Chapitre 117: Ancient Town of Qilin, Antique Street

"Chairman Li, I'll bring you up." The lobby manager said to Li Hao again.

"Sure!" Li Hao nodded.

Hence, the lobby manager took Linda's luggage and led them straight in.

"Welcome, Chairman Li!"

"Welcome, Chairman Li!"

"Welcome, Chairman Li, to the Sangera Creek Hotel!"

"…"

As soon as the two of them walked in, a few hotel waiters and etiquette ladies stood in a row and greeted Li Hao respectfully.

When Linda saw this, she was shocked again.

'Chairman Li?'

'Welcome?'

Wasn't Li Hao the honorary chairman?

Moreover, looking at the respectful expressions on the faces of these employees of the Sangera Creek Hotel, Linda suddenly had some doubts.

Soon, another middle-aged man in a suit ran up, panting. Behind the man were several others.

"Chairman Li! I'm sorry I'm late."

This middle-aged man was the manager of the hotel, Wu Guanghui. He had obviously run over.