Chapter 162 Don't know how to write dead characters?
Looking at this group of people, Zhang Fan was very happy.
After all, these are all my fans.
"Brothers and sisters, this is our first meeting. I won't say too much. The coordinates are at the Starlight Hotel. I'm treating you today." Zhang Fan said loudly.
As soon as Zhang Fan spoke, things started boiling down below.
"Starlight Hotel?"
"Wucao, that's a five-star hotel. I've never been there before."
"I heard that a meal there would cost thousands of oceans."
The live broadcast room exploded instantly.
"Wucao, Brother Fan is powerful and paralyzed. He went directly to a five-star hotel when he met his fans for the first time. He is so heroic. Who dares to do this?"
"Ah, my little heart is trembling. He is indeed the prince charming in my heart."
"Without further ado, I'll take a taxi there now. Goodbye, brothers!"
"Fuck, shameless, bastard, as soon as Brother Fan asked me to invite you to dinner, your sister came right over. My uncle, why didn't you come over just now?"
Even Xiong Lin was shocked by Zhang Fan's words.
Wocao, there are more than a hundred people here. Damn it, all of them go to Starlight. Isn’t this meal worth a million dollars?
Those fans of 'Light Speed' took a breath of air.
Damn it, why are there such big differences in treatment for the same fans? Damn, they want to go to Starlight Hotel too.
"Dad, are you going?" Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at his father.
"Go and eat your food, your dad and I will go home and cook." Ye Jingtian said quickly.
What's more attractive than a Dahongpao that has been around for more than ten years? What a joke.
"Brother, I want to go."
Zhang Xiaoyuan held Zhang Fan's arm and shook it.
Zhang Fan nodded, and then said to the already excited group of people: "You guys take a taxi first, I'll go home and freshen up first, and I'll be there soon."
With that said, Zhang Fan took Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan back home directly.
After briefly freshening up, Zhang Fan rushed towards the Starlight Hotel in a hurry.
"By the way, give Qi Zi and the others a call." Zhang Fan took Zhang Xiaoyuan's phone and called Gao Qi. Damn, his phone was dropped just this morning.
"Qizi, come to the Starlight Hotel for dinner and call Dongzi and the others." After the phone call, Zhang Fan called the guys from the Supervision Department again.
When we arrived at the Starlight Hotel, the outside was already full of people.
"Why don't you go in?" Zhang Fan said to Yang Haochen.
Yang Haochen looked extremely embarrassed: "The people in the hotel thought we were here to cause trouble and we were not allowed in."
"These guys really don't have long memories, let me pass." Zhang Fan said, and immediately, a group of people around him made way.
When the four security guards at the door saw Zhang Fan's figure, their legs immediately started to tremble.
"Little brother, if you have something to say, please don't do it. Don't do it. You brought these people here?" Cold sweat broke out on the security guard's forehead.
He remembers Zhang Fan, the God of Death. Damn, why is this guy here again!
The people in the hotel were confused when they looked at Zhang Fan's figure, "Woah, why is this guy here?"
Are you bringing so many people here to cause trouble?
Damn, you beat so many people yesterday, weren’t you satisfied?
"Go and inform Manager Yan, Zhang Fan, the little devil, is here again." A girl at the front desk quickly ordered the people around her.
Yang Haochen and the others were confused. What was going on? Didn't this security guard look like his nostrils were upturned just now? Why did his legs start to tremble when he saw Zhang Fan?
"I'm bringing someone here for dinner, why aren't they allowed in?" Zhang Fan said with a frown.
The security guard immediately got out of the way, bent down, and made a gesture of invitation. "Please come in, please come in."
"Come in." Zhang Fan said and walked in first.
"Sir, please come this way!" A busty girl came over cautiously and took Zhang Fan to the second floor.
"Tap tap tap!"
The sound of the footsteps of more than a hundred people made the glasses on the table in the hotel tremble.
"Wucao, that little devil is coming this way, let's go to the third floor!"
A group of people who were eating hurriedly evacuated. In their eyes, Zhang Fan was just here to cause trouble. If a fight breaks out later, how can he deal with accidental injuries?
It's better to go to the third floor and stay there.
The people on the third floor also looked a little unnatural.
"Let's go to the fourth floor. There will be a fight later. The third floor shouldn't be safe."
As he said that, more than 20 people immediately ran to the fourth floor.
Seeing this scene, Yang Haochen and others were dumbfounded.
Wocao, what's going on here? Why do you feel like these people are afraid of Zhang Fan?
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes helplessly and said to the girl in front of him: "What are you doing? I don't know how to eat people."
The girl's face was stiff, and she tried her best to squeeze out a smile: "Sir, you are worrying too much. There are so many of you. This is to not disturb your meal."
However, the girl was secretly complaining that if she could eat people, she could just call the police and arrest her!
"Brothers, sit down wherever you want and order whatever you want." Zhang Fan, who has a huge fortune of 40 million, didn't feel any distress in his heart. Anyway, the money was given by Starlight's boss, so you can spend it as you like.
"Brother Fan, can I order the 1982 Lafite?" A young man in his twenties looked at the Lafite on the menu and his mouth was almost watering.
Zhang Fan smiled lightly: "Yes, but you can only order one bottle per table."
Damn, one bottle costs 48,888. There are more than a hundred people. If one person gets two bottles, the 40 million he has will probably be enough for one meal.
People in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.
"Wancao, is it okay for a 82-year-old Lafite?"
"Brother Fan, I want to come too."
"Brother Fan, wait for me, I'll take a taxi over right away."
The live broadcast room immediately filled the screen.
"For Brother Fan's pride, I decided to fire a hundred rockets."
"Hey, the local tycoon brother suddenly appears."
Suddenly, the rocket soared again.
The entire Douyu platform was dumbfounded.
Wocao, what did this anchor called ‘Rookie’ do? How come the Rockets haven’t stopped since the whole morning?
A group of people climbed into Yang Haochen's live broadcast room along the rocket. They looked at the extremely luxurious five-star hotel and were speechless.
Damn it, the local tycoon takes his fans to a five-star hotel for dinner? You can also order the 1982 Lafite? Damn it, Lu Zhuanfen, Lu Zhuanfen.
"Damn, this anchor is awesome, hurry up and follow him. If this guy gives out red envelopes and gifts in the future, we will have to get some credit."
"Hey, Fanzi, where are you? I haven't seen you." Gao Qi looked through the eyes and couldn't see Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan walked to the window and waved to Gao Qi and the others.
"Brother Qi, Brother Fan, has this guy won the lottery? Why do you want us to come to Xingguang for dinner?" Wang Dong underestimated.
"Guan Qiu, since Fanzi dares to let us come here, we must kill him once and eat with all our stomachs. At worst, we will run away after eating." Gao Qi chuckled, and then ran towards the second floor.
In the villa, Long Xiao looked at the scene from Yan Liangxi and dropped the goblet in his hand to the ground.
"This kid still dares to come to our hotel. Damn it, he really doesn't know how to write the word death."
"Wait, I'll be there soon." After Long Xiao finished speaking, he went downstairs directly, his eyes flashing with extremely strong murderous intent.