216 The world's first seven-star hotel, Burj Al Arab!

"Unbelievable! It's unbelievable, I'm a fan of yours!"

Sophie looked shocked, but his next action made everyone feel unbelievable, he actually took out his notebook, as if he was a star chaser, chasing Adam Bill for an autograph!

"Wang Sheng, is this Adam Bill very powerful?"

Yang Cheng's mouth opened wide and asked in disbelief.

"Not very powerful!"

Wang Zhong said without hesitation.

"Oh!"

Yang Changcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But Wang Zhong's next sentence made him involuntarily suck back the breath he grew out!

The first Chinese to win the European Brewing Competition, do you say he is amazing!"

"Hello, nice to meet you!"

Just when Wang Zhong and Yang Cheng explained how rare and precious the champion of the European Brewing Competition was, Adam Bell walked up to Wang Zhong and stretched out his hand and said sincerely.

"Hello! Nice to meet you!"

Wang Zhong smiled and stretched out his palm.

"You're a person who really knows wine, so I like to be friends with you!"

Adam Bell said with a smile.

"Me too!"

As if he was infected, the corners of Wang Zhong's mouth slowly curled.

Wang Zhong picked up a glass of red wine and tasted it casually, suddenly, his eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and finally put the red wine in his hand aside with some disgust.

"Trash!"

Wang Zhong said with some displeasure.

"Do you know how expensive this bottle is?"

A young man in a suit with an obviously Arab face heard Wang Zhong's words and said with some displeasure.

"I don't know how expensive this bottle is, but the grapes were rainstormed before the harvest, which affected his taste. ”

Wang Zhong glanced at the wine glass placed next to him with some disgust, and said seriously.

"I drink more red wine than you drink, and I hate you people who don't know how to pretend to understand!"

The young Arab glanced at Wang Zhong with some disgust, as if he were looking at a beggar.

"This is the young East Tikrit of the Ladder Hotel!"

Rafal whispered to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong immediately understood why Tikrit's reaction was so big!

The red wines here are all supplied by the ladder hotel, and I said that there was a problem with these red wines, so I naturally shook it out as the young owner of the hotel to explain it.

But Wang Zhong didn't like Tikrit's explanation!

"This batch of grapes did have a storm before the harvest! Red wine is the least deceiving, and every bottle of red wine has a unique story behind it!"

Adam Beale tasted a little red wine himself, and finally said seriously.

"This bottle is Bordeaux 1973 Cabernet Sauvignon, the summer of 1973 Bordeaux rainy weather for 5 weeks, very important to the quality of the grapes, so the value of 1973 Bordeaux red wine has not been high in the market. The value of the wine has a lot to do with the weather of the year, not that the longer the time, the higher the value!"

"What's the big deal, it's just a few tasters!"

Tikrit couldn't hold his face a little and said stupidly.

"Tikrit, you need to apologize to my guest!"

Rafal's face also gloomy, and he said with some displeasure.

"Wang Sheng and Mr. Adam Beale are both famous people, and you are an insult to them like this!"

"Apologize? Why? Two dirt buns that I don't know where they came from!"

Tikrit was not afraid of Rafal, and now that he had torn his face, Tikrit said even more unscrupulously.

"What kind of person is not a bun in your eyes?"

Wang Zhong was not angry, but looked at Tikrit with a serious face and asked with a smile.

"Is there more wealth than yours, or is there a bigger hotel than yours? Are you so arrogant just because you are the owner of this hotel?"

"Yes, I'm richer than you, so I'm qualified to be arrogant!"

Tikrit was not afraid, but said stubbornly.

"Don't cause trouble at home!"

Wang Zhong looked at Tikrit with some amusement.

"You are so funny, does your father know?"

"You!"

Tikrit looked at Wang Zhong, who didn't care, as if he was talking crazy as a child, and his heart was indescribably angry.

"My son's words, on my behalf, will be listed as undesirable in the hotel!"

A middle-aged man dressed in traditional Arabic clothes walked out and said with a stern face.

"Are you serious?"

Wang Zhong slowly placed the wine glass on the table, and a terrifying light shot out from the depths of his eyes.

