3: Super Butler

When Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) heard this address, he didn't feel uncomfortable. According to the system, whether it was a Bodyguard, a Hacker, or a Butler, they were all 100% loyal to him.

That is to say, from now on, they were considered half-members of the Wang family. Calling him 'Boss' was obviously inappropriate, and 'Master' was even more ridiculous.

So, the address 'Young Master' was the most suitable.

He didn't dwell on this for too long. After sizing up the other party, he asked curiously, "Do you have a name?"

"Of course, Young Master. My name is Wang Zhongwei. Not only do we have names, but we also have phones, ID cards, and everything else."

Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) felt a little relieved upon hearing this. It seemed that the system's products were indeed comprehensive and required no worries from him.

Thinking of this, he was about to check Butler Wei's character panel, but there was no reaction at all.

"System, what's going on? Why can't I see his character panel?"

"Host, the character panel is only effective for Female Streamers in the live broadcast room; it is ineffective for others."

Alright, it seems the system was truly afraid he would catch something from a Female Streamer.

He looked around the house. Now that he had a Butler by his side, it was clearly inappropriate to continue staying in this small house.

Moreover, there would be Bodyguards and others in the future, so the number of people around him would definitely increase.

It seemed he needed to change houses. He wondered if the system's future rewards would include houses or cars.

But no matter what, he couldn't just wait for system rewards. If there weren't any, wouldn't he have to live here forever?

What a joke. Anyway, he still had over ninety million in hand. Buying a slightly smaller villa and two cars shouldn't be a problem.

"Butler Wei, please look for villas for sale in Jiangcheng. They need to be quiet and have good scenery."

Thinking of this, his mind stirred again, and another man appeared in the living room. However, compared to Butler Wei, he looked much younger, around twenty-something.

What surprised Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) was that the other party was holding a laptop. Its appearance looked very cool, clearly not something found on the market.

And that person was the super Hacker rewarded by the system.

"Young Master, my name is Wang Qingmu."

The other party consciously reported his name.

"Hmm, then you can work with Butler Wei."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately got to work, while Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) took out his phone and ordered food for three people from a restaurant.

One hour later!

A knock sounded, and the words 'delivery' came from outside the door. Butler Wei was about to get up to retrieve it but was stopped by Wang Shaojun's raised hand.

He got up, opened the door, and brought in the takeout, while Butler Wei had already cleared the dining table.

This made Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) very satisfied. He opened all the takeout containers—six dishes and six servings of rice.

"Come and eat first."

He turned to call out to the two on the sofa.

However, what he didn't expect was that Butler Wei and Wang Qingmu did not sit down to eat with him.

Seeing his puzzled expression, Butler Wei explained, "Young Master, you are the master, and we are the servants. Masters and servants do not share a table for meals. This is a rule that cannot be broken."

Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) was speechless for a moment. What the other party said was correct, but... "Alright, this is a small house, and there are no other dining tables for you. You can't just eat on the sofa, can you? Sit down. We can talk about rules after we move to a new house."

Seeing him say this, the two slowly sat down.

"Young Master, the houses have been filtered. Please take a look."

Wang Qingmu finished speaking and handed over the laptop he was holding.

"That fast?"

Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) casually said, reached out, took the computer, and began to look.

However, what he didn't expect was that the other party had even made a PPT.

There were ten sets in total, including estates and detached villas.

The largest was 5,000 square meters, priced at 250 million.

This was the most expensive one among them. Looking at the surrounding environment, it wasn't what he wanted.

After about ten minutes, his gaze finally settled on a 4,200-square-meter estate.

It was an estate built on an island, priced at 150 million. This was the one he was most satisfied with.

It wasn't small, had good scenery, and was quiet.

It was just that the price was a bit beyond his expectation.

It seemed he would have to stay in a hotel's presidential suite for two days first. After a simple meal,

He packed his important belongings into his backpack, then turned to Wang Qingmu and said, "Qingmu, the landlord will come later. You stay here to return the house. Butler Wei will send you the address, and then you can come find us."

"Understood, Shao Jun (Young Lord)!"

Without further delay, he took Butler Wei and turned to leave.

They took a car to a seven-star hotel. In the resplendent hotel lobby, as soon as they entered, Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) even saw a few foreigners.

He walked towards the front desk with Butler Wei.

A female receptionist at the front desk saw this and smiled professionally, "Hello, sir, how may I help you?"

Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) had some understanding of this hotel. "Is your presidential suite still available?"

The receptionist's eyes lit up upon hearing this. She had initially thought he was just an ordinary guest, but it turned out to be a VIP.

Thinking of this, her smile widened even more.

"The presidential suite is currently available. May I ask if you would like to..."

Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) heard this and handed over his bank card. "Just for one day for now."

"Alright, please wait a moment!"

The woman took the bank card with both hands, then performed a series of smooth operations. After Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) entered his password, over a hundred thousand yuan was instantly deducted.

For ordinary people, this would probably be two years' income, and that's without eating or drinking.

"Mr. Wang, please come this way!"

Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) put away his bank card and followed the other party with Butler Wei, taking the elevator. They used the card to go directly to the presidential suite door.

That is to say, without a card, the elevator could not reach the floor where the presidential suite was located.

"Mr. Wang, this is our hotel's presidential suite. We offer high-quality breakfast, lunch, dinner, and late-night snacks. You can dine directly at our hotel restaurant or have it delivered to you. If you have any needs, please feel free to contact the front desk. We wish you a pleasant stay."

She rattled off a lot, but in essence, it meant that no matter what your request, the hotel would generally fulfill it.

After sending the other party away, Wang Shaojun (Young Lord) finally took a look at this so-called presidential suite.

One word: huge!

It not only had two large king-sized bedrooms but also a card room, a screening room, a conference room, a massage room, two bathtubs, four washbasins, a small dining room, and even a bar counter next to the dining room.

It was truly fully equipped. One had to admit, being expensive had its reasons.

At the same time!

At the hotel front desk, several female receptionists saw Chen Yue returning from the presidential suite.

They whispered, "How was it, Sister Yue? Did you get his contact information?"

"A presidential suite, thirteen thousand a night! He must be a super rich second-generation. It's just that he was dressed so low-key, I almost didn't notice."

"Notice? Do you have fiery golden eyes? Who could tell until the last moment?"

"You can't say that. I saw the middle-aged man next to him had a very imposing aura and treated him with great respect. How could he be an ordinary person?"

"Alright, alright, stop discussing these pointless things. Pay attention to your image. Do you think people are like you, with eyes gleaming when they see a rich second-generation and unable to walk when they see a beautiful woman?"

"Besides, do you think he would lack beautiful women around him? Or do you think you're all drop-dead gorgeous? I don't have the courage to fantasize. Get back to work."

Upon hearing this, their enthusiasm for discussion instantly vanished.