Chapter 406

When Qin Xiaobing was mentioned, Fang Yuan thought it was a joke.

No matter what the protagonist in the joke does, it is of course that way. There are some brain crippled behaviors, some moved, but more warm, which will make people feel inexplicably better.

Fang Yuan cherished Qin Xiaobing's concern for him, so when talking about her with Mo Beibei, he obviously showed the meaning of continuing the misunderstanding: sometimes, misunderstanding is also a kind of beauty.

Just like what some MLM industries are pursuing: we deceive you, it's just a white lie.

After Fang Yuan finished, Mobei also smiled.

The smile is quiet and envious.

She felt that Fang Yuan was right. Anyone would be like him. She cherished the misunderstanding with Qin Xiaobing and hoped that it would continue forever, because this feeling, which is not emotional, has a calming effect.

"She's my friend. Well, she's my friend."

When the car stopped in the parking lot of yuanyao Hotel, Fang Yuan repeated it softly, and then opened the door and got off.

At this time, it is around 8:30 p.m., which is the prime time of major hotels. There are many cars parked in the parking lot, most of which are good cars above BMW and Mercedes Benz.

After all, yuanyao hotel is a five-star hotel, which is not affordable for ordinary office workers. Even if they want to come, they "have no face" to drive a car under 150000, not to mention the tens of thousands of yuan in Mobei north.

Sure enough, after seeing these cars driving into the parking lot, the little brother in charge of parking didn't come in time.

Parking boys also need dignity.

But when they saw the appearance of the square, they ran over with the fastest speed and the most sincere smile on their faces.

No way. When Mr. Fang came last time, the new general manager of the hotel personally sent him out of the hall.

The Lord who can let foreign bosses send it out in person and has a respectful face is definitely worth their good flattery.

Zhang Xin, the human spirit of the parking younger brother, can certainly see that after he threw the key to a younger brother with a smile, just like all ladies, she took out a few big bills from the famous brand bag she just bought and handed them over.

Now sister Xin is also a rich man. Although she can't compare with those hundreds of millions of rich women, it's still very easy to spend three or five hundred dollars to buy out her parking brother's hospitality for half a minute when she is in a good mood.

"Hello, Mr. Fang!"

Several parking boys ran to the front of the square and bowed to say hello.

"Hard work, brothers."

Since others give face like this, Mr. Fang naturally doesn't mind giving them some small benefits.

What's more, more than a dozen gorgeous women are watching. It's still necessary to take out the 1000 yuan left by Qin Xiaobing and throw it out.

Naturally, the younger brothers immediately smiled and couldn't help bending down to thank them. More people quickly informed the lobby manager.

"Hey, brother yuan, look."

When Fang Yuan was surrounded by twelve golden hairpins and three King Kong (Liu Guangli and Han Jun from the public relations department) and stepped onto the stage, Han Jun came up and raised his hand to point not far away.

Fang Yuan looked back -- there was Xia Xiaoyun's BMW and the general cayenne.

"Ho Ho, they are here too. What a coincidence. It's a pity that we can't share a table with them, or I'll kill them with Maotai! "

Zhang Xin sneered and pinched her waist with her left hand.

"Sister Xin, it's a waste to fill those legs with Maotai. Erguotou will do."

Immediately, there were several young women who responded with a proud smile.

A group of sexy young women, standing at the door of the hall, are really attractive, but more disgusting: This is one of the best hotels in the Tang Dynasty. Why are there a group of low-quality working girls?

Zhang Xin and others didn't mind the contemptuous eyes of those people. Instead, they were more arrogant. The little leather shoes clicked and the little man's waist almost folded. As if no one else was around, brother yuan walked into the hotel lobby.

As soon as he entered, the lobby manager, wearing a black flower sleeveless cheongsam and small red shoes with high heels, greeted him step by step, with an appropriate surprise expression on his face: "Mr. Fang, you're coming!"

Fang Yuan knows the lobby manager.

When he brought Lin Er, Lao Chen and others to the tooth sacrifice, Luo Xiaoyu was still a etiquette lady at that time. Donkeys were not allowed to enter the door, and some unhappiness occurred.

At that time, it was also received by the lobby manager.

That scene seemed to have happened yesterday, but it was only one night that Luo Xiaoyu became the vice president and swaggered -- but the lobby manager was still the lobby manager.

Fang Yuan remembers that the lobby manager seems to be surnamed Han, and his working ability is also very good. The reason why he failed to make greater progress is that he didn't meet Bole like President Xia, and his life is not as good as Luo Xiaoyu.

"Hello, manager Han."

Fang Yuan smiled and shook manager Han's small hand. Then he loosened it. After looking at the young women around him, he asked: "I invited my colleagues to dinner tonight. I'm in a hurry. I didn't call to make an appointment. Is there a box?"

"Yes, yes, no matter when you come, Mr. Fang, yuanyao hotel will have a box reserved for you. This is ordered by the general manager - Mr. Fang, do you want to inform the general manager?"

Manager Han respectfully asked for instructions.

"No, we just get together casually. It's nothing important. Don't bother your boss."

