Chapter 2066： Metropolitan Hotel

The "Avenue Tower" and "Chelsea Tower" of the Metropolitan Hotel in Las Vegas, two 184-meter high towers form the main body of the hotel.

From the standpoint of cost alone, the Metropolitan Hotel should be the most luxurious hotel in the entire city.

The cost of 3.9 billion U.S. dollars set a record for the cost of hotels in Las Vegas.

However, there is definitely no reason for inflation, and Alvin is really not able to see these two extremely modern towers.

Old men like him like the explicit luxury and upstart-style enjoyment in the Casa Palace...

The interior decoration of Metropolitan Hotel is full of modern art atmosphere, but for those who don't understand, you will only think that there is moisture in your 3.9 billion.

A few extremely heroic guests came to the Metropolitan Casino today...

Under the huge ceiling of the casino, five obviously disguised men, surrounded by more than a dozen sexy-dressed girls, presumptuously held up spirits and wished them victory...

The security and the person in charge of the casino are going crazy!

Manhattan Tomahawk and Iron Man are at the stall near the wedding, with fake beards and baseball caps coming to party by themselves...

Is this okay?

That's all about Fox. Is that Miss Pepper Potts such a talkative person?

The security officer of Metropolis is a bald middle-aged man. He looked at the picture on the monitor and sighed helplessly. He turned to his hands and said: "Go and inform the boss, and then give the paparazzi at the door 500 yuan per person. The bargaining chip, tell them not to move around the hotel today."

The middle-aged bald head looked at Alvin in the monitor standing on the sofa, holding up a handful of banknotes and arrogantly saying that he was going to "rob" the Metropolitan Hotel, and the girls around him cheered fanatically.

Then the guests in the casino began to follow along, and even the people in the VIP room heard the movement and started to walk out of the room...

The five short Iron Man is too appealing, and the tall Manhattan Tomahawk is too deterrent...

Those rich men in the VIP room pretending not to see through their disguise, as long as the guys with neat legs and feet have torn off their ties and want to join the carnival, by the way, they are trying to get a relationship with them.

People with a little bit of energy now know what those two big brothers represent...

It's not just a question of wealth!

Regardless of the terrible scale of several major groups...

Too high-end alien technology projects, they only negotiate with national-level opponents, the actual final distribution of the cake is the task of the national defense ministry, and companies worth less than 50 billion are not eligible to get involved.

But they have a more important industry, that is, new energy companies...

Stark Group, Osborne Group, and Steel Digital Group have jointly monopolized the new energy supply chain in the United States.

Stark produced new energy technology, Osborne produced power transmission technology, Alvin produced, um, a battle axe...

The old butlers Albus and Greenward led the project, and the power company became the top five super company in the United States as soon as it went public.

This is the earth industry that Alvin and the others discussed at the time and left to the children.

Although we haven't seen any gains yet, the trillions of infrastructure projects are actually put there.

And the huge industrial chain derived from these infrastructure projects is a huge piece of fat.

Anyone who has just one bite in it will be able to live a life of worry-free food and clothing, and those rich men who take private jets to Las Vegas to have fun everyday can double their value by just one bite.

Alvin and Stark are "Monk Tang" in the eyes of this group. Who doesn't want to go up and get acquainted with the two big guys who are coming to make-up?

They come with makeup just to get rid of their terrifying identity, and after ignoring those auras, they should be easier to deal with.

This is a rare opportunity!

The hotel’s owner Terry Benedict walked into the surveillance room...

This is a guy who lives like a clock. He looks very graceful on the outside. In fact, he is a smart, tough and brutal capitalist.

With funds from the gangs on the West Coast of the United States, he forcibly laid a huge foundation in Las Vegas.

Looking at the chaos in the casino, Terry Bendinick said to the bald head: "When did they come? The news I got was that they were staying in Caesars Palace..."

The middle-aged bald head looked at Terry with a slightly frowning brow. He hesitated and said: "Our people spent 5,000 yuan and got news from the French chef at Caesars Palace...

Manhattan Tomahawk and Iron Man came to Las Vegas to have a bachelor party!

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Those girls are among the top ten in Iron Man's TV station dancers...

FUCK, these two rich guys are really good at playing! "

Terry frowned and looked at the bald person in charge, and said in a deep voice, "I want to know why they came to me?

Receiving these two without preparation will make me very passive, and the casino guests are uneven, which will greatly reduce the value of their presence here. "

The bald person in charge knows his boss. What he means is to find out why Alvin and Stark are here, and then he can entertain them in a targeted manner, and at the same time notify the hotel's VIP to "play."

This is an information age, and the hotel’s first-hand news can give them a great impression of the guests.

If there is a little exclusive news, it is easy to win over a group of bold gamblers.

