For instance, there’s the Sinan Mansion next to my place, as well as the Waldorf, W, Banyan Tree on the Bund, and properties like the Mandarin Oriental and The Ritz-Carlton in Pudong, and so on. The occupancy rate of the Presidential Suites generally remains around 70% throughout the year. This is because, relative to their high prices, their advantages in location, style, and scenery actually make them quite scarce."
"Hearing your words is better than ten years of study!" Han Lie praised heartily, his flattery hitting just the right note. He then smoothly asked, "So, what about the Presidential Suites in the five-star hotels that are a notch below? Is location still the most important factor?"
"Exactly!" Uncle Pan was like a young man reinvigorated, discussing the topic with great zest. "Magic Capital is different from Imperial Capital and Shenzhen. Shenzhen lacks a so-called landmark center. It’s a city with decentralized hubs, where the central districts in Luohu, Futian, and Nanshan are constantly shifting. Furthermore, the city lacks unique cultural landscapes. Imperial Capital is Huaxia’s political and cultural center. Its economic activity is primarily concentrated in the CBD. Luxury five-star hotels are scattered across the city, with a slight concentration in the CBD. No other city in the country rivals Magic Capital, which boasts a concentration of over twenty luxury five-star hotels within the small area of the Bund and Pudong.
"This also creates a phenomenon—the occupancy rates for luxurious five-star hotels along the Bund are extraordinarily high. Their Presidential Suites are frequently in short supply. Meanwhile, average five-star hotels in non-core areas barely see any guests. Take the long-established Shangri-La in Jing’an, for example. Its Executive and Ambassador Suites still maintain a 70% occupancy rate. However, its Presidential Suite has fallen from its peak status as the highest class to being completely deserted. As for administrative districts in less desirable locations, they don’t have luxury hotels at all, only ordinary five-star ones. Their Presidential Suites are more of a symbol, a testament to the fact that ’we have one,’ rather than being regularly occupied. Therefore, ordinary five-star hotels in non-core areas tend to have just one Presidential Suite. They don’t build it too large and set the price a bit high. The hotel’s attitude is essentially ’take it or leave it.’ They don’t expect it to generate much revenue; it’s primarily to maintain prestige. Consequently, high-ranking members within their loyalty programs can easily get upgraded. When someone does book them, the discounts can be substantial. On the contrary, luxury hotels in core areas usually have two or three Presidential Suites. These feature exorbitantly high prices, top-tier decor and service, plus extravagant VIP treatment. They sell quite well but are seldom discounted."
Han Lie was greatly astonished as he listened, feeling his understanding expand significantly. Where would a kid from an ordinary family learn this kind of knowledge? Of course, this wasn’t some profound secret. Knowing it or not didn’t really change much. But, as it happened, Han Lie was precisely lacking this kind of understanding. Today’s visit was truly worthwhile!
After listening to Uncle Pan’s lecture, Han Lie became even more confident in his plans. Everything is ready; no one can stop me!
Just as he was basking in his thoughts, Pan Ge finally came downstairs.
Han Lie looked up... SLURP!
Wow, her house must be really warm for her to wear a JK uniform in the dead of winter! To say it was revealing would be an exaggeration. The skirt’s hemline ended just a fraction above her knees, so her fair legs weren’t actually exposed.
However, as she descended the stairs, her small feet in open-toed slippers swayed before Han Lie’s eyes, nearly dazzling the unsophisticated young man. Pan Ge was clearly a girl who hadn’t suffered much hardship. Her five toes were perfectly formed, slightly fleshy, plump, clear, and pink, exuding a healthy, radiant luster. When she pressed down firmly, her toes gripped the edge of her slippers tightly. When she lifted her foot, her toes would relax, wiggling in a lively and restless manner.
Han Lie suddenly had a feeling: she seemed to be in a very good mood. But when he looked up at her face, he couldn’t discern anything. It was calm and reserved, exuding a noble air, much like a princess.
Well, if I want to guess your thoughts in the future, am I going to have to take off your shoes and look at your cute little feet?
Pan Ge felt a bit unsettled by his gaze and subconsciously looked down at herself. There’s nothing wrong, is there? It’s just a JK uniform... No, it’s just a high school uniform. He can’t be that uncultured, can he?
Of course, Han Lie wasn’t so easily fazed, but Panzi clearly was. Panzi wore a stern expression, his brows furrowed, looking somewhat troubled. "Pan Ge, Little Han is visiting. Why did you come out wearing your old school uniform?" It’s not like I haven’t bought you formal dresses! Panzi thought, frowning.
Pan Ge rolled her eyes fiercely and tossed her head towards Han Lie. "Ask him!"
Han Lie always reminded himself: until the money is in hand, I am her Little Han, her Little Lie, her little lapdog! Hearing her, he immediately launched into flattery.
"A high school uniform? Wow, Pan Ge’s uniform is what all of us guys dreamed about back in high school! It’s so stylish and beautiful! Of course, I imagine it would be difficult for anyone else to achieve the same effect. Pan Ge’s personal charisma is the key—not gaudy, not immature, but exceptionally striking. Uncle Pan, you and Auntie Zhao have such great genes and such a high level of education!"
Panzi’s face immediately lit up with joy. Plenty of people try to flatter me; what makes him so special? But this is the right approach. He’s finally showing some quick-wittedness. He deserves a reward! Panzi thought. Chapters fırst released on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁
Zhao Anni, who had been busy in the kitchen, emerged just then, also bestowing upon Han Lie the kind of warmth typically shown by a prospective mother-in-law. "Little Han, you’re such a sweet talker! You’re a good boy, keep it up. Auntie loves to hear it!" I’m enjoying this on my daughter’s behalf, is there a problem with that? Zhao Anni thought. She glanced at Pan Ge’s proud little expression and instantly understood. She immediately decided to press the advantage. "Pan Ge, go sit with Han Lie for a while; dinner will be ready soon! Old Pan, go get the wine ready. We’ll have a little drink today!"