The old man took time out of work to go to the Los Angeles Public Library, and he was delayed until nearly seven o'clock in Beverly Hills.

After he went home, Han Xuan listened to what happened, picked up the small cardboard box in his grandfather's hand and found the magazine, lay on the sofa, and looked at it in front of the bright light.

He didn't care about the check, it was important that the photos he took were recognized by National Geographic magazine, and he didn't think it was fake, Han Xuan remembered that he took more than 20 photos at that time, made a booklet and distributed them to that group of tourists, and three of them were published this time.

The length is very large, in addition to his own set of fluorescent feet and the human prints left by the fall, there is also a photo of Zhang Dani's smile hanging on it.

The seaside was dim that night, and her face could not be seen clearly, but the slender figure jumping madly in the air, with the white sand and fire, and the blue-purple light band like the Milky Way, Han Xuan had to admit that the artistic conception looked really beautiful.

It's just that he didn't make it to his selfie, which made the boy feel a little sorry, and secretly complained that the editor-in-chief of National Geographic magazine had no vision.

When the old man was eating, he remembered the invitation letter from the Pebble Beach Auto Show, and as soon as he finished asking, Han Xuan's eyes widened, and he quickly nodded and agreed, and looked at the date written on it, starting from July 6th and lasting for a week.

Han Xuan was a little embarrassed, today is only the third day, Anya will go to San Francisco in the next few days, on the one hand, it is the world's top event in the antique car collecting industry, and on the other hand, it is a partner he has known since childhood, biting the salmon meat in his mouth, looking at the crystal chandelier on the top of the restaurant and thinking for a long time, turning his head to look at his grandfather: "How many people can you bring over?"

Old Man Han replied domineeringly: "No matter how much, as long as the Pebble Beach Golf Course can stand down." ”

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Write a book quietly at home, or let the bodyguards show you around, and the time passes quickly.

During this period, he made a phone call to the San Francisco Museum of Art, pushed from the side, and hammered out the date when Mrs. Cecilia might arrive, Han Xuan quietly contacted Benjamin's driver on the evening of the 5th, and set off smoothly the next morning.

Originally, he thought that he was unaware, but when the helicopter landed on the roof of the Hilton Hotel in San Francisco's Union Square, before he got off the plane, seven or eight white men in suits surrounded him.

Han Xuan felt that he had been deeply deceived, turned around and glanced at Benjamin with resentful eyes, and reluctantly said to one of them: "My grandfather knows, right?" ”

"Well, we rushed over overnight, the boss has already arranged a hotel room for you, and the luggage will be handed over to me. The middle-aged bodyguard who spoke dozed off, took Han Xuan's backpack, and reached out to make a gesture of invitation......

The room is located on the top floor of the Hilton Hotel, two floors down from the rooftop apron by elevator.

SOS has been providing daily necessities, food and other goods for Hilton International Hotel Group for nearly ten years, and the two companies have a deep foundation of cooperation.

The Hilton hotel in Union Square is four-star, but the presidential suite on the top floor is not bad compared to five-star, if it weren't for the old man calling to arrange it, Han Xuan alone wouldn't even be able to touch the door.

The rooms are decorated in a retro style that combines Central and Europe, and have hosted guests such as the King of Morocco, the Queen of Spain and the Prince of Saudi Arabia.

With an area of more than 600 square meters, it is divided into two floors, with three bedrooms, two guest rooms, a dining room for private meetings, a kitchen, and a small theater and study room equipped with speakers and video equipment.

Around the corner of the gym is a jacuzzi and sauna, and each bedroom has its own bathroom and wardrobe room, showing a sense of luxury everywhere.

The old man usually doesn't look like a person who can afford to spend this unjust money, but the other rooms don't have bodyguard rooms, so that's why it's like this.

Han Xuan picked a master bedroom, the wall of the room is covered with mosaic tiles, the white gold-edged basin and mirror are designed in Roman style, there is a small wooden chair in the bathroom, the bathtub is equipped with pure water, incense, bath salts, and the four walls of the wardrobe, except for the window sill and door, the rest are cabinets, from these details he can see the meticulous service concept of the Hilton Hotel.

The large bed with a length and width of more than two meters is very soft, and it only took more than an hour to get here from Los Angeles.

The San Francisco Museum of Fine Arts doesn't open until ten o'clock, and it slips away in a hurry just after dawn in the morning, before the meal is eaten.

Picked up the phone and dialed the customer's unique account manager, asking her to send some food, Han Xuan rolled around on the bed, physiologically tired but couldn't sleep, waiting for the waiter to come over, simply got out of bed and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, taking a good look at this city with a unique history.

San Francisco, also known as San Francisco, is the fourth largest city in California, located in northern California, close to the famous high-tech industrial area - Silicon Valley.

Like Los Angeles, it is also on the edge of the Pacific Ocean, and in the mid-19th century, because of the discovery of gold here, it attracted a large number of gold prospectors, and some of them stayed and lived here ever since, so the Chinese called it "Gold Mountain", and later changed its name to San Francisco to distinguish it from Melbourne, Australia.

About one-fifth of the city's population of more than 600,000 people are Chinese, and it is the second largest Chinese city in the United States outside of New York.

You can see the Coit Tower, Fisherman's Wharf and other landscapes, San Francisco City Hall is obscured by buildings, only its top can be seen, hundreds of pigeons flying in the sky, the sun showing half of its face in the clouds, the ground is gradually warming, and the air conditioning in the presidential suite is running.

Hearing a slight knock on the door, Han Xuan was just about to go out, but when he walked to the door, a bodyguard had already sent the waiter away and pushed the cart to the boy: "You ordered?"

"Well, have you eaten it? If you haven't eaten, go and order some. Seeing him bring the metal tray to the table, Han Xuan raised his head and asked.

"No, it's a few dozen dollars each, and I'll buy some on the side of the road when I go out. ”

"Food is not deducted from your salary. Opening the hood, the aroma came to the nose, next to the simple sandwich, there was a small plate of black caviar, Han Xuan felt that with the bodyguards of their size, it was estimated that they would not be able to eat enough for five servings.

"You mean the housing expenses are deducted?!" asked a person next to him.

"No, no, no, I"

"Hey, boy, I'm just kidding you. ”

Han Xuan was speechless and rolled his eyes, but he didn't expect that the guys who usually didn't say a word and were so cold to death still had this side: "I'll leave when I'm done eating, and you can find a place to solve breakfast." ”

"Where are you going?"

"San Francisco Museum of Fine Arts. ”

"Wow! I haven't been there since I was a kid, art ......"