Punch in the heavens

Chapter 10 Under the Plan (Three Requests)
Today is another beautiful day, and a comfortable and happy life starts with checking in every day.Looking at his light blue system panel, dialect lightly tapped on the punch button.

For some reason, every time he wakes up and clicks on the panel to check in, he feels like going to work.

"Ding, I checked in successfully, and got a pair of underwear from a third-tier male celebrity."

"Forehead"

Dialect's face darkened in an instant, and he felt that his good mood for the day was ruined by this silly system.Since the last time he complained that the system was unreliable, the system did not provide him with women's products, but instead provided men's products.

However, he really doesn’t need it. This stupid system only gives him some used things. Does he seem to be short of money?Funny, he is a billionaire, but he is not proud of it.

Counting the time, tomorrow is the baseball game Bill mentioned. Nicky hasn't been seen taking action these days, and he has to run outside almost every day.

Come to think of it, Nicky won't be planning to make a shot at tomorrow's baseball game, but he has to leave Oak Manor, go to the hotel, and stay here all day. Even if Nicky has the heart, he doesn't have the guts!

The Box Hotel, the largest love hotel in Harlem, is also the sponsor of this baseball game. The cost of a baseball game is only 10,000+ dollars, but for those men and women who watch the game, the Box Hotel is full of fun. Hotels are definitely their first choice for living.

"Zhao Si'er, let's go, take me to the hotel."

"Come on, boss."

After so many days of getting along, Zhao Si'er has been conquered by the charm of the boss, and has become the most capable go-getter under the dialect.

The design of the Box Hotel is dominated by fiery red, filled with strong love elements, and there are decorations from all over the world: French bronze, Italian musical fountain, and Austrian piano.International first-class bedroom supplies, whether in the room or in the hall, there are all kinds of accessories with love elements.

Dialect did not hesitate to choose the Box Hotel, not for anything else, just because it is the closest hotel to the competition venue.

……

On the street outside the Box Hotel, a white Buick car happened to be parked outside. It was not difficult to see through the car window that the person inside was Farhad.

"Ni, Sher Yuan has entered the Box Hotel, probably to watch tomorrow's baseball game, so you can start taking action." Farhad told Nikki the information he saw on the phone.

"Very well, notify all the group performers and start to act. Come back!"

Although he didn't know when Nicky would make a move, Fang Yan knew that only when he went out more could he create opportunities for his opponent.These days, he also asked people to investigate Nicky, anyway, if he encountered it, he would definitely recognize it.

Walking in the hotel, I saw a lot of strange things yesterday.Isn't this a love hotel? It stands to reason that some things should appear in pairs, but the balloons that walked into the center were gathered in groups of five.

"Let me tell you, today is my 55th birthday, and I want to hold a banquet at your hotel. Why, can't love hotels help people celebrate birthdays? Find your boss."

The noise at the front desk of the hotel attracted dialect's attention. It seemed that an old man wanted to celebrate his birthday in a love hotel, but the hotel did not agree.

The lady at the front desk of the hotel even thought that the old man was here to make trouble. He was 55 years old, and he didn't celebrate his [-]th birthday. Besides, which normal person would celebrate his birthday in a love hotel?
Fang Yan shook his head and smiled, even he felt that the old man was a little messy, but that was the hotel's trouble, just watch the excitement.

The Box Hotel has a dedicated garden with a nice name - Garden of Eden.Just like where Ava and Shadang lived, there was a huge apple tree in the center of the Garden of Eden.

Dialect admired the designer hired by this hotel at the beginning. He was indeed the top in the industry. He planted small hints of love everywhere in this hotel, but he was not very friendly to single dogs.

Fang Yan thought of his mother's urging again, has he really reached the stage where he should find a girlfriend?

"Woo, woo, woo."

Just when the dialect was dazed, a dozen owls flew in from outside the garden. They hovered in the sky, and the scene was very spectacular.

The gardener in the garden showed a very surprised expression when he saw this scene. This is a garden about love. The appearance of these owls is definitely not an auspicious sign.

