A huge, expensive and luxurious crystal chandelier hangs in the splendid hotel lobby. Fang Yusi, who is dressed in a simple and elegant dress, is sitting on the sofa in the small reception area next to the door, talking to a friend she met by chance. She is wearing a white dress and a white skirt like a spy.
The tennis hat seems a bit nondescript at night, but there are many famous people staying in this hotel, and occasionally one or two weirdos appear, which will not attract the attention of others. Of course, because this weirdo is also a
Beauty, occasionally someone will look over her, frown for two seconds, and then politely look away.
"...In this way, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Nie are also good friends?"
"We are considered family friends, and he is my elder when it comes to hotel matters. I only took over the family affairs last year, and I have to learn a lot from him." With a hearty smile, Zhang Jingfeng looked at the big star in front of him.
, the two had known each other a few years ago, but they were not actually acquaintances. Fang Yusi had been entertained by him when she came to Jianghai last year, but Fang Yusi was in the sluggish period of her acting career at that time.
MM Ye Lingjing, who works in the "Nordic Fantasy" music restaurant he runs, still has illusions, and the two of them don't have much life together, but this time is naturally different. Fang Yusi's current reputation has been restored. For most men,
The desire and temptation to overthrow certainly continues to rise.
Last year, after the romance strategy of an innocent high school girl completely failed, Zhang Jingfeng left the temporary "Nordic Fantasy" and officially took over the family's hotel business. Today, he just visited Nie Wenshi, the owner of the Hometown Hotel. When he came out, he met
Fang Yusi and the two of them sat down in the hall and chatted.
"Actually, Mr. Nie's main business is not in hotels. The Guiyuan Hotel is just a place he opened on a whim. However, he has connections all over Jianghai. In addition to the capital injection from people like Jianghai Dongfang Family and Liu Family, this hotel also has government departments.
The relationship is also quite strong. For example, when hosting foreign guests or visiting groups from foreign-funded enterprises, the government basically places them here, and spares no effort in many aspects of incidental publicity. Not to mention at the train station, even at the city hall.
Jianghai’s promotional brochures all have a road map here. It’s hard to think about whether you want to be popular or not... Not just in hotels, in China, everything you do is actually about relationships..."
"Mr. Zhang is right..." With a charming smile, Fang Yusi nodded in agreement, but her eyes were subconsciously attracted to the scene on the other side of the door. It was a group of people wearing the uniforms of a certain martial arts school who were fiercely walking from the door.
When I came in, the two security guards at the door couldn't stop me. The lobby manager who was patrolling came over quickly. He said a few words to the leader, and then led a group of people towards the interior of the hotel. Zhang Jingfeng looked back and said with a smile: "
I’m afraid it will be those Muay Thai people who cause trouble again…”
Fang Yusi looked confused: "What?"
"You don't know?" Zhang Jingfeng asked, but then he nodded and laughed, "Yes, you just came from Hong Kong two days ago, and you were socializing like this... There is a Muay Thai boxing champion Shiriwang here. I know
Bar?"
"I do not know."
"Uh... Anyway, here is a Muay Thai fighter. He has been challenging the martial arts gym in Jianghai City recently. There are also some martial arts masters and so on. They are always causing trouble. In order to attract others to compete, they don't seem to speak well.
It sounds good. I guess it won't be long before they just pull out the 'Sick Man of East Asia' plaque to stimulate people..."
Fang Yusi chuckled: "Why don't you get beaten to death?"
"The problem is that no one can beat him. It's really depressing. It's been more than ten days. Many people came in angrily and were carried out on stretchers. The ambulance was waiting outside. They were sent directly to the hospital. Muay Thai.
, the shots were very heavy and usually resulted in fractures.”
"So awesome." Fang Yusi stuck out her tongue in surprise, "I never heard about it on TV."
"The government doesn't allow it to be broadcast. This kind of thing would be too damaging to the morale of the Chinese people," Zhang Jingfeng said with a smile.
Things were helpless, so the two changed the topic and talked for a while. Fang Yusi's eyes were once again attracted to the door. Zhang Jingfeng turned around. This time, what appeared in his sight was a man of about 23 or 24 years old.
year old woman.
A white shirt, a black professional top for women, and straight black trousers. The simple outfit not only highlights the slender figure of a woman, but also gives people a neat and pure temperament. It only reaches the black hair on the shoulders, which is a picture.
A nearly perfect female profile full of oriental temperament, with lightly pursed lips and indifferent eyes. Although there were several people entering and exiting the door at this time, Zhang Jingfeng could tell almost immediately that Fang Yusi was looking at her: Beautiful women always
Women who are more beautiful than themselves have the keenest sensitivity.
