Chapter 240 The Desire for Power in the Presidential Suite
The credit card belongs to a girl, and the ID card registration also belongs to a girl. It is easy to find the customer's information on the computer.
"Ah...the Wang family..." Manager Fang's face suddenly changed color, and almost instantly, beads of sweat as big as soybeans rolled down his forehead.
"Manager, what is the Wang family?" A front desk lady asked curiously when she saw Manager Fang's shocked face.
"Nothing...nothing..."
Manager Fang's eyes were dull. Under the astonished gazes of the two front desk ladies, he left a little lost... He could clearly see the situation in the lobby just now. The girl was obviously interested in the short-haired, tall and thin young man.
Have a good impression.
Of course, the young man doesn't matter, the key is the girl.
Wang Yan is one of the members of the Wang family. Manager Fang of the Wang family doesn’t know. It’s all hearsay and legends, which are not reliable. However, he knows that Wang Yan’s Yan family is very important in Hong Kong and even in the world.
The world has a strong influence, and the girl just now is the sole heir of the Yan family. Putting aside the mysterious Wang family, the Yan family alone is not something that the Peninsula Palace Hotel can handle.
...Just when Manager Fang was lost and thinking wildly, Zhang Yang and a group of people, led by hotel employees, had already walked into the presidential suite.
Push open the brown-red door covered with decorative nails that look like the gate of the Forbidden City. The first thing that comes into view is the stone carving with the pattern of two dragons celebrating birthdays. At the southern end of the suite is a spacious restaurant that can accommodate 18 people. It is used in residential buildings.
The wooden beams and tiles used to make the roof are used here to create a unique suspended ceiling and create an unexpected effect... This is the top room in the Peninsula Hotel, and it is not actually called the presidential suite.
, both called Peninsula Suite. This suite is designed based on the courtyard of the old Yanjing royal family, and is embellished with the most popular decorative elements in the traditional design.
The newly built Peninsula Suite has an area of 660 square meters (approximately 100 square feet) and was built by combining the previous Presidential Suite and Palace Suite. The overall cost is RMB 10,200,000.
The Peninsula Suite integrates nobility, elegance, high-tech and traditional cultural elements of Beijing, and successfully creates its own unique decorative style. It not only has gray walls, wooden slat floors, ancient stone windows, pine floors, but also
There is a fascinating collection of antiques and carefully selected and designed fabrics, carpets, linens, sofas and advanced multimedia equipment... Although the three bumpkin Zhang Yang, Liu Biao and Aze were somewhat mentally prepared, when they walked into the presidential suite
For a moment, I was still shocked by the luxury of this suite. Even Xuelian, who grew up in a wealthy family, was amazed. After all, she had been studying at a young age and was very strict with Maimaiti, so she basically had no chance to be exposed to this kind of top-notch consumption.
I have to say that this decoration presents a sense of splendor and at the same time a strong artistic atmosphere. Undoubtedly, this is a perfect combination of luxury and art!
Naturally, Zhang Yang didn't know that this suite could be called a real presidential suite. The presidential suites in many hotels are presidential suites in name only, but a real president has never stayed here. Former French President Chirac once stayed here.
At that time, the room price started at US$4,500 per night, and a 15% surcharge was required. When staying in the Peninsula Suite, guests can also enjoy free airport transfers in Rolls-Royce cars... "Haha, I am the president, and I live in the presidential suite.
..." Liu Biao was stunned for a moment, and then he yelled crazily, causing several hotel staff who were following him to look askance.
"Ahem...you guys go out first. If we need anything, we will call you." Zhang Yang blushed and quickly sent the group of people away.
Of course, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief after everyone in the hotel left.
Everyone toured this huge room carefully, and made sounds of admiration from time to time. It can be said that this time, it really opened their eyes.
This vision is actually a kind of mentality, a state of mind, and it can also be regarded as a kind of Ah Q's spirit. In the future, they can pat their chests and say: Although the uncle has no money, he has lived in the presidential suite.
With this kind of mentality, you can still scare many people who have never seen the world.
In fact, this kind of realm is very important. Many people have no money but people dare not look down upon them. Many people have money but are despised and become nouveau riche. This is the magical effect of realm. When a person's mentality reaches a certain level, even if
Even if you are penniless, you can still be in a state of being pampered and humiliated.
