table, just in time to treat the group from Yinhai that night, both to give them a taste of the local delicacies and to show off a bit in front of them.

Since he intended to take over the management of Yinhai after the investment, he couldn't be stingy if he wanted to win over the management team.

After all, what people seek when they work is wealth and reputation.

Since studying at the University of Hong Kong, Su Yehao hadn't researched much else, but he had gained some new insights on the question of "how to manage subordinates."

As long as employees and partners could generate enough revenue for him, and didn't require too much of his attention, giving them a little more was fine.

Instead, he had encountered a good opportunity, with both start-up capital and a direction for development.

The mainland internet business was a field Su Yehao valued highly, and he had full confidence in his prospects in this industry.

As for booking a hotel, Su's father felt it would be safer to stay there, so he found someone he knew to help, booking a restaurant, a private room, and guest rooms all at once, telling Su Yehao to pack up and move there today.

As a well-known Casino, 1997 businessman, how could he not have this much influence...

After eating and drinking his fill, he made a special point of saying goodbye to reporter Sun Daxian.

Reporter Sun had drunk a little wine, his face flushed red, wearing a checkered sweater, and insisted on seeing Su Yehao to the restaurant door. When he learned that he was walking back, he even had a colleague who hadn't drunk send him off.

He was too enthusiastic, and there was no way to refuse, even though it was only a few hundred meters away.

Not long after returning to the hotel, Su Yehao received a call from the front desk, saying that a guest had come to pick them up, a car from the State Guesthouse.

After quickly packing his luggage, he saw the classic luxury car parked at the door. He didn't even have to worry about being scammed, since some models couldn't be bought even if you had the money.

He quickly switched hotels.

The front desk of the Wangfu Hotel even called to say that they would return the prepaid room fee of more than three thousand yuan.

The three thousand yuan included the room fee for the next two days, as well as a five-hundred-yuan deposit, which was the equivalent of several months' salary for ordinary people in this era.

In theory, it would be difficult to get a full refund after paying, but the driver who picked him up was someone important, so the manager of the Wangfu Hotel was so polite. Su Yehao didn't bother, only told them to keep some as a tip, and donate the other three thousand yuan.

When he checked into the new hotel, the room actually didn't look as big as the newly renovated Wangfu Hotel suite, but Su Yehao still enjoyed it immensely.

Rather than a guesthouse, it was actually a scenic spot in itself.

Nong Qingying was full and bored, sitting in a chair, saying, "Why did we have to change hotels? I just had the bathtub disinfected, and I was planning to take a hot bath before going to the Forbidden City."

"You, you don't know how lucky you are. Look at this chair, who knows which celebrity has sat on it? A hotel is a hotel, how can it compare to this place?"

Su Yehao was puffed up, standing by the window, looking out at the snowy scenery of the garden, saying again, "It's only because I, Hao-ge, have such great connections, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to get in the gate. Didn't you notice that they checked our passes when we entered?"

Nong Qingying couldn't stand his attitude, rolling her eyes and saying, "I'm just the daughter of a fisherman. I don't even know what this place is for. I asked you, but you didn't tell me. Is it my fault?"

"The driver was in the car before, how could I say it in front of others? Wouldn't that make me look like I've never seen the world?"

"We could have spoken in Cantonese."

"..."

Su Yehao was speechless, stubbornly insisting, "What if they specifically sent a driver who understood Cantonese?"

She rolled her eyes at him again.

Nong Qingying took out a travel brochure and began flipping through it, planning the upcoming trip.

She was afraid of the cold, so Su Yehao first walked around the guesthouse garden by himself. He could only say that he hadn't seen enough of the world, and he found it all very novel.

After arranging a private room with the hotel front desk, he called Chu Jun, the second shareholder of Yinhai, and set up dinner for the evening.

Learning that Su Yehao hadn't brought a guide or arranged a car, Chu Jun immediately arranged for a reception himself, having his secretary wait at the guesthouse gate in his newly bought Bentley Turbo R.

There was no way around it, the car wasn't registered, and the gatekeeper wouldn't let it in.

By the time they set off for the Forbidden City, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. He had arranged the tour in advance with the front desk. Holding the tickets, they went directly through the VIP channel, and the museum even arranged a top-notch guide to provide introductions, all in English, mainly to accommodate Nong Qingying.

After a long tour, Su Yehao even received small seals and silk scarves as gifts around four o'clock in the afternoon.

This treatment made Chu Jun click his tongue repeatedly. He didn't receive this kind of treatment when he brought his children here to play.

Su Yehao also knew that all of this was due to his father's influence.

As an outstanding entrepreneur representative from Casino, 1997, Su's father still had some influence. The last time he came to Si Jiu Cheng to expedite approvals, he often visited clubs and got to know quite a few people.

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That night, he had the chef prepare Sichuan cuisine.

Su Yehao had always been very polite to Chu Jun, the second shareholder, never urging him to step down and hand over management to Lei Busi.

However, as Chu Jun's shareholding ratio decreased sharply, many of the company's burdens had already fallen on Lei Busi's shoulders. For example, the task of price promotions was now Lei Busi's responsibility.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Su Yehao began to dangle carrots, promising that "if they sell so many sets by the end of the year, I will personally contribute so much as an extra bonus."

This led Lei Busi and others to take the lead in applauding and cheering.

It was just a normal dinner, nothing special. Yinhai's development was limited by the market size, and Su Yehao was only seeking to stabilize market share for the time being, making steady progress and constantly launching better office document products.

After this meal, his stomach felt like it was on fire all night from the spiciness. Just two glasses of baijiu, and he almost ran to hug the toilet and vomit.

Until the next day.

Chu Jun and Lei Busi together led them to climb the Great Wall. The steps were slippery after the snow, it was easy to go up but difficult to come down. After only a few hundred meters, they went to visit the Summer Palace again.

It really was just sightseeing.

They returned to the city in the afternoon, and the real estate agent they had arranged in advance was already waiting.

First, they looked at the legendary Si Jiu Cheng first ring, a courtyard separated from the Forbidden City by a wall, covering an area of more than seven hundred square meters, priced at sixteen million RMB.

After seeing it, they only felt that it was very old and dilapidated.

But Su Yehao had already intended to completely renovate it, so he asked the landlord representatives to give him a sincere price.

This was a house composed of three courtyards, a total of sixteen households, jointly selling it to the outside world, which was equivalent to selling the land.

After talking with the real estate agent for a while, Su Yehao learned that courtyard houses were cheap a few years ago, but prices had recently soared.

Unlike looking at houses in Pengcheng, he had an inexplicable obsession with courtyard houses, so he casually offered fifteen million, but he was only staying for two days, and they had to give him an answer within two days.

After seeing this house, they went to see other houses.

There was a courtyard next to Shichahai, covering an area of more than eighteen hundred square meters. It was said that it was once the residence of a first-rank official, located in an alley, priced at twenty million.

Calculating the average price, it was much more affordable than the one at the foot of the city wall, and there weren't as many households. It had been simply managed by speculators.

Su Yehao didn't express his opinion and continued to look at two other houses.

It wasn't until the evening that he offered fifteen million again, asking the agent to ask the seller of the Shichahai house.

Carefully calculated, these courtyard houses were much cheaper than the newly built villas in Pengcheng, but the villas in Pengcheng were calculated according to the construction area, while the courtyard houses were selling the courtyard for the price of the house, which made a big difference...