390: God of Wealth showers money

Just as Roy was about to step into the hotel, two receptionists simultaneously reached out their hands, flashing their trademark smiles.

Both of them subtly sized up Roy at the same time.

Seeing Roy's outfit featuring green pants, the two receptionists immediately confirmed that he could not afford to spend money here.

Furthermore, if someone like him lingered stubbornly by the entrance, he might even ruin the mood of the other guests.

Roy, unaware of their thoughts, politely flashed them a wide smile.

"Ladies, no need for a private room, we can just eat in the main hall."

Seeing Roy's missing front tooth and the overall unsophisticated nature of his speech, the two female receptionists unconsciously revealed expressions of disgust.

At the same time, they grew even more certain that he could not afford the prices.

What else could he be but a petty hoodlum?

Furthermore, he looked like a petty hoodlum who had just been thoroughly beaten up.

He was probably beaten senseless and mistook this place for a roadside food stall.

"We only offer private rooms, and the prices are extremely high."

The receptionist's voice had grown noticeably colder.

Simultaneously, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit, appearing to be around 40 years old, emerged from the side.

After noticing Roy's figure, the middle-aged man gave him several highly aggressive glances.

He then looked condescendingly at the two receptionists.

"Since when did your Santorinoya start serving beggars?"

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, one of the receptionists quickly pulled Roy to the side, hurried over to the man, and rushed to explain:

"I apologize, CEO Wu. Santorinoya was not serving him; he simply did not know the price level here and came to the wrong place."

"We will have him leave right away."

Seeing her colleague begin to fawn, the other receptionist refused to be outdone and quickly buttered him up:

"CEO Wu~ I thought you were not coming today."

This receptionist then turned to Roy, her attitude instantly shifting 180 degrees, making no effort to hide the look of disdain on her face.

"You poor wretch, hurry up and leave! This is not a place you can afford!"

The middle-aged man nodded approvingly at the female receptionist.

He then prepared to step into the hotel.

As he passed Roy, his face full of disgust, he made an exaggerated evasive motion, as if he were terrified of touching Roy.

He simultaneously pinched his nose, waved dismissively at Roy, and pointed casually in one direction.

"I recall there's a food stall over there."

"There should be plenty of junk food; that place is much more suitable for someone like you."

Having finished speaking, the middle-aged man grandly pulled out a few pirate gold coins from his pocket and elegantly flicked them toward the two female receptionists.

"Your tips~"

After saying that, he did not forget to give the receptionists a very sleazy wink.

He then swaggered into the hotel under Roy's watchful gaze.

The two female receptionists caught the pirate gold coins mid-air with both hands, exchanged glances, and saw mutual delight in their eyes.

Crunch—

The receptionist lightly bit one of the pirate gold coins, then carefully tucked it into her pocket as if it were a priceless treasure.

At the same time, she did not forget to haughtily lift her chin at Roy in disgust.

"Walk one kilometer that way, and the food stall is around the corner to the right."

"If you don't leave now, I'll call security to throw you out."

Seemingly sensing his own awkwardness, Roy subconsciously retreated a few steps, avoiding their gaze and forcing an embarrassed smile.

"I'm sorry, this is my first time here..."

As he spoke, Roy fumbled around on his body with both hands.

But his stipend was immediately transferred to his wife and daughter the moment it arrived. How could he possibly have money for tips now?

Roy originally came from a poor small town.

His financial inferiority complex was indelibly etched into his heart like a brand.

Otherwise, he would not have taken on Hafke's side job during the mission.

His goal was simply to earn every extra bit he could.

He could accept being poor.

But he could not accept his daughter having to live the same poor life.

Just as Roy was about to turn around and search for Liu Yan's figure, a pushing force struck him from behind.

Liu Yan's right hand had settled on Roy's shoulder without any warning.

Driven by Liu Yan's right arm, Roy's subconscious retreat turned into a deliberate step forward.

Upon seeing Liu Yan, the two receptionists were momentarily stunned.

Liu Yan's attire also looked completely out of place at Santorinoya.

And when they saw the three scars on his face, the receptionists revealed a look of even greater disgust in the depths of their eyes than they had shown Roy moments before.

Liu Yan looked even more like a street hoodlum than Roy did.

No, rather than a street hoodlum.

It was more accurate to say he looked like one of the thugs from the Asala Guard.

"Did you not understand? We only..."

Before the female receptionist could finish speaking, Liu Yan slowly raised his left hand and casually tossed several gold bars onto the ground as if they were trash.

Clang, clang, clang----

"Tips."

Liu Yan's tone was extremely flat, sounding more like a mumble.

This formed a stark contrast with the middle-aged man earlier, who had been extremely dramatic just tossing a few pirate gold coins.

If the previous middle-aged man had used gold bars as tips, he probably would have kissed the receptionists twice.

But Liu Yan only looked straight ahead the entire time, without even sparing the two receptionists a glance.

But the question was:

Liu Yan dared to throw them.

Did the two receptionists dare to pick them up?

