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Feng Siruo said seriously: "This is a discount card."

"A...discount?"

"Ah."

Jiang Zhou was more puzzled than his uncle.

He had seen this black card during the day.

This is not a bank card.

This is obviously the access card of Qingqian Villa.

Can this card also be swiped as a bank card?

drop---

at the same time.

The hotel receptionist who swiped his card widened his eyes.

"manager!"

"Manager, come here!".

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As soon as the voice fell, the door behind opened.

A manager in a suit came from behind the door.

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

But he didn't say anything superfluous.

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

"Guest, your room card is ready, 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 dazed expression.

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

The manager smiled politely: "There is 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 the room inexplicably.

Now it's strange not to even need an ID card.

"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 nephew and daughter-in-law, I can't use her card.

Nephew and daughter-in-law...

Hearing these three words, Feng Siruo felt his cheeks puff up.

It was like being touched by fire, red and hot.

"Sir, there is no need to spend money on this stay, I wish you a pleasant stay."

"No...doesn't cost money?"

Hearing this, Jiang Honghe was shocked.

Are you dreaming now?

Are you still awake on the plane to Beihai?

How can it be possible to live in a hotel without money?

And this is not that kind of small hotel.

This is obviously a star hotel.

At the same time, Mr. Chen at the side finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He also felt that today's events were extremely strange.

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

Partners are like this, and now even hotels are like this?

So he strode over, took Jiang Honghe's card and looked at it.

"Hey, you got it wrong!"

The manager frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Chen pointed to the room card: "Why does it say the presidential suite? Can he have the money?

"Oh, that's right, all the guests of the Feng family must be arranged in the presidential suite."

Feng family?

Where did the Feng family come from?

Whose home is Feng's?

Mr. 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 also live in the presidential suite~"? "

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

Mr. Chen was also unwilling to be overwhelmed by the employees, so he looked at the manager: "How much is the presidential suite here?"

"Twenty thousand and eighty-one nights, sir."

"Twenty-eight?"

"Yes, for the guests who live in the main suite, we are equipped with Mercedes-Benz shuttles."

Mr. Chen felt 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 so distressed that he spent five thousand to book the banquet just now.

Where is sleep not sleep?

Is it possible to become a multi-millionaire after waking up in the main set?

"Okay, okay, what kind of presidential suite do you live in, do you think you look like a president?"

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

Although I said this to my wife.

But in fact, they are still belittling Jiang Honghe's family.

How about staying in the presidential suite?Isn't he still a small supervisor under him?

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

Then she took her daughter and chased after Mr. Chen angrily.

"Uncle, I guess you will have to wear small shoes when you go back."

"Can't you?"

Jiang Zhou lamented: "The character of this family is too low, you are going to be unlucky."

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

"Don't worry, auntie, enjoy the feeling of filling the suite for one night first, and think about tomorrow's things tomorrow."

"But everything today is too strange. 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 thinks this is right: "Charm is the basic quality of our family."

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

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

Jiang Zhou glanced at Feng Siruo while talking.

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

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

The whole family boarded the special elevator.

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

Then they were stunned by everything in front of them.

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

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

Especially the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, which can almost overlook the entire North Sea.

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

Aunt panicked.

This kind of room can accommodate a whole family, let alone one person.

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

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