Chapter 7 Classified Identity
The waitress behind the marble table looked at Fang Xing in surprise, and her face suddenly turned cold, "Sir, you can't afford to make a joke here!"
Wearing a dress with a total value of no more than 200 yuan to open an imperial suite in a six-star hotel, this is the funniest joke she has ever heard since she worked.
"I'm never joking. ”
Jiang Han's face was slightly cold, and his momentum was fierce.
"Just you, the most expensive suite here, 200,000 a night, can you afford to stay?"
The waitress sneered disdainfully, glanced at Murong Bing behind Jiang Han, and sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, this is the second lady of the Murong family, right? The Zhao Group has issued an economic blockade order against her, do you think she can live here?"
"The energy of the Zhao Group does not seem to be able to sway the guests of the six-star hotel. ”
Jiang Han said in a deep voice: "Even if the Zhao Group can influence it, I will settle down today." ”
"Yes, the Zhao Group can't control our hotel, but you beggars can't afford to live in our hotel, and the cheapest suite costs 100,000 a night, do you have any money?"
The waitress sneered unceremoniously, determined that Jiang Han and the others could not afford to live.
"Forget it, let's not stay. ”
Murong Bing stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Jiang Han, and said with a red face.
"I said I would give you the best. ”
Jiang Han handed Murong Bing a reassuring look, his gaze fell on the waitress again, and said in a cold voice: "Money doesn't even count as a number for me, open the most expensive imperial suite for me immediately!"
"I've seen something that can be blown, but I've never seen it so good!
"Yes, yes, I dare to say that money doesn't even count as a number for him, it's too rampant!"
"I didn't expect the second miss of the Murong family to find a pick-up man, and she can pretend to be so good!"
......
The onlookers in the hall whispered, their faces full of disdain and mockery.
"Do you have the money to live in?"
The waitress rose angrily and said condescendingly: "Who doesn't know that you are the beggars of Mingzhu?"
Syllable!
Without waiting for the word "beggar" to fall from the waitress's mouth, Jiang Han slapped it and knocked it to the ground, his eyes were like knives and said: "Keep your mouth clean!
The onlookers hurriedly closed their mouths one by one, as if this slap was also slapped in their faces.
"You...... How dare you hit me?"
The waitress covered her swollen and sore face and said angrily: "Believe it or not, I'll call the police immediately!"
"I don't want to get a second slap, so I open the room immediately. ”
Jiang Han's face was not good, and his momentum was overwhelming.
The slap just now had already made her head swell, her face swollen and painful, and the waitress didn't want to be slapped a second time, so she decided to endure the anger in her heart and humiliate Jiang Han in another way.
"Okay, aren't you going to open a house? Come on, I don't think you can afford to pay!"
The waitress snorted coldly, took Jiang Han's ID card disdainfully, and said: "The highest-level imperial suite in this store can only be moved in by dignitaries in the political and business circles, and it is usually only reserved for leaders from the capital, so I can only give you a sea-view room, 200,000 yuan a night!
"I live in the Imperial Suite!"
Jiang Han said expressionlessly: "You can swipe your ID card." ”
He knew that this kind of special room, as long as the status was high enough, did not need money at all.
On top of that, these rooms are identity filed.
The waitress glanced at Jiang Han in surprise, puzzled that Jiang Han actually knew that this kind of imperial suite only needed to swipe her ID card, but thinking that such a thing could be found on the Internet, she suddenly sneered, "Who are you when you are?" The imperial suite is a symbol of identity, status, and glory!
"yes, this person is too pretending!"
"It's also the emperor's suite, why doesn't he say that he is the god of war!"
"A beggar, must have had a good time, hahaha......"
......
There was a sneer again.
Murong Bing couldn't help but pull the corner of Jiang Han's clothes again, and persuaded: "Jiang Han, we can't live in the Imperial Suite, don't make trouble." ”
"Yes. ”
Jiang Han smiled slightly, and said to the waitress: "Try it, if you can't, I'll leave immediately." ”
"Okay, I'll just watch you get out!"
The waitress sneered disdainfully, and casually put the ID card information on the sensor, "Don't say it when the time comes......"
"Ding! Identification successful! Please check in! Identity level, confidentiality level!"
A mechanical sound came from the computer, and the waitress opened her mouth wide enough to stuff an egg.
The people around were stunned one by one, as if they had seen a ghost, and their hearts were in turmoil.
"I dripping the sky, and I ...... Successful stay!"
"His identity is still classified!"
"Who the hell is this guy?"
......
The sound of shock exploded in the crowd of onlookers like a tide, not only these onlookers were stunned, but even Murong Bing felt incredible!
The waitress fell into an ice cave, and a chill swept through her body from the soles of her feet.