Fang Yuan shook his head and declined, thinking: the boss is very good at coming and reserves a box for his friends at any time. Well, when you have a chance to see him, give him a compliment. I hope he can make persistent efforts.

Mr. Fang Yuanfang is definitely the most distinguished guest at the Tangwang store of yuanyao hotel.

The special box reserved for the most expensive guests must be of high level. It not only has enough space, but also has a separate lounge and a KTV Concert Hall of more than 30 square meters for guests to relax and rest.

As for the reception banquet, it must be different. Fang Yuan and others had just entered the box for ten minutes at most. Six waitresses in white cheongsam, led by manager Han, came in with a dining car.

He also presented two Lafite wines of 82 years. It is said that the hotel is specially reserved for Mr. Fang - he can enjoy this value-added and free treatment when he goes to any yuanyao hotel in the world.

Mr. Fang readily accepted it without any embarrassment.

If you, the backstage boss of the Grand Hotel, the little demon, took away all your family wealth of hundreds of millions, would you thank her for taking care of your meal?

Of course not.

So Mr. Fang won't either. After having a few greetings with manager Han (in fact, there are other managers, and the boss happens to be not in the hotel), he had a drink together and asked them to go around. Then he asked everyone to sit down and have a good drink.

Zhang Xin and others came to Fangyuan once before. They were not too surprised by the hotel's value-added enthusiasm, but Liu Guangli, who came to this noble place for the first time, was silly.

Especially when Zhang Xin and others said in a casual tone that the glass of red wine in his hand was worth tens of thousands of dollars, his little hand trembled and couldn't hold the cup: Cha, this glass of wine is worth my three-month salary? God, in the future, fools will not flatter minister Fang with a more respectful attitude!

Drink red wine, pay attention to a mood.

To be honest, it's really not suitable for these people in Fangyuan -- in other words, these women present, except Mobei Bei, are all women in wine. Their favorite is drinking in large bowls and eating large pieces of meat.

The best thing is to put a foot on the chair, and to hold the glass in the left hand (Baijiu), and to draw the right hand. "Good brother, eight horses, you drink a cup!"

Only in that way can we enjoy ourselves, be wild, and show the pride of young women who don't let men.

Fangyuan love this too, so he changed into Baijiu Moutai soon.

When people drink at the wine table, they have a bad habit, that is, exclusion.

If Liu Guangli doesn't come tonight, Zhang Xin and others will never give up if they don't pour two small fresh meat of Han Jun into a drunk chicken.

But Lao Liu was here tonight, so the sisters took it for granted that they aimed at him.

Lao Liu is also a shrewd man. When he finds himself the target of bombing, he will certainly decline in every way.

But I can't stand these professional women who persuade me to drink. This charming little girl snuggled up, leaned against her shoulder, and whined loudly. Brother -- don't you drink?

Chum, you'd better get out of here.

So, just after half an hour, Liu Guangli, who was actually a good drinker, completely became a dead dog and went under the table.

Han Jun dragged him out and threw him on the sofa next to him.

Keep drinking!

Sister Xin said that if you don't get drunk tonight, if anyone can go out soberly, it's not to give sister Xin face.

After drinking too much wine, you will not only faint, but also have urgent urination.

In more than ten minutes, Han Jun ran out to the bathroom for the second time.

The second time he came back, he leaned in Zhang Xin's ear and whispered something.

"Oh? President Xia, they are also on this floor. What a coincidence. "

After listening to Han Jun, Zhang Xin smiled disapprovingly and asked, "is that building always there?"

"Ang, she must be there, and her shabby bodyguards are full now. They are standing guard at the window like a telegraph pole."

Han Jun looked and was surrounded by two men. He whispered, "sister Xin, do you want to do something?"

Zhang Xin rolled her eyes and asked, "what can we do? Can't you really take the wine bottle and run over and kill them? Well, ignore the garbage. If we don't clean them up, they will be punished. "

"Well, what sister Xin said is that we have a large number of adults and don't have the same experience as them."

Han Jun nodded with a smile, picked up his wine glass and asked the desert north sitting on the right: "Xiaobei, let's go one?"

"I, I can't drink."

It seems that Mobei, who is incompatible with others, quickly shook his head and refused.

What else does Han Jun want to say? Zhang Xin frowned and said, "junzi, don't harass Xiaobei."

"Hey, hey, how dare I? Come on, Fangfang, let's do one!"

Han Jun knew that Zhang Xin trained him for his good, so he wouldn't have any dissatisfaction. He immediately shifted his goal.

After giving Zhang Xin a grateful smile, Mobei Bei stood up and whispered, "sister Xin, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Go out and turn left."

Zhang Xin shook her head with a smile, then picked up the wine glass and walked around: Li enfang's two fox spirits, why do they always pester brother yuan? How unreasonable!

After picking up the meal paper and gently wiping the corners of his mouth, Mobei walked out of the box.

In the corridor outside the box, I walked past the hotel waiter from time to time.

This floor is the VIP Building (President Xia's reception building, of course, the best box). The corridor is a 90 degree corner. They are here, and President Xia and they are in the box at the end of the corridor.