When the cars approached Tianjing Four Loops, near Ye Lai Xiang, Hong Dali asked the driver, "Do you know which hotels we bought yesterday? I didn't notice last night…"
The driver wiped his cold sweat secretly. This little brat, he didn't even bother to look at what he bought. Only he is capable of something like this. Even though this was what the driver thought, he responded, "There were three hotels in total. Young Master, which would you like to inspect?"
Inspect? That's a nice way to put it. It is indeed different to be cultured. Hong Dali beamed with delight. "We'll go to the best one, of course. Hurry up, twenty minutes have passed. We'll be late returning to class if we don't hurry." Even though Hong Dali was the world's number one prodigal, he was considerate enough not to want to be late for class. If he returned late and caused his parents to worry, it wouldn't be worth it. His parents doted on him so much, after all.