110 Rub a meal

Before he could enter the hotel, someone immediately greeted him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Miss Fang, please come here, is it still the private room from last time?" The people who came were smiling.

"Another private room?" Yang Hongle was happy.

The private room is good, you can eat more and better things, and there seems to be more variety to choose from.

What's more, many of the things in the private room are not dripping outside the lobby.

The person who came didn't look at Yang Hong, let alone respond to his words.

The scene at the gate, he had already seen it in his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that Miss Fang seemed to know each other, he would have stepped forward to pick up someone, looking for someone to eat at the door of the hotel, and Nima called himself the boss?

What kind of boss did this work for?

He was ashamed of Yang Hong.

"Alright, you go down, I know the way." Fang Wen waved her hand.

Uh~ The man sneered and stepped back.

There's no way, if you keep sticking to it, maybe you'll be harassed by complaints.

Looking at Yang Hong, who was swaggering behind, he was a little jealous, and he actually rubbed the attention of Miss Fang's family, could it be that now if you want to be rich and beautiful, you need a special method?

No, you must try it tomorrow! The man's face was cloudy.

If you can really soak in a high rich beauty, Nima, who is still an employee in this big hotel, will lie in bed in the morning, and be as comfortable as you want.

And there are free meals and banknotes, which is his dream.

Having made up his mind, he immediately laughed, as if it were a flower.

As everyone knows, he ended up in prison for several years because of this method, because Nima Sex SAO disturbed a rich and noble daughter.

The eldest lady was angry, and naturally sat in prison.

"That's not an elevator?" Seeing Fang Wen crossing the elevator, Yang Hong frowned, could it be that he wanted to take him up the stairs?

This is not a good thing, although his body has been amplified by the Devouring Worm, he still prefers convenient methods, such as taking the elevator.

"We go to the top floor, these elevators can't get there, we need a special elevator." Fang Wen led the way in front.

"Oh~" Yang Hong was a little embarrassed.

"The top floor?" Liang Weihong was taken aback.

Yang Hong didn't pay attention to the floor of this hotel because Fang Wen, but he paid attention to the fact that this hotel was at least over 100 floors.

As with buying a property, the higher the floor, the more expensive it is.

Nima on the top floor, what should be the identity of the person who is entertaining? Liang Weihong suddenly became cautious and did not dare to say more.

The special elevator is a relatively small trackless elevator, after the three people enter, a snort, only more than ten seconds, will go straight to the top floor.

During the whole process, you can't even feel the pressure of the rapid rise, it's like you just walked in, and when you come out, you have already arrived at your destination.

Yang Hong couldn't feel the mystery of this thing, but Liang Weihong became more and more cautious and dared not speak out.

People who can enjoy this kind of special elevator are definitely dozens or hundreds of times more valuable than Yang Hong!

On the top floor, there is a space about one-third of the floor, and in the center is a large room, but it looks like a kitchen.

Around this super large kitchen, there are ten private rooms separated by the wall.

Outside the elevator, two rows of waiters, dressed in the same color and looking like superstars, smiled and nodded respectfully at them.

However, when they saw Yang Hong and the others, their smiles were obviously a little stiff.

Because of the clothes and temperament of Yang Hong and the others, they don't look like rich and noble people at all, but like two dirt buns.

Fortunately, these waiters received good manners, and in a blink of an eye, they were restored to their original state. The people who can come to this level have no identity, at least have a relationship, and this is not a character they can offend.

With Fang Wen, she finally came to the designated private room.

"Wow!" Seeing the situation in the private room, Yang Hong was taken aback.

The whole private room is decorated like a super luxurious living room, with a dining table in the center, a small bar counter in the corner, sofa lounge chairs, and several virtual cabins.

Someone invited a guest, and when he arrived at the place, he naturally drilled a table and sat on a chair, and Yang Hong sat on the side of the table unceremoniously.

As for those virtual cabins, Yang Hong said that he was tired of playing today.

"Huh? Why are you still bringing outsiders here? ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Who?" Yang Hong was surprised, because after entering the private room, he hadn't noticed that there was anyone inside.

"Who are you?" In the virtual cabin in the corner, a figure walked out.

This is a young man about the same age as Fang Wen, with a delicate face, also wearing a tight suit, and bursting a body of strong muscles that have already been formed.

"You ask me?" Yang Hong pointed back at himself.

The young man glanced at Yang Hong, and found that he was dressed like a dirt bun, so he couldn't help frowning, and then turned his head to look at Fang Wen, revealing a puzzled gaze.

Fang Wen shrugged: "Come and rub the rice." ”

The young man stumbled and rubbed his meal?

What is the reason for this?

"They were also invited by Sister Deng?" The young man asked, as he stood still.

Before Fang Wen could respond, Yang Hong was already angry: "Boy, what do I ask you?" ”

"Why aren't you polite at all?"

Not polite?

The young man was stunned.

Fang Wen was also stunned, and then covered her mouth and laughed.

"My name is Feng Tao." After the young man finished speaking, his brows furrowed: "Okay, now it's your turn to tell me, who are you?" ”

"You're a little polite." Yang Hong nodded with a big grin: "My name is Yang Hong, you can call me Master Hong, you can also call me Brother Hong, of course, you can also call me Boss Yang." ”

Yang Hong? Hong Ye? Brother Hong? Boss Yang?

Feng Tao laughed angrily, boss, what kind of boss is it, who dares to let him be called Master Hong, Brother Hong?

Still polite? Who is the most rude one in TM?

In other words, he was the first to enter the private room.

"Listen, this is Sister Deng's private room, if you are fine, please leave immediately, I can not pursue what you just said." In front of Fang Wen, Feng Tao tried his best to be polite.

But it all seemed to be in vain.

"What to leave? I'm following my men to rub the drops of rice. Yang Hongzhen said as a matter of course.

"Subordinates?" Feng Tao was stunned and pointed at Fang Wen: "She is your subordinate?" ”

Still rubbing rice? When did rubbing rice become a just-in-board reason?

"That's right, as the boss, is it in your way to follow your subordinates to eat?" Yang Hong hummed.

No way! Feng Tao almost wanted to scold, as the boss, embarrassed to follow his subordinates to eat?

Moreover, when did Fang Wen become someone else's subordinate, and Nima's is still a subordinate of the teasing soil bun?

Fang Wen obviously didn't intend to explain anything, she looked at Feng Tao funny, and then her eyes fell on Yang Hong again.

At this moment, she noticed that Yang Hong seemed to be very interesting.

Coo~

Suddenly, Yang Hong's stomach rumbled.

"What's your name, what time is it, why don't you ask someone to serve the food, do you want to starve the guests?" Yang Hong was very dissatisfied with the people who invited him.

"I ...... I ......" The corners of Feng Tao's mouth twitched, his head obviously couldn't turn, and he didn't know what was going on.

Fang Wen on the side almost laughed.