After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Chapter 241 Fraud

I woke up groggily on the bus; it was already pitch black outside the window.

The bus drove for a long time, until nightfall, and everyone was starving. Finally, the bus slowly came to a stop in front of a hotel in the suburbs.

"Everyone, get off the bus. We'll rest here tonight."

Tour guide Xiao Zhao shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice tinged with fatigue and impatience.

Looking at this place where even streetlights are scarce, I couldn't help but feel a little more worried.

"Get off here?"

"It's so hot, is this a five-star hotel?"

"This map shows a town."

Immediately, the car was filled with chatter again.

"Get off the bus quickly!"

The tour guide came up again and urged them once more.

"Let's go."

The college student next to me pulled me, wanting me to go down with her.

"it is good."

As soon as I got out of the car, a gust of cold wind hit my face.

He pulled his coat tighter around himself and looked around. The hotel in front of him was very dilapidated, with large patches of paint peeling off the walls. Next to it was a small, run-down restaurant, which was also in terrible condition, with tables and chairs scattered haphazardly and a lot of trash on the floor.

"Where is this place?" the college student couldn't help but mutter.

"In short, we've been tricked again, and we probably don't even know what to eat next."

"That's true. In a place like this, we're probably going to have a hard time."

"Tour guide, this is completely different from the itinerary! It was supposed to be a five-star hotel, how did it turn into this shabby place?"

Other tourists chimed in.

"Yeah, let's not talk about what happened this morning. What brings you here now?"

"Exactly, exactly. Even though we didn't spend that much money, we shouldn't have arranged a place like this."

Discontent spread among the crowd.

Tour guide Xiao Zhao remained calm and pointed to the hotel's sign.

"Everyone, look carefully. It's clearly written above: five-star hotel."

He pointed as he spoke, his words laced with sarcasm.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and there was indeed the word "Five-Star Hotel" written in faded paint on the crooked sign. However, the scene in front of them was completely different from what they had in mind about a five-star hotel.

"Isn't this just fooling people?" The blond-haired man raised his voice, his anger finally reaching its peak.

"The accommodation standards are clearly stated in black and white in the contract. How can you change them without my permission?"

Believe it or not, I'll give you your money back tomorrow.

Huang Mao had the fearlessness of a newborn calf.

"This place is in the middle of nowhere. If you don't want to stay here, you'll have to find somewhere else yourself. The car won't take you anywhere else."

Not only did his face darken, but his tone also became more forceful, and he crossed his arms, looking as if he had everyone completely under his thumb.

"Tour guide, this is not a five-star hotel at all, it's not even a proper hotel! This is fraud!"

"This place is what it is, take it or leave it. Anyway, the money has already been paid. If you're not satisfied, figure it out yourselves."

The tour guide's expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure and coldly told him.

The passengers were so angry they stomped their feet. Some started making phone calls to complain, but the signal was intermittent and they couldn't get through at all.

The passengers were at a loss for what to do, so they stopped.

I exited the audio live stream and continued the video live stream, holding it in front of my chest.

The tourists around us, who used to be unafraid of the tour guide, are becoming less and less like they used to be.

As soon as I stepped into that filthy, fly-infested restaurant, a pungent odor hit me.

"Why does it smell so strange, like a mixture of cooking fumes and spoiled food?"

"The light from this ceiling is amazing."

Listening to the college students next to me complaining, I couldn't help but frown.

"Everyone, sit down quickly, dinner is ready!"

"Tour guide Xiao Li shouted at the top of his lungs," his forced smile looking particularly strange in the dim light.

The expressions on everyone's faces changed instantly upon seeing the dishes on the table. Ten people were sitting around the table, yet there were only five dishes laid out, and the portions were pitifully small. The plate of greens was overcooked and yellowed, with hardly any oil; it wasn't the 70s anymore, even pigs wouldn't eat that. There was also a plate of meat, which looked like it had been stewed for who knows how long, just a dry, unappetizing pile on the plate.

"How are we supposed to eat this? There's so little food. Where did all the money we paid go?"

A young man was the first to speak out angrily.

"It's good enough to have something to eat. Don't be picky here. This is just how things are here."

"You can't give them something like that."

At this point, the two people from the morning had been pushed to the edge of the crowd and couldn't find a place to sit.

Seeing the uncle helplessly move two stools from the corner, I helped the aunt next to me sit down.

"Sit here for a while, I'll go get you something to eat."

The man stood up and walked towards the food serving area, only to find that the food bucket was empty when he got there.

"Waiter, could you please bring some more rice? This isn't nearly enough."

That's all, that's all.

The waiter didn't even look up before coldly replying.

"How can this be? Everyone is still hungry."

The uncle immediately became anxious and raised his voice.

"Eat it or don't, no rice is no rice, it's not like I deliberately didn't give you any."

The waiter actually retorted impatiently.

"Is this the food and lodging you arranged?"

Other tourists also gathered around, each offering their own criticisms.

Tour guide Xiao Zhao's face flushed red and then turned pale. He even tried to argue, but under the chorus of condemnation from the crowd, he shut up.

"Uncle, you guys eat mine first."

I shared my food with the older man, intending to chat with him.

"You eat it, older people don't eat much."

During the pause in our conversation, although he didn't take mine, he directly gave it to him.

There were only 5 dishes on the table, but nearly 10 people were sitting there.

The tour guide started muttering again: "What a hypocrite! He can't even feed himself, yet he's concerned about others."

I heard it, but I ignored it.

"It's okay, you eat. I have some food I bought myself in my bag, I can't possibly finish it all."

"OK then"

The old man's eyes were full of gratitude, but he didn't say anything out of politeness.

After we finished eating, I noticed that the older men and women were eating the slowest, so I took the opportunity to ask, "Where did you find out about this place? From the internet?"

The old man's expression changed immediately: "My son signed us up for it, saying it was for us old folks to relax, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

I quickly comforted and told the old man.