Chapter 51: The Forgotten Little Brother

In this bleak moment when he can't go back to home, Chen Shaoming can only live back in the hotel, and the hotel he lived in before he bought a house is tired, and he doesn't even have special room service, so he decided to change to a new hotel to try it.

found a hotel on the Internet that is said to be the most luxurious and expensive, Chen Shaoming made a reservation call according to the introduction of the website, and booked a presidential suite that costs 20 million yuan a night.

Then I found a nearby coffee shop and waited for the hotel's special car to pick me up.

Chen Shaoming didn't have to wait too long, and soon a Bentley slowly drove from the far road and stopped at the door of the coffee shop, and then his mobile phone rang.

Pressing the mobile phone casually, Chen Shaoming took the coffee and walked to the hotel service staff who were waiting on the side, the tall black suit and a pair of white gloves were simply written on the face.

After showing the reservation information on the mobile phone, the hotel's service staff respectfully opened the car door and asked Chen Shaoming to get into the car, feeling the envious and jealous eyes from behind him, Chen Shaoming sat in the car in a comfortable mood.

Nothing to say all the way.

The car quickly stopped smoothly in front of the main entrance of the hotel, and took out a 50,000 yuan bill and handed it to the driver who helped him open the door.

Take the exclusive elevator of the presidential suite, all the way to the presidential suite unimpeded, because there is no luggage, so Chen Shaoming will bow and leave after opening the door.

Chen Shaoming hurriedly stopped the welcome young man who led the way, the driver gave a tip, how could he not give the welcome, he is not the kind of person who favors one over the other, the same 50,000 yuan is stuffed to the welcome, Chen Shaoming walked into the room in his thanks.

The first thing he did after entering the door was to fall on the bed, although it was not his own bed, but it felt much better than the hospital bed, Chen Shaoming's whole person was trapped in the mattress, wrapped in the soft feeling around him, and he was so lazy that he didn't want to move anymore.

However, when it came to the hotel, Chen Shaoming suddenly remembered Zhang Hanshuo, who had enthusiastically helped him renew, and then realized that he was hospitalized, as if no one had informed him, and now he was discharged from the hospital, and he didn't know that he had been stabbed in the hospital.

Feeling as if he was ignoring his little brother, Chen Shaoming turned over and took out his mobile phone to call Zhang Hanshuo, and the phone was quickly picked up.

"Brother, don't call me for almost a week, you thought you forgot me!" Zhang Hanshuo's aggrieved voice came.

"Huh~ You're talking to me in this kind of resentful tone, believe it or not, I really made you a resentful woman." Chen Shaoming's goosebumps were disgustingly dropped to the ground by Zhang Hanshuo.

"Okay, I'm wrong, brother, what have you been doing so busy lately? You haven't been looking for me to drink or anything? Zhang Hanshuo was not joking, and asked what Chen Shaoming had been doing recently.

Hearing Zhang Hanshuo's words, Chen Shaoming was also a little embarrassed, but as long as I got rid of the pot quickly, then no one could hold me accountable, so he hit me up.

"Do you have to let me go to you? You can't take the initiative to call me for a drink, in the end are you a brother, or am I a brother, I just want to see if I don't take the initiative to look for you, when will you remember to come to me. ”

"Wow, I'm not afraid that you're busy disturbing you, since you said so, can you have time later? There's a drinking party here that sent me an invitation, and it's not interesting for me to go alone, otherwise brother, you will accompany me, right? Zhang Hanshuo heard Chen Shaoming say this, and unceremoniously sent out an invitation, just because he didn't want to go to that kind of boring drinking party, and someone to accompany him could at least get through the boring time.

Chen Shaoming didn't expect Zhang Hanshuo to be waiting for him here, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only accept the invitation, but he didn't expect that the address of the cocktail party would be the banquet hall where he was staying in the hotel now.

After asking Zhang Hanshuo to gather in his room, Chen Shaoming hung up the phone, dialed the room service number, and asked the kitchen to prepare some food.

Since it is a banquet for a while, it will definitely not be as big as a wedding banquet on such a formal occasion, and it is estimated that there are various desserts on the table like in the TV series, and the only food that can fill the stomach is only a mouthful.

Filling your stomach in advance is the way of a smart person, although he has not participated in a party, he still has a lot of theoretical experience, Chen Shaoming held the tomahawk steak and gnawed on it, still praising his ideas in his heart.

Just when Chen Shaoming was halfway through eating, Zhang Hanshuo was late, his suit was straight, and his hair was shiny, knowing that he was going to a party, and thinking that it was midnight when the cowherd was preparing to go to work.

Chen Shaoming looked Zhang Hanshuo up and down and couldn't help but complain, "It's just a party, are you dressed like this?" Wouldn't it be nice to dress like me? ”

Zhang Hanshuo ignored Chen Shaoming's complaints, waved his hand to let the secretary who followed him in, the secretary was still carrying a suit covered with a dust bag, and carefully hung the suit on the rack in the room specially used to hang clothes, and the secretary left the room under Zhang Hanshuo's signal.

Chen Shaoming put down the steak in his hand and asked in surprise, "Don't tell me that this is the clothes you prepared for me?" ”

"Well, I know that you definitely won't go out in a suit, so I specially prepared it for you." Zhang Hanshuo said triumphantly.

"No, my casual clothes are quite formal, and they are all luxuries, all the same." Chen Shaoming glanced down at the brand-name casual clothes he bought at a great price, and shook his head to refuse without thinking about it.

He had worn a suit a few times before, and he didn't know if it was because he was not used to wearing it or for personal reasons, but he always felt that wearing a suit seemed to be wrapped in a shell, which was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

So when he saw the suit brought by Zhang Hanshuo, he immediately refused.

"Brother! At the banquet, you all wear suits, and if you wear a suit, it will make people think that you don't know how to be polite, listen to me once, and wear a suit. Zhang Hanshuo was in a hurry, if Chen Shaoming really wore casual clothes to the banquet, it is estimated that he would become the focus of the audience, and he would become famous with him.

"If you don't wear it, and you don't know what size I'm wearing, maybe it doesn't fit, isn't that even more embarrassing." Chen Shaoming pouted, still a little resistant to wearing a suit.

He really couldn't understand what was wrong with these so-called upper-class people, who had to wear suits to formal occasions? Not wearing it is disrespecting social etiquette? Which bastard set the etiquette? With the less than 300 years of history of the suit, what qualifications can be called etiquette.