As if she was aware of the gaze here, she glanced over and saw Fang Yusi, then turned back, took out a pair of glasses from her handbag and put them on, and also took out something like a name tag and hung it around her neck.
, and walked towards the service desk in the center of the hall.
Looks like a reporter...he thought in his mind.
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She may be a reporter.
When the woman walked into the hotel door, Chayin Hansubechai was looking for a waiter at the service desk. This was his first impression.
As a modern person who can accept a large amount of information resources, similar to what is described in the book
What is the chance of being stunned by a certain woman? In fact, it is basically even rarer, especially for men with considerable experience. However, at that moment, he felt that he really felt an electric shock.
I felt that I couldn't help but look at that figure a few more times, and a few more times, and a few more times... so much so that the purpose of coming here to do things was a little blurry. Until the woman walked over without stopping, and the person beside her
The companion who practiced Muay Thai with Master Siriwang also poked him with his finger: "Beauty..."
Xia Yin-Hansu Bechai is a Chinese-Thai mixed race, and his Chinese name is Wang Jia. However, in general, he does not have much affinity for China - although he studied Chinese in college. This time I hope
Liwang's team came to China, and our classmate Wang Jia came with the team as an official translator. However, because everyone had unpleasantness at the beginning, the Chinese did not attach much importance to Sino-Thailand martial arts exchanges. In addition, Shiliwang
I can speak Chinese, and there are not many times when he needs to be effective. On weekdays, he hangs out with these companions in the hotel, plays cards, drinks, writes a few insulting letters and sends them to various martial arts schools.
The underworld outside has targeted them, so they always go out in groups and can't have a good time. This makes him a little depressed.
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Putting everything together, if this happened more than a hundred years ago, they would probably be very proud and excited to imagine that they had humiliated the largest country in Asia. Thailand is indeed much more powerful than China. However, it is no longer the case.
More than a hundred years ago, China treated them coldly, and it was estimated that they would have to be driven out of the country in a while. After winning one game after another, Wang Jia was actually more worried. It is not a good thing to offend China. Now you have won
There are too many. People can’t step down. If they get violent, they might be assassinated one night, and then it will be said that it was the underworld. In the imagination of most travelers, the local government in China is probably like this.
They look serious, gloomy, and are good at using high-pressure means to deal with everything. No matter what, Thailand today is still not as good as China.
In this state of anxiety, he and some members of his team advocated going back as soon as possible. Staying here would be asking for trouble anyway. However, Siliwang was furious because of the previous humiliation at the Public Security Bureau and firmly refused to return, so he changed his mind.
In this situation... it was really a trip not worth taking, he thought in his heart. However, just now, his thoughts seemed to have changed.
"Hello. I am a local reporter from Jiangming Daily. What room number does Miss Kelly Founim from Europe live in? I have some things I want to interview her about." The woman walked to the service desk and said
He flashed his press badge.
"Kelly Fornim, please wait a moment..." I couldn't help but take another look at the beautiful and elegant female reporter in front of me. The service lady at the counter knocked on the computer, "She is the delegation of Sid Company.
People...do you have an appointment?"
"No, but I think I can talk to her about this after I see her."
"I'm sorry. If you don't make a reservation, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her. The entire top floor has been booked by them. If you don't make a reservation, they won't let you in..." The service lady smiled and then
He added, handing out a business card, "Those bodyguards don't listen to anyone. Anyone who wants to interview them can only contact their press spokesman, Mr. Wade. This has his phone number on it..."
"Oh, thank you." The woman nodded and smiled, and took the spokesperson's business card. But as we all know, since the Sid Group is a hot news in Jianghai recently, if you want to conduct such an interview, just make a call.
It would probably take several days to make an appointment. The woman glanced at the business card, turned around and was about to leave, when Wang Jia next to her made a decision.
This was perhaps the most wrong decision he made after coming to China. This decision made him regret it for a long time afterwards.
"Hi, hello." He walked over and stretched out his hand to pat the woman's shoulder, but for some reason, it only hit the air. The woman turned back to look at him, and he said a little cautiously,
"Are you a reporter? It seems that you can't get the news you want today, but... uh, I don't know if you are interested in watching the competition between Muay Thai and martial arts. Well... my name is Wang Jia, and I am a Muay Thai fighter.
Translation by Master Siriwang, there is going to be a competition here, I guarantee...well, I think it should be exciting, if you wish, I can also take you to interview Master Siriwang..."
The air was a little solid, and the woman's eyes were looking at him. At this moment, he felt like he had turned back into the little boy he was when he confessed his love to the girl for the first time. After thinking about it for a moment, she spoke: "I originally wanted to go for coffee.
But since you said so...I happen to be interested in communicating with Siriwang..."
She showed a clear and elegant smile: "I hope it will be really exciting."