Watching the standard professional smile of the front desk lady, Tang Ye recalled the cold demeanor of other hotel front desk staffs. This contrast made him feel both familiar and foreign; he had not interacted much with hotels, and even before the Apocalypse, his visits to hotels were few and far between. He always adhered to the principle of not indulging in high expenditure when money was tight.
Indeed, hotels were quite different from ordinary inns.
Hearing Tang Ye's words, the front desk lady's smile brightened a bit and said, "Alright, sir, please wait a moment."
Tang Ye nodded and waited patiently. Soon, the front desk lady received a room card from her colleague, handed it over to Tang Ye, and said, "Sir, the charge for a deluxe single room is one hundred sixty per night, please pay here."
As soon as she finished speaking, she added, "Oh, by the way, long-term lodging for one month is only two thousand eight hundred, sir, are you interested?"