Majid was looked directly by Wang Zhong's eyes, and there was a feeling of bad fear in his heart, this feeling was like a small whip whipping Majid's heart, and the burst of shame made Majid's love even more out of control!

"Yes, you two will be listed as persona non grata!"

Majid said with a stubble.

"Majid, you're going to mess around with the child too?"

Rafal's complexion could no longer be expressed as gloomy, and his face had become completely dark.

"Tikrit is my only son, and whoever makes him unhappy, I will make him unhappy!"

Majid did not change his attitude because of Rafal, but said with a smug face.

"Isn't a six-star hotel great?"

A disdainful smile rose at the corner of Wang Zhong's mouth.

"How much money do you have?"

"Since this six-star hotel is the pride of your family, then I will destroy this pride for you with my own hands!"

"I'm going to build a seven-star hotel in Dubai!"

Wang Zhong slammed the goblet on the tray, looking like crazy, and shouted loudly.

"Seven stars?"

"He's crazy, isn't he?"

"This man has a sick brain!"

"Maniac!"

All the Arabs looked at Wang Zhong in surprise and whispered in the local language, but everyone had a mocking smile on their faces!

Although the seven-star is only one level higher than the six-star, the financial and material resources consumed are very different!

No one believes that Wang Zhong has the financial resources, and the manpower and financial resources spent to build a seven-star hotel are not a small number!

What's more, there is only a seven-star hotel in the zĂ i theory, and so far there is no seven-star hotel in the world!

"Wang Sheng, are you joking?"

Yang Cheng looked at Wang Zhong in disbelief and whispered.

"There is not a seven-star hotel in the world now!"

"I know, so I'm going to build the first seven-star hotel!"

Wang Zhong said without hesitation.

"Trust me, it's a very promising business!"

"You're crazy!"

Yang Cheng smiled helplessly.

"I'm sorry to get you in trouble!"

Wang Zhong walked up to Adam Bill and said with some embarrassment.

Because of Wang Zhong's involvement, Adam Beale also had to change his hotel tonight!

"It's okay, I hate this kind of person who doesn't know how to pretend to understand!"

Adam Beale said with a smile.

"But Mr. Wang, are you too impulsive?"

"The capital, material resources, and manpower involved in the Seven Star Hotel are extraordinary!

Adam Beale persuaded.

"Yes, Wang Sheng, you're thinking about it!"

Rafal also stepped forward to explain.

"Rafal, I need your help!"

Wang Zhong looked at Rafal and said with a smile.

"You say!"

Rafal said without hesitation.

"I need to buy the land of Jumeirah Beach Resort on the artificial island!"

Wang Zhong said with a serious face.

"That's fine, but what are you going to do when you buy Jumeirah Beach Resort?"

Rafal asked curiously.

"Build a hotel, I want to build the world's first seven-star hotel in Dubai!"

Wang Zhong said with a serious face.

"You're not kidding?"

Rafal's face was filled with disbelief.

"Of course! When this seven-star hotel is built, I invite everyone to my hotel!"

Wang Zhong stood up with a smile and walked away with Yang Cheng and Adam Bill!

Majid looked at the direction Wang Zhong left with a stiff face, and he kept convincing himself in his heart that this person was just bluffing, he couldn't do it, and he didn't have the financial resources to build a seven-star hotel!

But I don't know why, there is always a faint sense of crisis and uneasiness in his heart!

"What is the origin of this friend of yours, Mr. Rafal?"

Majid looked at Rafal, who had a sluggish face, and leaned over with a shy face.

But Rafal obviously didn't intend to give him face, so he snorted coldly and left quickly accompanied by bodyguards!

The host and protagonist of the reception have left, and the whole party is obviously no longer necessary, and the Westerners and Arabs who participated in the banquet left in twos and threes, and soon there were only waiters left in the hall, and Majid and his son!

"Dad, you don't have to worry, how can that Oriental man have the financial resources to build a seven-star hotel!"

Tikrit said confidently, but his eyes were full of worry that he couldn't hide.

Majid didn't speak, I don't know why, there was a tyranny hidden in his heart, and he had an indescribable disgust for this only son who was usually held in the palm of his hand for fear of being frightened and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting!

"Adam, would you be interested in working at my winery?"

