Charlie's phone call came back quickly, "Second Master, I found out, Haoting Hotel is owned by Yang Zian's family."
"Yang Zian?" Bo Jinyu frowned.
"Second Master, he was your classmate in high school. I've got his number here."
"Mhm, I remember him now." Bo Jinyu hung up and dialed Yang Zian's number.
The lobby manager, hearing his own general manager's name, pretty much understood what was happening and became even more respectful, "Sir, is there anything we can help you with?"
"Hello, who is this?" Yang Zian was a wealthy playboy, his family was in business, and although he held the title of hotel general manager, he rarely set foot in the hotel once in every ten or fifteen days.
"Bo Jinyu." Bo Jinyu's voice was low and cold.
"Ah? Second Young Master Bo? What's the matter?" Yang Zian was very surprised to hear Bo Jinyu's voice.
