Chapter 95: It should be a fake

Mo Huasong knew that Liu Lanxi was from the earth to cultivate the real realm, and next semester she would come to the Fine Arts Department of Zhanhai Art Institute to study as a freshman.

Lan Xi, in this life, I will definitely love you well and will not let you suffer the slightest grievance. Mo Huasong secretly clenched his fists.

Zhanhai Art Institute is not far from Dynasty Hotel, and it didn't take long for the taxi to stop in front of the hotel.

Lin Zhiwei stood at the door and stared left and right, looking very anxious.

Just now he received a message from Mo Huasong, saying that he wanted a private room for lunch.

As soon as Lin Zhiwei saw the news, he couldn't care about lying on the bed and undressing and waiting for his beautiful lover, so he put on his clothes and ran out to wait.

But he waited so long, and he didn't see Mo Huasong driving over.

Lin Zhiwei saw the taxi stop in front of him blocking his view, and couldn't help but be a little angry and said, "Driver, you hurry up, don't stop here." ”

The rear door opened, and Su Weidong and Du Ling got out of the car.

As soon as Lin Zhiwei saw Su Weidong, his body was stunned, and he hurriedly looked at the taxi carefully.

He recognized Su Weidong as Mr. Mo's good friend, Su Weidong was here, maybe Mr. Mo was also in the car.

Lin Zhiwei looked at it and finally found that Mo Huasong was in the taxi.

My hemp, Mr. Mo, don't you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger like this, okay? With your status, why don't you have a luxury car?

If you want, I'll give you a 10 million Ferrari. You're coming in a shabby taxi, and you're a shame.

Lin Zhiwei hurriedly ran to the driver's side, as if he couldn't see Mo Huasong.

When the driver saw Lin Zhiwei running over, he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.

This is the Dynasty Hotel, a very good place.

Especially this man is wearing a hotel suit and uniform, and he looks like a manager, and it is not something that a small person like him can afford to provoke.

"Manager, don't hit me, I'll leave now. The driver said scaredly.

"Don't worry, big brother driver, have you eaten? If not, I'll invite you to eat here." Our hotel has always been people-oriented and kind, how can we beat people?" Lin Zhiwei was afraid that Mo Huasong over there would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained to the driver.

"Please, invite me to dinner?" The driver felt that the hotel manager might not have taken his medicine today.

Lin Zhiwei nodded desperately: "Yes, I invite you to dinner, do you appreciate your face?"

Mo Huasong pushed the door and got out of the car, and the driver immediately drove away.

If there is nothing to do, it is either a traitor or a thief, how dare the driver stay here for a free meal?

Lin Zhiwei saw Mo Huasong's cold face, he didn't dare to run over to touch the iron plate, and hurriedly ran to Su Weidong's side: "Mr. Su, hello." I have arranged for the Imperial Room to be given to you. ”

"Emperor's room?" Su Weidong felt that his feet were a little weak, and that was the minimum consumption of 500,000 yuan.

Du Ling thought that Su Weidong was unwell again, so she hurriedly helped him: "Weidong, are you okay?"

"Mr. Su, you have a lot of blood on your clothes, what happened?" Lin Zhiwei hurriedly flattered: "Who doesn't have long eyes, you tell me, I will immediately let him live as well as die." ”

Su Weidong shook his head and said, "Manager Lin, I'm fine." ”

Then Su Weidong whispered to Du Ling: "Du Ling, the minimum consumption of the emperor's house is 500,000." ”

"What?" Du Ling was terrified.

They are just four people to eat, and if they want to spend 500,000 yuan, it is really scary.

"Then let's go to the Emperor's Room. Manager Lin, you asked someone to help Wei Dong buy a new set of clothes. Mo Huasong instructed Lin Zhiwei.

There is a counter selling clothes at the Dynasty Hotel, and Lin Zhiwei asked Su Weidong about the size of the clothes he was wearing, and asked a waitress to pick up the clothes.

Then Lin Zhiwei took Mo Huasong and them into the emperor's room, chatted a few words and went out.

Du Ling said to Mo Huasong worriedly: "Mo Huasong, I heard that the minimum consumption of the emperor's house is 500,000?"

"Like, but it doesn't matter. "Mo Huasong doesn't care. Anyway, he has a Supreme Dragon Card, which can be swiped at any time to spend.

"What? You still say it doesn't matter, do you have so much money?" asked Du Ling.

Mo Huasong looked at Du Ling and said, "As long as my brother Su Weidong is happy, I really don't care." As long as you are really good to him, there is no problem for you to come here to eat every day, I have it all. ”

"Hua Song. Su Weidong looked at Mo Huasong with emotion.

"You, your family is in business?" Du Ling was a little surprised.

To be honest, Mo Huasong is quite handsome, and Lu Xuebing seems to have a good impression of him. But Lu Xuebing's requirements are also high, and she wants to find a boyfriend with good financial resources at home.

At first, Du Ling thought that Mo Huasong's family was poor, and maybe Lu Xuebing would not like him.

But with today's contact, Du Ling felt that Mo Huasong seemed to have an indescribable nobility, looking down on the world.

"It seems like yes. Mo Huasong bowed slightly.

The mother took in the previous assets of the Li family, and it is said that a Zhanhai Mo family was established to replace the previous Li family, and the momentum was very strong.

"Well, I'll invite you to dinner today, behave well, you may have unexpected surprises. Du Ling thought about it and nodded and said.

If Mo Huasong spends 500,000 yuan, it should be very worthwhile to pursue Lu Xuebing.

It didn't take long for Lin Zhiwei to come in with some boxes. "Mr. Su, do you see how these clothes fit?"

Su Weidong took out his clothes from the box and went into the bathroom to change his clothes.

Du Ling looked at the labels of those boxes, and her beautiful eyes widened: "Manager Lin, this, this dress with the Versace label printed on it shouldn't be genuine or fake, right?"

You must know that the authentic clothes of the well-known Italian luxury brand Versace are all 10,000 yuan a piece.

Su Weidong took two pieces of clothing just now, maybe 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, how can he afford to wear them?

"Miss, the clothes operated by our hotel are all genuine, absolutely not fake. Lin Zhiwei hurriedly explained.

Mr. Mo was next to him, and if he thought that the Dynasty Hotel was a fake, he would really die a very ugly death.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiwei wiped a cold sweat again.

"It's all true. Du Ling thought about it, what kind of place is the Dynasty Hotel, how can it be fake.

Su Weidong walked out in a white T-shirt and black slacks, and asked Du Ling happily: "Du Ling, do you think I look good?"

"Wei Dong, you look pretty good. Mo Huasong nodded appreciatively.

Sure enough, the Buddha relies on gold, and people rely on clothes.

Su Weidong usually doesn't look outstanding in ordinary clothes, but when he wears this set of Versace brand-name clothes, he feels different, a little heroic.

"Wei Dong, this dress is very expensive, it may cost 20,000 yuan. Du Ling walked to Su Weidong's side and whispered.

"What? It's so expensive? I'm going to take it off now. Su Weidong was startled, thinking about going to the bathroom to replace this Versace.

Lin Zhiwei hurriedly said: "Mr. Su, don't take it off, this is what we gave you." ”

"Why did you give it to me?" Su Weidong looked at Lin Zhiwei vigilantly.