If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

As soon as he finished speaking, the door behind him opened.

A manager in a suit came from behind the door.

He glanced at the screen first, looking a little surprised.

But didn't say anything superfluous.

Instead, hold the mouse and click a few times on the screen.

"Guest, your room card has been processed, thank you for checking in."

The manager took out three room cards and handed them out one by one.

Jiang Honghe took his card with a blank expression on his face.

"It seems that we haven't swiped our ID cards yet...?"

The manager smiled politely: "No need to look at the ID card."

"yes?"

"Yes sir, nice stay."

Jiang Honghe felt that what happened today was really strange.

First, Manager Liu toasted himself inexplicably.

Then the hotel opened up inexplicably.

It's weird that you don't even need an ID card now.

"Oh, by the way, how much did these rooms cost?"

The manager looked surprised: "Huh?"

Jiang Honghe glanced at Feng Siruo: "I have to return the money to my niece and daughter-in-law. I can't swipe her card."

niece-in-law...

Hearing these three words, Feng Siruo felt his cheeks whimper.

It was red and hot as if it had been touched by fire.

"Sir, I don't need to spend money on this stay, I wish you a good day."

"No... no money?"

Hearing this, Jiang Honghe was shocked.

Are you dreaming now?

Are you still awake on the plane to Beihai?

How can you stay in a hotel without paying for it?

And it's not that kind of small hotel.

This is obviously a star hotel.

At the same time, Mr. Chen, who was beside him, finally couldn't bear it any longer.

He also thinks what happened today is very strange.

Why does the whole world turn to him as an employee? !

The partner is like this, and now even the hotel is like this?

So he strode over and took a look at Jiang Honghe's card.

"Hey, you got it wrong!"

The manager frowned slightly: "What went wrong?"

President Chen pointed to the room card: "Why is it written on the presidential suite? Can he have this money?"

"Oh, yes, all the guests of the Feng family will be arranged in the presidential suite."

"..."

Feng family?

Where did the Feng family come from?

Whose home is the Feng family?

President Chen was at a loss because he didn't know Feng Siruo.

I just feel that this sudden surname is inexplicable.

"Husband, why don't we live in the presidential suite too' 〃?"

Mrs. Chen was a little unwilling to be compared: "It's hard to come out once, it doesn't matter if you live better."

President Chen was not willing to be crushed by the staff, so he looked at the manager: "How much is the presidential suite here?"

"Mr. 28,100 Nights."

"Twenty-eight?"

"Yes, we are equipped with Mercedes-Benz to pick up the guests who live in the general suite."

Mr. Chen felt that his tongue was a little numb.

He does have the money, but staying in a hotel for one night is not worth it.

He was deeply distressed that he had spent 5,000 to reserve that table.

Where to sleep is not sleep?

Is it possible to wake up in the total set and become a multi-millionaire?

"Okay, okay, what presidential suite do you live in? Do you look like the president?"

Mr. Chen looked bored and went to the elevator with his bag in hand.

Although this is said to his wife.

But in fact, it is still belittling Jiang Honghe's family.

How about staying in the Presidential Suite? Isn't it still one of his little supervisors?

At that time, Mrs. Chen also gave Jiang's family a hard look.

Then she took her daughter and caught up with President Chen angrily.

"Uncle, it is estimated that you will have to wear small shoes when you go back."

"Can't you?"

Jiang Zhou sighed: "This family is too poor in character, you're going to be out of luck."

Wei Hongxia was a little uneasy: "Jiang Zhou, don't curse your uncle!"

"Don't worry auntie, let's enjoy the feeling of the presidential suite for one night, and think about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

"But everything is so strange today. Why did Mr. Liu toast your uncle?"

Jiang Zhou glanced at his uncle: "This is the charm of the Jiang family. Auntie, you are married to the right person."

Jiang Honghe thought it was good: "Charm is the basic quality of our family."

"What's the matter with staying in a hotel without spending money?"

"Who knows, let's go back and rest early."

Jiang Zhou was talking and glanced at Feng Siruo.

The girl was staring at them, and she couldn't help blushing when he saw it.

The night was just deep, and the sky was full of stars.

The whole family took a special elevator.

After reaching the top floor, the uncle and aunt opened the door.

Then they were stunned by what they saw.

Huge room with living room, secondary bedroom, master bedroom and office.

The complete set of leather furniture reflects a lot of light under the light of the lamps.

In particular, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows can almost overlook the entire North Sea.

"This...is there really no money here?"

Auntie was a little flustered.

This kind of room is no problem for the whole family, let alone one person.

But for a room like this, the hotel opened three sets in one go!

"Husband, why do I feel like I'm dreaming?"

Jiang Honghe was silent for a while: "Jiang Zhou has found an incredible girlfriend."

Wei Hongxia was stunned for a moment: "You mean that girl who doesn't like to talk?"

"Yes, didn't you listen to the hotel, we are the guests of the Feng family!"

"Yes, that girl's surname is Feng Lai."

Jiang Hongshan and Wei Hongxia looked at each other, feeling a little numb in their hearts.

Jiang Zhou kidnapped the princess of which country?

Meanwhile, in room 3.

Jiang Zhou lay on the sofa and hiccupped.

On the other hand, Feng Siruo was lying on the side of the coffee table, fiddling with a pot of Wensong on it.

"¨. Wife?"

"Not my wife!"

Jiang Zhou turned to his side: "What is your card for?"

Feng Siruo took it out and handed it to him: "The door is open."

"What about this hotel?"

"My family."

Jiang Zhou took a deep breath and felt the strength of the Feng family again.

Beihai is indeed the base camp of the Feng family.

As a family member of the Feng family, you can really walk sideways here.

After all, Feng Siruo could go to the hotel with an access card to open three general suites.

"Your family is so rich, how hard do I have to work to marry you?"

Feng Siruo's cheeks were slightly red: "I don't know."

Jiang Zhou glanced at the bedroom: "How about... cook a cooked meal with raw rice first?"

"don't want!"

"Don't forget it."

Jiang Zhou sat up and turned on the TV.

At that time, Beihai Satellite TV was broadcasting the weather forecast.

According to the Bureau of Meteorology, there will be a sleet for the next three days.

Jiang Zhou smiled.

Now the weather forecast is weirder than a girl's.

You said it would not rain when it rained.

You said that the sun does not come out on a sunny day.

Oh, so much like love.

But the next three days will be sunny again, which is also good news.

"Jiang Zhou..."

"Um?"

Feng Siruo glanced out the window: "It's getting dark."

Jiang Zhou was slightly taken aback: "Want to go home?"

"No, but the family will know."

"Come on, I'll take you back."

Feng Siruo raised his face: "Then are you coming tomorrow?"

Jiang Zhou patted his head: "In the afternoon, I will go to Qingqian Villa to see you in the afternoon."

"it is good."

After speaking, Jiang Zhou picked up the car keys and took her downstairs.

At this time, the night outside the hotel was very dark.

The moon is covered in clouds and does not emit light.

Mr. Chen was standing outside the hotel smoking a cigarette.

Suddenly, I saw Jiang Zhou driving by.

There was some doubt on his face.

Didn't the Jiang Honghe family come by plane?

Why does his nephew still have a car? rental?

Mr. Chen glanced at the car logo for a while.

What a broken car, but also a triangular car logo.

He has never seen it.

President Chen threw away the cigarette butts and turned back to the hotel.