Zhengji looked around the luxurious atmosphere of the hotel, people from all over the world came and went in and out of the hall, there were elegant men in suits and leather shoes, and Middle Easterners in white robes and white hats, and there were also many oriental faces, and various accents and languages were introduced into the ears of several people from time to time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as the Masamu and the others were looking around, a well-dressed young waiter stepped forward with a brisk and orderly step, smiled and said a few words to the others in pure English, and bent down to take the luggage from Masaki's hands.

Masaki could hear what the other party meant, which was nothing more than a greeting like welcome, and he nodded, following the waiter's steps towards the counter in front of him.

"Hello dear sir, may I ask what I can do for you?" asked the blonde woman at the counter, looking at the three of them with a professional smile on her face.

"Zhengji, are you and Hu Yu in the same room?" Ma Yun glanced at Hu Yu and Zhengji, and asked with a smile in his eyes.

Zhengji didn't expect Ma Yun to ask this, knowing that he had misunderstood the relationship between himself and Hu Yu, although the two were a little ambiguous, but if they really wanted to open a room, he didn't care, Hu Yu was afraid that he couldn't wipe his face, he shook his head and said: "Of course not, let's open three."

After listening to Masaki's words, Ma Yun nodded, turned his head and said to the waiter: "Open three rooms, one Ty Warner penthouse suite, two royal suites", after saying to the cashier, he explained to Masaki: "Ty Warner penthouse suite is one of the best rooms in the Four Seasons Hotel! You can overlook the beautiful scenery of New York on the top floor, of course, the price is not cheap, 40,000 dollars a night! As for the other two, although they are not as good as Ty Warner's penthouse suite, they are not much different."

Zhengji nodded, although it is a little more expensive, but he is not a pedantic person, Ma Yun's mind he also knows, it is nothing more than to make his life more comfortable, as for money, in his opinion, it is used to spend, how much money to enjoy what kind of treatment, although he doesn't like to waste, but there is no need to suffer himself, he is reborn a lot more open-minded, naturally many things also like to go with the flow.

"I'm sorry sir, Ty Warner's penthouse suite is no longer available for the time being, why don't you have another royal suite?" said the waiter, looking at the computer and showing a look of embarrassment.

"No, isn't there any?" Ma Yun looked at the screen behind the waiter in surprise, and the line corresponding to the Ty Warner penthouse suite was obviously showing the green color of the room.

"I'm sorry sir, there are temporary reservations, why don't I give you a 10% discount for the other three?" a man who looked like a lobby manager noticed the situation and walked over with a gentlemanly smile to explain.

"The royal family is the Huang family, it's just housing, Brother Ma is just fine", Zhengji also understood the other party's words, waved his hand and didn't care, in his opinion, the hotel is just a hotel, just be able to sleep, what is top or not, it doesn't matter to him.

"Okay, three royal suites," Ma Yun's face was a little stiff and handed the bank card to the other party, Zhengji came to the United States, but he couldn't let Zhengji enjoy the best service, which made him a little ashamed.

"Waiter, open a Ty Warner penthouse suite," Ma Yun just paid the money, at this time an Asian-faced man in a white suit spoke, casually threw a delicate membership card on the counter, leaned against the counter, combed his meticulous hair, with a bright diamond ring on his fingers, looked at the political discipline with an unstoppable look, and his eyes flashed with undisguised disdain, and he didn't know what to say, when he looked at Hu Yu, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but whistle, and he didn't know what to say.

Masaki glanced at the other party in surprise, although he couldn't understand what the other party said, but listening to the accent, it seemed to be Korean, and the content, looking at his expression, was probably not a good word.

And Hu Yu, who was beside Zhengji, suddenly became ugly, she had stayed in South Korea for a few days to study, and naturally she also knew something about Korean, so she suddenly stood up, looked at the other party's obviously overgrown and somewhat pale face, and said angrily: "What did you say?!"

"Okay, respectful sir, this is your membership card, please keep it", the waiter took the card with a more enthusiastic smile, swiped it, and was about to bend down with both hands to hand it over, but was interrupted by Hu Yu's angry reprimand.

And the pale-faced Korean man obviously didn't expect that some of Hu Yu's people understood his words, and he didn't expect this beautiful woman to be so strong that she would angrily reprimand herself in public, looking at the eyes around him, his face became a little flushed, and he said in broken Chinese with a look of annoyance: "Zhina pig!"

