Seeing Zhang Cheng driving straight to the Shengting Hotel, Zhao Wushuang panicked and hurriedly said: "Oh, people just talk about it, why do you take it seriously, there is really no need to go there......"

Zhao Wushuang was coquettish. It's not that she wants to save money for Zhang Cheng, and it's not that she can't get on the stage, but in fact, like the Holy Court Hotel, Zhao Wushuang has really been there twice before, and it is because she has been there that she doesn't want to go again, because the two times she went to the Holy Court Hotel for a banquet, she met the first prince of Jiangcheng and Yao Zhihao.

was disturbed by Yao Zhihao every time, although she didn't give Yao Zhihao a good face in the end, she really didn't want to see that prodigal boy again.

Zhang Chengke didn't care so much, the words had already been spoken, just like spitting foam, how could there be any reason to take it back, no matter how much Zhao Wushuang dissuaded, he finally drove the car to the door of the Shengting Hotel.

Under the guidance of the security guard in front of the hotel, Zhang Cheng parked in a parking space. Zhao Wushuang didn't say anything at this time, and entered this splendid five-star hotel with Zhang Cheng.

Shengting Hotel really lives up to its name, whether it is the appearance or interior decoration of the hotel, it is extremely luxurious and luxurious, the tall and smiling welcome lady, the gentle and amiable guest, the sweet-looking elevator clerk, the blue beauty, the smiling face, the whisper, people feel, as if entering a daughter country.

"It's good to be rich! It's all about having a meal! ”

Zhang Cheng said secretly, his face unconsciously revealing a sense of superiority.

Walking into the first floor of the hall, Zhao Wushuang's face that had been tense loosened again, and Hao's arm replaced Zhang Cheng's arm without warning, which was beyond Zhang Cheng's expectations, but helplessly, in front of the public, he couldn't shake off the soft arm.

In the process of entering the hotel, Zhao Wushuang had been observing Zhang Cheng's face, and from Zhang Cheng's face, she couldn't capture the kind of countryman entering the city. At this time, she finally believed that Zhang Cheng's words in the car were not nonsense. This young man is really rich.

With such an idea, Zhao Wushuang smiled all the way and changed Zhang Cheng to a table on the second floor.

The huge dining room on the second floor was full of diners, people were talking in low voices, eating and drinking slowly, no one was making loud noises, and everyone was eating in a civilized manner.

The atmosphere is quiet and peaceful, more than a hundred times stronger than ordinary restaurants like gathering people.

Zhang Cheng ordered a large table of dishes, ordered two bottles of French Bordeaux red wine, looking at this table of dishes, Zhao Wushuang secretly stammered, Zhao Wushuang has been here, naturally has an understanding of the price of dishes here, ordered such a table of dishes, and they are all high-end dishes, plus two bottles of French Dennis, it will cost almost 20,000 yuan.

Facts once again confirm that Zhang Cheng is not poor.

"Order so much, you're going to pack it back!" Zhao Wushuang complained as if he was authentic.

"I've never been in the habit of packing."

"Then you finish eating this dish, I don't know if it's a shame to waste!"

"Why, now you know how to save me money? ……！ Zhang Chengchu smiled narrowly: "Then if you marry me in the future, I don't know how to save my province......

"Die, think beautifully, who wants to marry you......" Zhao Wushuang smiled with disgust at the corners of his eyes, and broke through the wasteland and flew slightly, and the appearance of a thousand charming and charming styles made Zhang Cheng's heart ripple for a while.

"Come, now is not the time to talk about marriage, now is the time to eat!" Zhang Cheng picked up the chopsticks and ate it, not to mention, the dishes of this five-star hotel are delicious, a table of dishes, sweet and sour, spicy, each with its own taste, crispy and soft, with different tastes, in short, each dish is very distinctive, and just right, which makes people love it.

"Eat, eat and drink in large quantities, and rest when you get drunk!" Zhang Cheng said briskly, pouring the wine for Zhao Wushuang.

"I don't drink red wine, it's hard to drink, and I get on it when I drink it!" Zhao Wushuang pouted. She doesn't drink well, she gets drunk when she gets drunk, and she doesn't want Zhang Cheng to see her drunk.

Zhang Cheng waved to the waiter: "Take a bottle of Sprite." ”

Then he smiled at Zhao Wushuang and said: "Red wine and Sprite, glass after glass, it's the first time we've eaten together, so you have to have a drink with me." ”

"That's not going to work, we have to have a sober one, who is drunk and driving."

"Cut, what are you afraid of, we're both drunk, I'll book a presidential suite here, and we'll live here tonight!"

