Chapter 196
Summon Of The Sword
Money makes the world go round.
At that moment, he really did want to go against what his superiors have said, and make the decision himself!
Ten million dollars!
A whopping ten million dollars!
Ten million dollars just to book their hotel for a day.
Even if Sean Lennon gave a ten percent discount, it was still nine million dollars, and their net. profit would be about a whopping five million dollars!
Just for one day and they would have earned five million dollars.
Even grand hotels like the Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel would take such an amount seriously.
However, this middleâaged man took a deep breath and remembered what the general manager had said.
There was a mysterious VIP that had booked the entire Riverleaf Lakeside hotel.
He had even snatched the 9th from Quill Zimmer.
The general manager said, if they were to anger Quill Zimmer, the most that could happen was that they lose the rights to continue to operate.
However, if they were to anger that VIP, they may not be able to keep their lives!
How in the world would this middleâaged man dare to make any decisions?
After a long pause, he still shook his head as a sign of rejection.
When Sean saw how the middleâaged man had reacted, his facial expression turned cold and iciness began to emit from the depth of his eyes.
âMoney is nothing to me.
âEverything has its limits. As humans, you can be greedy, but please do not be greedy without limits.
âTen million. This is already a handsome sum.
âDid you really take me, Sean Lennon, as a fool?â
Sean leaned forward, his tone icy cold.
After looking into Seanâs eyes and feeling the aura emitted from Sean, the middleâaged man could not help but tremble with fear.
It was hard for him to imagine that a cripple in a wheelchair would have such a scary aura.
No wonder he knew VIPs like Gordon Zigger.
âPlease listen to me, Mr. Lennon.
âThings are not like what youâve thought to be. Iâm not playing hard to get so that youâd up your price.
âBesides, this has nothing to do with money anywayâ¦â
The middleâaged man felt the flame of rage burning from within Sean and was hasty to explain.
âOh?â
Sean frowned.
Nothing to do with the money?
Could it be that it took Quill Zimmer more than money to be able to book the hotel?
âYes, Mr. Lennon, even if youâre good friends with Mr. Zigger.
âHowever⦠I would not have the courage to take up your offer.â
The middleâaged man sighed and nodded.
After hearing what he had to say, Sean begin to gently tap on the handle of his wheelchair with his finger.
The hotel refused to take Gordon Ziggerâs name into account just because of Quill Zimmer. Could this mean that the Zimmers had an even higher social status than Gordon Zigger, who was the head of a government branch?
Had he been underestimating the Zimmers? Did they have background support that he did not know of?
When he thought about that, Sean could not help but raise his eyebrows.
Looks like he has got to pay the Zimmers a visit when he has the chance to, then!
âMr. Lennon, there are things that I cannot comment too much about.
âSince youâre good friends with Mr. Zigger, Iâll let you in on some news.
âItâs best if donât get yourself involved in this matterâ¦
â⦠since this time, itâs a battle between Mr. Zimmer and someone else.â
After saying all these, the middleâaged man clamped his mouth shut, refusing to say anything more. 1 With Seanâs incredibly clever brain, he understood it immediately.
On paper, Quill Zimmer was the one that had booked the entire Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel.
However, in reality, it was someone else?
Whoever this person was, they must have a pretty intimidating societal position.
If not, this middleâaged man would not choose to anger Gordon Zigger, and not take up his offer.
Even so, no matter who this person was, Sean would not give up easily.
âI donât care if itâs Quill Zimmer or another person who has booked this hotel.
âEven if they were royalty or aristocrats, I donât care.
âThis place HAS to be mine on the 9th.â
Seanâs tone was firm and determined, and there was no room for doubt or hesitation.
The middleâaged man had a complicated expression on his face as he was stuck in the middle. One side of things, it was Gordon Ziggerâs friend, and on the other side, the super mysterious VIP.
As a deputy general manager, he was able to be a little cocky in front of the other hotel employees.
However, before these two people, they were people that he would not and could not afford to anger!
âMr. Lennon, you see, weâve not done anything to anger you, so could you please spare us from the dilemma?
âBoth sides are people that we cannot afford to anger, so please, I beg of you, please spare us After a moment of pondering, the middleâaged man went straight to pleading.
Sean shook his head helplessly.
âFine, Iâll spare you.
âJust contact whoever that had booked the hotel on my behalf.
âSet up an appointment, Iâll talk to them myself.â
As soon as Sean was done speaking, he grabbed a paper and a pen and wrote his number.
Then, he turned his wheelchair around and left.