When this sentence came out, Zhengji and Ma Yun's faces also became ugly, Hu Yu's chest rose and fell even more angrily, and he said to Zhengji and the two: "He just said that we are turtles from the land of China, and he still treats me as a young lady!"

Zhengji's eyes froze slightly, and his gaze at the man was a little more stern, but the other party seemed to have no fear, scolding and scolding in his mouth, and beside him, unconsciously, there were two black-clothed men who seemed to be bodyguards approaching him, protecting him as if they were nothing.

The waiter at the counter saw that the situation was wrong, so he hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie and said a few words quickly.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!" Masaki had an angry glint in his eyes, and he slowly stepped forward in English.

"Say whatever I want, what can you do to me? A group of nouveau riche, do you really think you will become an aristocrat when you come to the United States?" said the Korean man with a haughty face in broken English, although he was not tall, he felt like he was looking down on others.

Zhengji looked at the man in front of him like a clown, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, when he used to read online articles with nothing to do, he always felt that the brain-dead villain in the novel was very exaggerated, and there were always so many brain-dead people jumping out to set off the height of the protagonist, but now this inexplicable person in front of him let him know that there is really such a person in this world who doesn't know what to say!

"Are we nouveau riche, use you to take care of it?" South Korean stick!" Hu Yu was angry and blocked the other party.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance walked out of the crowd of onlookers at some point, frowning and looking at the scene inside.

"Xiba, dead girl, shameless" The Korean man scolded angrily, and reached out to push Hu Yu.

The whole scene fell silent, the Korean man's face was visibly red and swollen, and the people around him were stunned to see this scene, and the two bodyguards in front of him also looked at Zhengji's slowly put away his hand in a daze, they didn't have time to react for a while!

"Wow!" What was even more unexpected was the next scene, the Korean man who was slapped in the face by Masaki, his eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the next second, as if he had just reacted, he covered his beaten face with one hand, and he cried like a wounded woman in front of the public in the hall, and while crying, he threw himself towards Masaki with a chilling orchid.

"Bang" was another crisp sound, the Korean man stayed in place suddenly, his other cheek also swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then looked at Zhengji, he stood in place with his arms in his arms for a long time, sneering at him, and no one saw him make a move!

The pupils of the two bodyguards' eyes shrank slightly, if they could explain it when they slapped the ground, then this second slap was above board in their vigilance, but even so, they only saw the afterimage of a palm in their eyes, as if nothing had happened! Intuition told them that this young man holding his arms might not be ordinary!

"What are you still doing in a daze?!Did I raise you to let you watch the play?Give me a beating! His own mother doesn't know him anymore!" The Korean man who was slapped twice learned well this time, looked at Zhengji's palm with some fear, and quietly took a step back, but his hand was pointing at Zhengji, and he said something in Korean unscrupulously to the two black-clothed people beside him.

The two bodyguard-like men nodded, and slowly approached Masaki and the others with a fierce face, and they didn't have to think about it to know what they wanted to do.

And the disgusting Korean sissy took out a pocket mirror out of nowhere at this moment, and looked at herself carefully like a woman who loves beauty, which made the onlookers from all over the world invariably show disdain.

"The face of an Asian is a disgrace for people like you!" Masaki said in disgust, not caring at all about the two men in black who were about to touch him in the next second.

"Stop!" At this moment, a voice with a hurry came, and then a man in a security guard uniform walked up quickly with a team of security guards.

"What's going on! This is a hotel, no brawls are allowed!" asked the white security guard, who was in the lead, striding forward and separating the two groups.

"They started beating people!" Seeing this, a look of unwillingness flashed in the Korean man's eyes, and he pointed at Zhengji with hatred and said in broken English, and it turned out that the wicked person who didn't mention the cause at all sued first.

"No, it's not like that! He was the one who insulted us first," seeing the other party's complaint, Ma Yun also stood up and angrily accused, he didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing when he first returned to the United States after taking over the political discipline.

"If there is any conflict, please go outside to solve it, in order to ensure the normal residence of other guests, the hotel prohibits fighting," the security guard seems to be familiar with this kind of thing, and does not mix with the contradictions between the two sides, but leads to trouble, as a hotel security guard, his duty is to maintain the security of the hotel, not the general mediation of the police.