The gardener hurriedly propped up his stick, trying to disperse the owls in the sky, but he didn't expect that this would arouse the viciousness of these birds even more.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The owl hooted more and more violently, as if saying a number—55.

The hooting of the owl was indeed a bit scary. Fang Yan was about to leave the garden, but was hit by a running man and almost fell down.

"What's the matter with you, don't you have eyes?"

After seeing the man bumping into someone, he didn't intend to stop at all, but continued to run forward, and couldn't help asking.

The man was wearing a black T-shirt, but he had a huge 55 on his back. The number was milky white, which was very obvious against the black background.

The man didn't seem to hear the dialect shout at all, or he pretended not to hear it, and ran out of the garden in a hurry.

"Fuck, there are so many people out there these days, they are so incompetent. If I hadn't been good-tempered, I would have had Zhao Si'er catch you and let you know what rat tail juice is."

After doing this, Dialect completely lost the mood of playing in the park.Looking up at the sky, the huge fireball seemed to be telling him: Young man, it's thunder.

"Eat and eat, let's go, Zhao Si'er, I'm a little hungry." Looking at Father Sun above his head, dialect said that he can't be offended, can't be offended.

……

"Boss, according to your instructions, we have already done everything we need to do. Look at that revenge." In a dark corner outside Box Hotel, the man in black said to the phone.

"Very well, I am also in the hotel. The actors in your repertory troupe are very talented in acting. I have paid the money to your account and will arrive later." After finishing speaking, Farhad hung up the phone, and he Pick up the kitchen knife in your hand, it's time to serve.

Room 302 of the hotel has a wide view and is a presidential suite, so the price is not generally expensive.

"Boss, this hotel happens to have a Chinese chef, and his dishes are very famous. I have ordered the hotel to serve some special Chinese dishes." Zhao Si'er stood beside Fang Yan and said respectfully.

Dialect is actually not very interested in the Chinese food that Zhao Sier said. In foreign countries, except in Chinatown, it is rare to eat authentic Chinese food. In order to satisfy the curiosity and taste of foreigners, traditional Chinese food is often used by them. Changed beyond recognition.

Sure enough, when the dish was served, you told him it was Chinese food?
Sweet and sour pork, sweet and sour chicken, cold salad, stir-fried beef tenderloin with broccoli...

Dialect can only pick a few barely enough food to fill his stomach. Looking at this table of American Chinese food, he misses returning to the original world.

"what is this?"

Looking at the glass of colorful liquid on the table, Fang Yan asked curiously. He didn't ask for any drinks or drinks.

"Boss, this is a cocktail from the hotel, called 55% spirits." Zhao Si'er explained.

"It's 55 again!" Dialect thought in his heart, there must be a demon if something goes wrong, he is too predestined with the number 55 today, so predestined to make him feel that something is wrong.

Suppressing the suspicion in my heart, the dialect said: "It's wine, you should drink it, I don't really want to drink today."

As night fell, Fang Yan was lying on the bed, thinking about everything he encountered today, 55, a poisonous number, it seemed that everything he encountered today was related to 55.

"bang bang bang"

"Come in."

Zhao Si'er and Zhao Da were guarding outside Dialect's room, when someone knocked on the door, it was probably the two of them.

"Push"

Fang Yan squirted out a mouthful of salt soda, and a sexy and hot beauty wearing black stockings walked in, followed closely by his good subordinate-Zhao Si'er.

"You prepared this for me?" Fang Yan asked Zhao Si'er.

Zhao Si'er was also confused. Could it be that the boss is playing hard to get: "Boss, this woman said that the hotel called her to come over, so I brought her in."

The hotel's phone number, I don't know how many phones there are in this hotel, but it doesn't necessarily belong to him, Zhao Si'er is obviously being tricked.

If this is an ordinary lsp, if you see a sexy woman, you will still think so much, it is estimated that it will have gone off the rails long ago, but the dialect is not an ordinary person.

"Zhao Si'er, pick her up for me."

(End of this chapter)