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Chapter 133

“Twelfth floor.”

“The 12th floor is a luxurious room, and only those three elevators are available. The elevator is only allowed to use by guests who live in the Presidential Suite.”

"But I just saw two people who can't afford to live in the presidential suite have entered the elevator! Is there something wrong with your elevator?"

The waiter said: "Ms., our elevator is not broken. If you need to go back to the room, I can help you press the elevator."

Zhang Caihua couldn't believe her eyes, the elevator! They were so poor, let alone the presidential suite, they couldn't afford to live in even the cheapest house here! That's a hell!

Downstairs of the Shengshi State Banquet Restaurant, Chen Xingran passed by the foyer, and the security guard at the door enthusiastically handed Chen Xingran a cigarette.

The security guard didn't know that Chen Xingran was their boss. They handed Chen Xingran cigarettes, just because when the manager scolded them two days ago, Chen Xingran happened to pass by and just said: Come with me, I have something to look for you.

The manager followed Chen Xingran happily and didn't have time to scold the security guards.

"Brother, it was fortunate that you passed by last time, otherwise our manager would have to make us terrified!"

Although Chen Xingran didn't know how to do it, he still politely took the cigarette and chatted with the security guards for a few words.

At this moment, two cars drove over at the entrance of the restaurant, one was Land Rover and the other was a domestic Geely.

A young man in his twenties got out of the Land Rover, wearing an Armani, carrying an alligator leather bag in his hand, and polished the leather shoes on his feet.

The guy got off the Geely car wearing a HaiLan Home suit. The guy got off the car and ran to the young man driving a Land Rover, laughed and said, "Brother Feng, your Land Rover is so fast, I almost didn't catch up."

"Domestic cars are all garbage. It's your Geely, and it's not embarrassing to drive it." Zhang Xiaofeng said.

Jiang Di, who was driving a Geely car, could only smile awkwardly. The Geely he drove was spent on his savings in order to buy this car.

Chen Xingran turned his head and happened to see Zhang Xiaofeng and Jiang Di coming towards him.

Why are they?

Zhang Xiaofeng is Zhang Chunhua's son, and Jiang Di is Chen Xingran's elementary school classmate. They are all from the same village and are even more peers, so they naturally know each other.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofeng and Jiang Di also met Chen Xingran. Many people in the village heard about Chen Xingran being beaten and paralyzed before.

At this moment, when Zhang Xiaofeng saw Chen Xingran, he said curiously: "Oh, Chen Xingran, have you been beaten to be stupid? Why do you look good?"

If Zhang Xiaofeng had spoken to Chen Xingran well, he hadn't seen each other for so many years, and Chen Xingran would not care about the conflicts and contradictions he had when he was a child, and even Chen Xingran could invite these two fellow villagers to have a meal.

But what Zhang Xiaofeng said was thorny, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.

Chen Xingran said coldly: "I'm fine now, do you have any objections?"

Although Jiang Di has been pleasing Zhang Xiaofeng, he has a good character. Jiang Di quickly acted as a good person and said, "Brother Xingran, you are fine, Mr. Zhang has no other intentions. He just speaks a little roughly."

When the security guards saw Zhang Xiaofeng saying rude to Chen Xingran, they were already familiar with Chen Xingran, pointed at Zhang Xiaofeng and asked Chen Xingran, "Brother, who is this person? Do we want us to drive you away!"

Zhang Xiaofeng saw Chen Xingran and the security guards holding the same brand of inferior cigarettes, and the clothes on their bodies were not worth the money.
Chapter completed!
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