As receptionists for Santorinoya, the two had seen no small number of important figures.

They had even been fortunate enough to meet the president of the investors, Jacob, once.

And they had smiled and nodded at Jacob.

An experience like that alone was something other receptionists could not compare to.

Now, Liu Yan was capable of throwing these gold bars on the ground like trash.

Did his attire still matter?

Clearly, they had been blind fools, judging by appearances and completely misidentifying his status.

After realizing this, the expressions of the two receptionists instantly shifted from their initial composure to sheer panic.

At this moment, the amount of regret they felt was immeasurable.

In fact, the thoughts in both their minds were exactly the same.

If only they had known earlier that he was a hidden big shot.

When the other colleague insulted that green-pants hoodlum just now.

If they had stepped forward and intervened, would they not have easily gained the big shot's appreciation?

But now, whatever they said was too late.

Liu Yan's icy expression and the extremely humiliating manner in which he tossed the gold bars.

Clearly indicated that he had taken in everything that had just occurred.

"We apologize, that previous guest was a friend of our manager; we were forced to..."

The two receptionists reacted swiftly, immediately squatting down and following behind Liu Yan, continuously picking up the gold bars scattered on the ground.

After quickly gathering them, they scurried back to Liu Yan with short steps and offered all the collected gold bars with both hands.

Liu Yan naturally knew why the two did not dare to keep the gold bars.

But Liu Yan was not prepared to let the humiliation they had just inflicted upon Roy go unpunished.

Since arriving in this world, the phrase that left the deepest impression on Liu Yan was Roy's:

Don't worry, with me here, you won't die.

Liu Yan could now see that Roy's strength was not particularly remarkable.

Yet, even so, when they were being chased and boarding the helicopter, Roy still prioritized his safety first.

And when facing the GTI encirclement.

Roy also stood in front of him.

Someone who treated him with such loyalty was now being humiliated by others; naturally, Liu Yan could not stand idly by.

If this had been a few days ago, when Liu Yan still could not control those two inexplicable personalities.

He would have already pulled out his gun.

"Maybe... we should just forget it..."

"Let's not cause a scene here..."

Roy raised his hand and tugged at Liu Yan's sleeve, speaking softly from the side.

The latter shook his head slightly and returned Roy's gaze.

In just one instant, Roy seemed to understand Liu Yan's gaze.

The look seemed to say:

The way you lost your dignity is the way I will help you get it back.

After the exchange of glances, Liu Yan spoke expressionlessly:

"Since you do not accept gold bars as tips here."

"We have gold coins too."

From start to finish, Liu Yan walked in front of the two receptionists.

While speaking, Liu Yan had subtly retrieved the quantum storage, and then pulled out the military control terminal from within it.

The next second, all the surveillance systems in the entire hotel entered standby mode.

Liu Yan then put away the military control terminal and retrieved the cloud storage array.

This particular cloud storage array did not contain any explosives.

Shielded by his body, the two receptionists behind him did not see the cloud storage array.

They could only see Liu Yan's hands, which appeared to be cradling something.

Due to the various high-end decorations inside the hotel, Liu Yan's position was also a blind spot for the remaining receptionists.

Using this brief window, Liu Yan pressed the switch on the cloud storage array.

Crash, crash----!!

Almost instantaneously, a torrent of pirate gold coins erupted, spreading into the air and scattering everywhere, centered around Liu Yan!

The golden lights above the hotel shone down upon the countless pirate gold coins.

The refraction of the light covered everyone's faces in a golden radiance.

Seeing that the quantity was sufficient, Liu Yan returned the cloud storage array to the quantum storage.

Many of Liu Yan's powerful vacuum cleaners also stored countless pirate gold coins.

However, the noise from the powerful vacuum cleaner was a hassle, so Liu Yan chose not to use it.

"That's deafening! Where is all that noise coming from?!"

"Is anyone going to manage this? Are we even allowed to eat in peace?"

The crashing sound of the gold coins caused many guests in the lower-tier private rooms to poke their heads out.

After all, their private rooms were not fully soundproof.

However, when they saw the gold coins covering the main hall up to their calves, everyone's expressions froze.

"Is the God of Wealth scattering money down here?!"

A gorgeously dressed noblewoman could not help but swallow when she saw such a massive quantity of gold coins.

"As expected of Santorinoya..."

Previously, she had only known about Santorinoya's sheer luxury and the wealth it exuded everywhere.

But using gold coins to pave the floor was something she had never dared to imagine.

After all, this was nothing like her own villa, which was only four or five hundred square meters.

Santorinoya's main hall alone was well over 1,400 square meters!

Having witnessed this, she realized that she had always been a frog in a well.

Her trip here today was certainly not wasted.

They were using gold coins here just for dramatic effect!

Just as she picked up her phone, preparing to record this breathtaking scene.

Liu Yan turned his head and looked at the two receptionists from earlier.

"Excluding the tips."

"The rest is the cost of today's meal."

"I'll need you to count it up."