Looking back, it was indeed Li Jianjun, the owner of Longze Hotel, "Little Brother Zhang, it really is you! I thought I had recognized the wrong person. Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I would have sent someone to pick you up."
Seeing Zhang Xiaobei, Li Jianjun's face lit up with a smile, clearly delighted.
"Oh, it's nothing really, I'm just here to see a friend," said Zhang Xiaobei, awkwardly smiling at Li Jianjun in front of him.
Truth be told, coming to Longze Hotel, the last person he wanted to run into was Li Jianjun, or his wife, Qi Yaru.
After all, Longze Hotel was Li Jianjun's property, and arriving here without first paying him a visit really was somewhat inexcusable.
"Oh, I see! Which room is your friend in? I'll have someone from reception take you there."
Li Jianjun also seemed to sense Zhang Xiaobei's awkwardness and promptly spoke in a courteous manner.
"Room 3001."
