In Li Xingyao's shy and timid eyes, it seemed that Chen Dongcheng was always the only figure.
For the first time, Chen Dongcheng discovered that Li Xingyao had changed into a dress and wore a pair of high heels. She was so beautiful that even he was stunned!
"Sir, are you satisfied?"
The female clerk didn't want to disturb me at first.
But seeing Chen Dong Chengdu staring at Li Xingyao for several minutes, he couldn't help but remind him in a low voice.
Chen Dongcheng felt that something was missing. He glanced at a large row of handbags in the corner of the store, pointed at it and said, "Pick one that suits my girlfriend."
"Okay, sir."
The saleswoman hurriedly walked over with a smile, they liked this kind of rich people who didn't even care about the price.
After selecting for a while, when I came back, the saleswoman was holding a crimson handbag.
"Sir, I think this one is particularly suitable for your girlfriend, who has very fair skin.
The crimson handbag just matches her skin.
This bag was inspired by the closure of our classic perfume bottle..."
Balabala introduced a lot of people, but Chen Dongcheng was just looking at Li Xingyao.
Li Xingyao felt a little embarrassed when Chen Dongcheng looked at her, and her fair face turned red.
But this handbag really goes well with this black dress.
After all, Li Xingyao is still a college student, and the crimson color is a bit pink, which just suits her temperament and identity.
"Okay, let's wrap up this set first, and then choose another set."
Chen Dongcheng made the decision directly. The female salesperson said that those tactics were nothing more than hoping that Chen Dongcheng would not mind the price.
It just so happens that Chen Dongcheng always only buys things based on what he likes, not the price.
Just when Li Xingyao was about to speak, she saw Chen Dongcheng's eyes that refused to refuse, and he pouted aggrievedly.
That's how beautiful women are, no matter how the store clerk chooses them.
They can perfectly wear clothes to create a different temperament from ordinary people.
Finally, he chose a black T-shirt and tulle skirt, and Chen Dongcheng paid with his credit card with satisfaction.
With a total consumption of 120,000, the store manager gave me a Dior lipstick set, which contains five different shades of lipstick.
The price is not too expensive, less than two thousand.
But Chen Dongcheng was still very satisfied with this intention, and Li Xingyao was even more happy.
Chen Dongcheng also discovered that Li Xingyao was a bit of a collector and couldn't put it down playing with the five lipsticks in the box.
"Where shall we go next?"
It took Li Xingyao a long time to put the lipstick set into her shopping bag, then she held Chen Dongcheng's arm and asked.
"I've almost bought some clothes. I'll take you to a fun place."
Chen Dongcheng drove Li Xingyao to the InterContinental Hotel in OCT.
After parking the Lamborghini, Chen Dongcheng was about to open the door and get out of the car when he saw Li Xingyao sitting on the seat with her head lowered.
"Let's go, what are you thinking about?"
"My aunt hasn't left yet."
Chen Dongcheng couldn't help but feel happy. He smiled and flicked Li Xingyao's forehead gently.
"Little fool, today I'm just going to take you to enjoy yourself. Let's go quickly."
"oh."
Li Xingyao blushed and quickly opened the car door.
Walked to Chen Dongcheng and took his arm.
When you walk into the hotel, you will be dazzled by the various sculptures with cows as elements.
The entire hotel is in Spanish style, and the circular dome is the epitome of the Spanish Bullfight Plaza, which seems to convey a warm and unrestrained temperament.
Li Xingyao only came to the hotel once, but this InterContinental Hotel is obviously different from the Langham.
The InterContinental Hotel is quite famous in Pengcheng, and there are a lot of people waiting to check in.
Chen Dongcheng walked to the front desk and said directly: "My surname is Chen, and I have reserved the presidential suite for today."
"Hello, Mr. Chen, please follow me here."
The girl at the front desk was busy helping customers check in. After hearing this, she immediately made a respectful gesture of invitation.
"What do you mean? Why should we, a group of people here, serve him first?"
