"Damn it? You're not polite." Wang Yang glanced at Xiao Ye speechlessly, and then asked the guest: "How much does your presidential suite cost per night?"
"Hehe, it's not expensive. It's 120,000 per night. I'll apply for a VIP for you later. One hundred thousand should be enough." The receptionist laughed and said, this is a rich young man who came to drink poison. One hundred thousand is nothing.
?
I really hope that I can enjoy serving them and save myself ten thousand or twenty thousand in spending, that will be great.
"Twenty thousand?" Wang Yang's eyes widened. You really dare to ask for a price for this hotel. And this Xiao Ye is so good at enjoying it, right? Isn't it just a sleep? Is it necessary? What kind of president-president?
Suite?
But then I thought about it, thanks to Xiao Ye's help tonight, Lan Ruolian and Miao Xiaoxiao were saved from danger, so let's think of it as repaying him.
Curling his lips, Wang Yang reached for his wallet, but when his hand touched his pocket, Wang Yang's expression changed.
"Hey, where's my wallet?" Wang Yang took a breath: "I obviously paid the taxi driver just now."
When the receptionist saw Wang Yang's appearance, he did not suspect that he had no money. Instead, he immediately reacted and reminded: "There is something wrong with that boy just now? Isn't he a pickpocket?"
Wang Yang also reacted suddenly and said: "It's very possible!"
With that said, Wang Yang was about to chase him out, but the greeter called to Wang Yang and said, "Dear guest, leave this matter to us. I see that you all look tired, so you should check in and rest first. After we find the kid,
I'll let you know."
"Huh? But we didn't pay." Wang Yang said blankly.
"Hey, with your status as a VIP, will you still default on your debt? It doesn't matter..."
Just kidding, how can someone who can drive a limited edition Lamborghini Venom save hundreds of thousands of dollars in room rent? In this case, he can also successfully please Wang Yang and leave a good impression, so why not?
Wang Yang suddenly realized that, as expected, appearance skills are still very important. It is not unreasonable for many big shots to go out to spend money to gain their reputation.
Wang Yang nodded. After struggling for so long, Lan Ruolian and the others were exhausted. He was not much better. Anyway, he couldn't live without their money. Even if he couldn't find his wallet for a while, he could just find a bank to scan his face and withdraw money, or
Making a phone call to mobilize some resources is just a matter of effort.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Wang Yang woke up from the luxurious presidential suite. After washing, he walked out of the room and prepared to find Lan Ruolian and the others. However, just as he walked out of the door, he heard a quarrel.
"I'm telling you, don't cheat me. I'm fine. How could I stay in your hotel? Besides, I'm not a big spender. How could I stay in such a good room? Go and ask your manager
Call!"
"Sir, don't joke with us. You did check in with a few of your friends last night. You also drove a limited edition Lamborghini. Your friends are responsible for the room fee. You don't have to worry about this.
"The waiter patiently explained.
"Friend? Limited edition Lamborghini? What the hell, I don't even know how I ended up in Sichuan. What friend? Where are you?"
"Here... ah... that's Mr. Wang..." The waiter just pointed to Wang Yang's room, saw Wang Yang outside the door, and shouted respectfully.
Wang Yang also saw the person quarreling here, it was Xiao Ye. His family had changed out of their black windbreakers and put on a set of more normal T-shirts. Wang Yang walked over and heard Xiao Ye shouting excitedly.
Wang Yang said: "I'm going, it's you, Wang Yang, ah... I remember, you left the base without saying a word, why didn't you even say hello to me, I came to you because I was bored, but,
How did you find Shuchuan? I don’t remember any of this process."
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? By the way, have you had breakfast? How is your pursuit of that fairy friend? Wow, what's wrong with your face? It looks like you were beaten, right? Did you?
You are wrong, you are a noble young man, who dares to hit you? Tell me, and I will teach him a lesson for you."
Xiao Ye kept talking non-stop. An awkward smile appeared on Wang Yang's lips, he pointed at his head and asked slowly: "Are you... okay?"
"What's the matter? What's the matter with me? I'm asking you what's the matter now. Tell me who beat you and I'll kill him." Xiao Ye said.
"Ahem...you've already killed him." As Wang Yang was talking, Lan Ruolian and Miao Xiaoxiao came over and greeted, "Wang Yang, Xiao Ye, it's morning, let's go have breakfast together."
"
Xiao Ye was startled and looked at Lan Ruolian and Miao Xiaoxiao: "Uh... wait, I know this person, she is your fairy friend, but who is this? How do you know my name?"
"What? Didn't you introduce yourself? Your name is Xiao Ye, from Yexiao." Miao Xiaoxiao asked doubtfully.
"Isn't that right? My name is Xiao Ye, I'm a late night snacker. That's how I always introduce myself." Xiao Ye was stunned.
"Xiao Ye, don't you have amnesia?" Wang Yang couldn't help but ask, but it didn't seem like it. He still remembered himself and Lan Ruolian, but he just didn't seem to remember what happened last night, or maybe
, just like two people taking over different roles.
Isn't this schizophrenia? I recall Xiao Ye saying that he used to have dozens of holes every time he woke up, and his right hand was also gone when he woke up. Why did he feel like the cold Xiao Ye?
What happened to the night?
The Xiao Ye last night was very talkative, but the Xiao Ye in front of me was still as talkative and funny as ever.
While they were chatting, the greeter from last night came to Wang Yang and said, "Mr. Wang, we have found the boy who stole your wallet last night. This is your wallet. Two hundred cash was used in it. Others
Everything is still there. We have brought that boy back. What do you think we should do with it?"
Wang Yang took the wallet back and said calmly: "Leave it to the police." He was too lazy to personally deal with such a small matter.
"This... there are some situations. I don't know if I should tell you, Mr. Wang." The receptionist said hesitantly.
"Huh?" Wang Yang asked doubtfully, "What's going on?"
"We found the boy who stole the wallet under an overpass. We found that there were two children there, ranging in age from seven to eight. We called him brother. We thought...could it be...oh, those two
When the children saw that we had taken their brother away, they also came crying. Mr. Wang... would you like to meet him? If possible, I think it would be more appropriate not to send him to the police?" Greeter
explained.
Wang Yang took a breath, pondered for a while, then nodded slightly and asked, "Where are the two children?"
"I put them in the security room." The receptionist replied.