This was ambiguous enough, and Zhao Wushuang's white jade-like face turned red:

"Go, I don't want to live here!"

Just as the two were flirting, a young man dressed in a floral cloth shirt and dressed as a son-in-law walked over with two tall and burly men holding wine glasses.

"Two, it's really a pleasure."

The young man slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and greeted him with a smile, which was gloomy and clearly ill-intentioned.

Zhao Wushuang looked up, and suddenly changed his face, afraid of something, and actually met Yao Zhihao at this time.

"Yo yo, French Dennis, you still have a good surname," Yao Zhihao smiled so gloomily that he could almost kill when he saw the wine bottle on the table.

"Wushuang, my dear Miss Wushuang, who told me she never drinks. Uh-uh...... So you like little white faces, huh? Yao Zhihao sarcastically forced his face in front of Zhao Wushuang's face. It's almost blasphemous.

Zhao Wushuang, who was poked in the underbelly, had a gloomy face. At a drinking party not long ago, Yao Zhihao wanted to get Zhao Wushuang drunk, but Zhao Wushuang directly said that he didn't know how to drink, which made Yao Zhihao white.

"Where's the wild dog, get out of the way." Zhang Cheng poured a glass of wine directly on Yao Zhihao's face.

Zhao Wushuang stood up with a pale face.

Yao Zhihao's surname and background, Zhao Wushuang has also heard of it, this is known as the first young master of the Yao family in Jiangcheng, and there is also a mixed name, called "Golden Gun Little Overlord". He likes to play with women, and, the tastes are more mixed, when his body has not yet developed, he has begun to test the gun on female classmates, over the years, I don't know how many young girls have been destroyed, young women from good families. Of course, he also likes to play with men, as long as it is a man who has offended him, he has been crippled, and playing with women, he also likes to change his ways to play with men, such as once there was a handsome rich second generation who fought with him for women, but he was disfigured, a racer who raced with him and finally won him, and finally chopped off his hands, and a man who was very good at kung fu in bed and became famous in the industry association was finally cut by him his little brother. There's no way, who made him the little overlord of the golden gun, as soon as this reputation comes out, who dares to be strong in bed, that's not looking for death!

Yao Zhihao's face was stunned, but he didn't move, nor did he wipe the wine off his face, but turned his face to stare at Zhang Cheng. Eyes can kill.

The two bodyguards behind him were also stunned, because they had never seen such an arrogant person who dared to pour wine at Yao Shao, since this person was friends with Zhao Damei, then he shouldn't know Yao Shao, this kind of death-seeking thing is only afraid that even a fool will not do it.

Could it be that this person is more powerful than Yao Shao, so who is he sacred? Although they had concerns, they still pounced on Zhang Cheng as soon as their responsibilities were located.

"Stop, I'll see which of you dares to do it!" Zhao Wushuang was afraid that Zhang Cheng would suffer a loss, so he immediately had the courage to shout, trying in vain to stop the two brutes with momentum, although it was in public, but she knew that as long as Yao Zhihao didn't mind, Zhang Cheng would still have to be crippled. That's not what she wanted to see.

Those two bodyguards had never heard of Zhao Wushuang's words. Punched at Zhang Cheng.

Dealing with these two little ones, it was too easy, Zhang Cheng sat still, and when the opponent's fist hit him, he reached out and grabbed the punch and squeezed it gently......

Yes~~~

With a cry of pain, the bodyguard's face was distorted, and the knuckles of his fingers crackled and broken, making the ghost cry wolf in pain.

Zhang Cheng's current strength is comparable to that of a polar bear, with a slight pinch, he can break his muscles and bones, and he deserves the bad luck of the bodyguard, who let his master mess with someone who shouldn't be messed with!

At this time, the fist of another bodyguard also swept over, Zhang Cheng stretched out his left hand, so he grabbed the bodyguard's hand, pinched it gently, and a crackling sound came out, and the bodyguard's hand bones didn't know how many pieces were crushed? He let out the same ghost cry wolf howl, and his face suddenly turned pale as paper.

Crushing the bones of the two hands, Zhang Cheng still didn't let go, pressed his hand down, and pressed the hand on the table.

The fight was long, but it was actually five seconds, and when I heard the screams, all the diners in the hall on the first floor were alarmed, and they looked around in panic, not knowing what was going on.

Zhao Wushuang, who was closest to him, was dumbfounded and covered his mouth with his hand.

It's not like she's never seen such a fight, but this time, it was completely unexpected for her, Zhang Cheng, who originally thought she was at a loss, subdued two bodyguards who were as tall as cattle in a very short period of time.