If you are not well-educated, no matter how much money you bring, entering those luxurious consumption places will produce an inferiority complex, and your words and deeds will reveal a sense of humility. Of course, there is another extreme, that is, the wealthy nouveau riche.
In order to cover up their ignorance, they will put on a arrogant look, which only adds to the joke.
Liu Biao was very serious about visiting this time. He had already secretly planned to brag about his awesomeness when he returned to City C. Therefore, he had to carefully remember some details in the room now, so as not to miss it later.
It would be embarrassing if those foxy friends couldn't explain why they came when asked.
Zhang Yang walked into the study first and was immediately struck by the design of the study.
The first thing that catches your eye when you step into the study are three traditional Chinese red lanterns hanging from the roof. Four early painting banners vividly depict birds playing in the bamboo forest, chrysanthemums and plum blossoms competing for beauty. It is based on traditional Chinese calligraphy.
Patterned foldable wooden doors and traditional Go games create a good learning atmosphere.
Pure wooden furniture...tables, chairs and writing desks are all made of selected yellow birch wood and imitated the furniture styles of the Ming Dynasty. It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into this bedroom.
There are enough rooms. In addition to the master bedroom, the Peninsula Suite also includes a guest room and two powder rooms with walk-in lockers. One of them can be connected to the adjacent deluxe guest room, making the Peninsula Suite instantly accessible.
Converted into a three-bedroom suite.
The master bedroom was given to Xue Lian, and ladies were given priority. Everyone took a hot bath again, and after enjoying the facilities of the presidential suite, the four of them gathered in the lobby again.
"Zhangyang!" Liu Biao, who is notoriously lazy, actually got up and made a cup for everyone, then took a swig of it and shouted.
"Um?"
"I want to get rich!" Liu Biao announced loudly.
"Puch..." The tea that several people drank in their mouths spurted out at the same time.
"Fuck me, after I, Uncle Biao, get rich, I want to build a more luxurious room than this one. Well, the bathroom should be like the one in Hong Kong... made of gold, no! I want to surpass him and build it with diamonds..." Liu Biao
Looking at the roof, clenching his fists with a determined expression on his face.
"Well... you've already made a fortune..." Zhang Yang said, lifting the huge gold chain around his neck.
"this……"
Liu Biao suddenly stopped talking. He touched the gold necklace in a daze and didn't know what to think. Everyone didn't bother to pay attention to him. Aze ran to some fitness equipment and frantically squandered his energy.
Xuelian was also sitting on the sofa in a daze, peeking at Zhang Yang from time to time.
Zhang Yang glanced at Liu Biao who was in a daze, felt Xuelian's gaze, and thought of the lipstick mark on his forehead, he couldn't help but blush, and quickly stood up to avoid Xuelian's gaze... Suddenly, the entire suite became silent, as if
Something is missing.
Zhang Yang looked at some of the handicrafts on display and couldn't help but wonder what was missing. He always felt that that was not the case.
Finally, Zhang Yang figured it out. This suite was more than 600 square meters high. With just a few of them, it seemed like it was missing something. No matter how clever and luxurious the design was, it still needed popularity. You know, most of the people who stayed here were political dignitaries.
People, or big plutocrats, are crowding around, so they will naturally not lack popularity, and there are only four of them, and no one from the hotel is allowed in, so they must feel deserted and empty... Suddenly, Zhang Yang remembered
The general, who was shouting in front of him and surrounded by others, thought of Brother Dao who responded to every call. Inexplicably, a desire for power arose. Although this kind of desire had happened before, it had never been so fierce as now.
In fact, this is an instinct. There is a vague atmosphere in this luxurious and exquisite room. This is an atmosphere of high authority. This is the momentum accumulated with money. Just like the Forbidden City, ordinary people will first enter.
You will be shocked by the majestic building and have a feeling of reverence.
Just think about it, a rough guy like Liu Biao would first think of getting rich when he moved into this presidential suite, which symbolizes identity and status, let alone Zhang Yang who has the memory and thinking of dozens of elites.
Zhang Yang controlled this inexplicable desire, which was devouring his soul like a devil. What frightened Zhang Yang was that he actually felt a strong sense of possessing this room.
Why?
Why?
Zhang Yang just felt his body surging, but he didn't realize that it was the decoration of the suite that aroused the ambition lurking in his heart... Zhang Yang's eyes actually shot out gold, and Zhang Yang himself was still unaware of it, still running his true energy to control it.