When she thought of a complete stranger sleeping in the room next to her at night, Yunyan shuddered in her heart. In this case, it would be better for Tianyu to sleep in the room next door.
Western countries like France, a country that has gone through the Renaissance and is extremely romantic, have an indispensable shortage of famous paintings and masterpieces that are now being fanatically pursued by people.
So when the door to the president's room opened, what caught his eye was a painting by a famous painter. Its market value is already worth nearly 100 million yuan.
Such a painting can already be regarded as the treasure of this room, right?
The decoration is luxurious, and the combination of gold-plated decorations and valuable paintings makes people feel that there is no conflict at all. On the contrary, there is only one kind. As expected, older hotels are more tasteful than new ones.
many.
In ordinary hotels, gold plating is already a luxury, not to mention that other porcelain in the room is of great historical value, and any auction price is shockingly expensive.
Yun Yan didn't look surprised at all when she saw Dongfang Boyu. It seemed that in his eyes, the painting worth over RMB 100 million was just a piece of scrap paper, and the porcelain in front of him was just a small counterfeit porcelain on the street.
Yunyan suddenly felt like she was from the country. Well, the more she was with him, the more she felt that she was a nouveau riche with no cultural background at all.
Wuwuwu~~~ Her little self-esteem was shattered all over the floor again. Pick it up and glue it tightly to avoid being hurt again next time.
"Mr. Dongfang, are you satisfied with this room?" Although the middle-aged man spoke respectfully, it was not difficult to hear his pride.
I have to say that this room, let alone a hotel, even if it were the home of a rich man, many people would not be able to afford such a luxury.
Therefore, this steward should be proud.
However, Yun Yan actually wanted to remind him that this kind of valuable thing was incomparable with the furniture in Shenyang Villa that only had golden nanmu used by the royal family.
Because the latter cannot be bought even if you have money.
However, she was still kind and did not attack the proud butler. On the contrary, she smiled at Dongfang Boyu and said in French, "It's a surprise."
Dongfang Boyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, "So you also know French?"
"...Well, I only know a few words." She smiled sheepishly, was she showing off?
Dongfang Boyu was very interested, "Which words do you know?"
"..." Yun Yan looked at him, holding back and unable to utter a word.
Seeing her like this, he became even more curious, "Huh?"
"Thank you, you're welcome, I'm sorry and..." Yun Yan spat out a few words, but in the end she was too awkward to say them.
He looked at her, "What else?"
She looked into his eyes, then turned away and whispered, "I love you."
"I love you too." He said, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, completely taking her words as an expression of love.
Yun Yan twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly. She knew it would be like this... She was really trying to kill herself. She could only speak French, and she still wanted to show off? Look, she would smash her own sign.
Dongfang Boyu stopped, and stopped teasing her. He looked at the butler standing behind him, waiting for his evaluation, "Well, you are very dedicated."
This was already a disguised statement, and he was quite satisfied with everything in front of him.
The butler smiled slightly and said, "It's our honor." This was specially ordered by the president.