A middle-aged man standing in line shouted dissatisfied to the girl at the front desk.
The girl at the front desk kept her smile unchanged: "Sir, this distinguished guest has booked the presidential suite in our hotel. Our hotel has regulations that must give priority to VIPs in the presidential suite. We apologize for the inconvenience."
"Fuck, it's great to have money!"
The middle-aged man muttered angrily, but still queued up honestly.
If he had money, the middle-aged man would have to slap his ID card on the front desk girl's chest and shout to open a room for me.
Damn it, just stop queuing if you don’t have money, rich people have privileges.
The girl at the front desk took Chen Dongcheng and the others to the exclusive elevator of the presidential suite and motioned to Chen Dongcheng and Li Xingyao to wait a moment.
"bite!"
The elevator rang, and a handsome male receptionist came out, dressed similarly to Jerry from before.
"Mr. Chen, welcome to the presidential suite of the InterContinental Hotel. I am your personal butler. My name is Sean."
Chen Dongcheng nodded slightly and looked at the welcoming man in front of him.
He has a tall and straight figure, a gentle smile, and his demeanor and service enthusiasm are no worse than Jerry from Langham East China Sea.
The InterContinental Hotel has only eight floors, and the presidential suite is undoubtedly on the highest eight floors, covering an area of 688 square meters.
As the hidden mahogany sliding doors opened one after another, Li Xingyao couldn't help but exclaim.
Chen Dongcheng looked around and found that the living room was in a retro European style.
Even the softness of the sofa in the presidential suite is specially designed and is very ergonomic.
After listening to Sean's introduction, Chen Dongcheng took a look at the crystal lamp on the ceiling of the living room, which cost 200,000.
"Mr. Chen, I will handle your check-in shortly. Do you need a chef to cook for you now?"
Sean bowed slightly and asked.
"Yeah, okay."
Sean took the menus of several restaurants in the hotel and introduced: "Mr. Chen, we have several restaurants in the InterContinental Hotel, including French, Thai, and Chinese food. You can choose as you like.
We will contact the chefs from these restaurants and personally come to the private kitchen of the presidential suite to prepare the dinner for you."
Chen Dongcheng took a look at the menu and asked Li Xingyao's opinion: "What do you want to eat?"
"French food, I heard Naixin French food is very romantic."
"Okay, let's have French food."
Sean took the menu and said with a smile: "I'll contact you right away."
Chen Dongcheng just hugged Li Xingyao and watched TV for a while. Sean had already dealt with it and walked into the living room with a middle-aged white man.
"Mr. Chen, this is the food and beverage director and executive chef of our InterContinental Hotel, Mr. Wen Jiande."
Chen Dongcheng was stunned for a moment, but shook hands with the other party politely.
He is a white man with a Chinese name.
Wen Jiande was very enthusiastic, and Chen Dongcheng also chatted with him for a while.
Wen Jiande wanted to know some taboos of Chen Dongcheng and Li Xingyao.
After everything was memorized, Wen Jiande took several other assistants into the kitchen equipped in the presidential suite.
Chen Dongcheng and Li Xingyao just need to wait quietly and enjoy it.
After a while, Sean came over with a bottle of Perrier-Jouët champagne.
"Mr. Chen, this is specially given to you by Chef Wen. I hope you like it."
Chen Dongcheng glanced at the kitchen and nodded: "Put it in the ice bucket for me."
"OK."
A bottle of Perrier-Jouët champagne is not expensive, just over a thousand, but this sentiment makes Chen Dongcheng particularly satisfied.
Clients of the presidential suite are naturally worthy of befriending an executive chef like Wen Jiande, so gifting them with a bottle of champagne is just a small thing.
Li Xingyao felt that Chen Dongcheng was particularly powerful, and her eyes sparkled when she looked at Chen Dongcheng.
Chen Dongcheng knows this very well. If he didn't open a presidential suite, executive chefs like these would not bother to fuck you.
It is really good if you have the ability to make money.