Wang Zhong and Adam Bill changed hotels, Wang Zhong, Adam Bill, and Yang Cheng sat around, Wang Zhong tasted the red wine brewed by Adam himself, and asked with a smile.

"Grand River Wine Estate?"

Adam Beale didn't refuse, didn't agree, and asked rhetorically.

"Yes!"

"My estate lacks a master brewer like you!"

Wang Zhong nodded and said with a smile.

"The conditions are up to you!"

"To be honest, I'm very interested in the transformation of your winery, and the application of Feng Shui to wine making is an unprecedented feat!"

"However, I also have my own conditions!"

Adam Beale said with a smile.

"You say!"

Wang Zhong nodded without any hesitation and said.

"First, the sake I brew does not participate in any competitions!"

Adam Beale held out a finger of his own and said seriously.

"Yes!"

Wang Zhong nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

"Mr. Adam Beale himself is a guarantee of quality, we don't need the affirmation of others!"

"Second, the red wine I brew cannot be inflated, it must be sold at a low price, and the red wine belongs to everyone, not to a certain class!"

Adam Beale held out his second finger and said earnestly.

"But how can the castle make a profit in that way?"

Yang Cheng asked in disbelief.

"Yes!"

Wang Zhong nodded in agreement.

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation!"

Adam Beale saw that Wang Zhong agreed to his terms, and stretched out his palm with a smile.

"Let's have a good time working together!"

Wang Zhong smiled and shook Adam Beal's hand.

"If you want to cooperate with Mr. Adam, first, you have to really understand red wine, and second, he has to be rich enough, fortunately, I meet both conditions!"

"Yes, although I don't have any concept of money, I have to say that sometimes money is quite important, and people who don't have enough money are not allowed to plan like this!"

Adam Beale said frankly.

"Fortunately, there is a Bole like you Mr. Wang!"

After communicating with Wang Zhong, Adam Beale returned to Italy, he needed to bring his most professional team, and only with the help of familiar people could Adam Beale make the best red wine in the world!

After Adam Beale left, Wang Zhong began to design his own seven-star hotel!

Because Rafal had already helped him buy the land of the artificial island Jumeirah Beach Resort, Wang Zhong listened to the opinions of professionals and decided to build the new hotel into the image of a sailing ship!

The new hotel is a tower-shaped building in the shape of a sailboat. It is built on the artificial island Jumeirah Beach Resort, 280 meters from the coastline. It adopts the double-layer membrane structure building form, the shape is light and elegant, and it has strong membrane structure characteristics and modern style. It has 202 duplex rooms and a 200-metre-high restaurant overlooking the city of Dubai. Its atrium is golden, and its most luxurious suite is the 780-square-metre Presidential Suite, which is gilded on the 25th floor, with a cinema, two bedrooms, two living rooms, a dining room and a dedicated elevator. The rooms range in size from 170 to 780 square meters. Seven-star hotels are certainly expensive, starting at $900 and presidential suites at $18,000. Equipped with eight BMWs and two Rolls-Royces, the hotel is designed for in-house guests to fly directly to and from the airport, or to take a 15-minute helicopter ride from the hotel's dedicated airport on the 28th floor for a 15-minute aerial view of Dubai. If guests want to dine at the seafood restaurant, they will be transported to the restaurant by submarine so that they can enjoy the underwater wonders before eating.

Of course, the biggest feature of the seven-star hotel is the exclusive Golden House!

Lobby, atrium, suite, bathroom...... Everywhere is golden, even the doorknobs, Burj Al Arab faucets, ashtrays, coat hooks, and even a piece of note paper are plated in gold. Although it is only a thin layer, it is beyond the imagination of the guests, and many big people are eye-catching and flattered. The late fashion designer Mr. Fan Sizhe was a man who had seen the world, and he was also shocked by the luxury of porcelain, and after a good night's sleep, he was extremely useful, and everyone would be amazed. Drunk gold fans, often the word of the shadow god degenerate, but all the "golden house" of Bo porcelain is loved but not indulged, and any details are handled with gentlemanly reserve and ladylike elegance, without carrying the slightest bit of tackyness. For example, curtains, cushions, cabinets, refrigerators...... Large and small, each piece is vulgar and elegant, and vulgar and elegant. R1152