After all, where are those guys going to play cards instead of playing cards?

The security officer shrugged his shoulders with a weird expression, and said: "According to the French chef, Mr. Tomahawk and one of his friends had a ‘conflict’.

His friend is obviously not very reliable on the bachelor party.

So these two big brothers slipped out of the hotel through the confidential elevator and came to us for a carnival. "

Speaking of the security guard, pointing to a surveillance screen, a blond **** beauty and two tall bodyguards next to her, said: "Sir, this is Lisa, the hotel manager of Caesars Palace. She obviously throws at these two I am worried about coming here to open the Caesars Palace.

She has been sitting there and drank the third ‘Margarita’. Do I need someone to drive them away? "

Terry Bendinick listened, smiled and shook his head, and said: "NO, keep her sitting there, she is more convincing than any rumors.

The entrance of the casino is closed, and no VIPs of this hotel are allowed to enter. "

Speaking of Terry Bendnik, turning his head to look at a brown-haired secretary, he said, "Send invitations to all our VIP guests, and the content should be cryptic. I believe they should already know the news..."

The brown-haired secretary is a very awake person. She took down the boss’s request and said: "Boss, if VIPs from other hotels want to come in, how should we deal with it?"

Terry Bendnik pursed a mean mouth and said, "Tell them that the VIP spot in this shop is limited, and then ask them to call me."

The person in charge of security watched his boss boldly use the two big guys to pull business, he said carefully: "Boss, those two are not easy to mess with, we are like this..."

Terry Bendinick waved his hand and said, "How are we? We are doing our best to entertain them...

I personally go down and take a look, you stare at all the places in the hotel, don't let any suspicious people go.

Manhattan Tomahawk and Iron Man don't want others to'recognize' them, so we have to cooperate with them. "

Speaking, Terry Bendinick pointed to a surveillance screen and said, "Zoom in!"

On the screen is Colonel Rhodes with a sad face. Although this old man also made a simple disguise, he did not seem to have any thoughts of carnival.

A silver suitcase was tucked on his wrist, making the treasure of the Ministry of Defense a little restless, even the wine in his hand was not fragrant.

Terry Bendnik smiled and nodded and said: "The most commonly used phrase in the service industry is'what can I do for you', but unfortunately many people don't understand the essence.

Maybe those two look down on me, but I can embody my value..."

Colonel Rod was sitting on a sofa drinking sullen wine, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Alvin and the others who had left themselves behind and recklessly partying in the casino.

He knew that he was just "acting", but the value of the contents in his hand really made him frightened and fidgeting, especially when Lasevigas had a very good team of thieves.

Rejecting the third glass of whiskey from a girl, Colonel Rod decided to keep himself awake before the matter was settled.

Da Lao Hei JJ had a toy in his mouth that stretched out with one blow, and passed by Rod with his arms around two black girls in tight dresses. He laughed and said, "Man, take it easy, come and play. Son, Alvin and they want to play Texas Hold'em, let's go make some pocket money together..."

As he said, JJ squeezed his eyes at the two girls sitting next to Rod, and said, "Beauties, hurry up and put him on the gambling table. Your'salary' is in the box in his hand.

But if you want to get a full tip, you have to see if the colonel can win the money..."

Rod irritably shook his head at the two girls next to him, and said, "I need to stay awake. If you lose your'salary', you will hate me forever."

Speaking, Colonel Rod patted the box in his hand and said: "You certainly don't know what's in it. I can tell you that it is something that can make any woman go crazy.

As a custodian, I have to stay awake, but I have a little say in the contents of the box..."

When the two girls were pulling Rod’s arm in excitement and asking questions curiously, Terry Bentnick walked to Rod’s side and said with a polite smile: "Mr. Rod, what can I do? Do you serve?

Attending a friend's bachelor party, shouldn't you sit here alone. "

Rod took his gaze back from a girl's deep chest. He raised his head and looked at Terry Bentnick in a suit and leather shoes warily and said, "Who are you?"

Terry Bentnick spread his hands slightly and said: "I am Terry Bentnick, the owner of this shop. It is my duty to solve problems for the guests."

Speaking of Terry, he turned his head and glanced at the yelling Alvin. He smiled and said: "There are not many opportunities to party with such friends, especially at such a memorable moment as a bachelor party."

Rod took a look at the box in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head, saying: "I need the safest safe in the world. You obviously cannot meet my requirements.

Stark gave me a very precious thing for safekeeping, and I couldn't let it leave my sight. "

Terry Bentnick is very sensitive to the word "safe". He glanced at the suitcase in Rod's hand, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I have the safest vault in the world, if you need it. , You can put things in the vault for storage, and then take it away when you leave."

Speaking of Terry Bentnick, he looked at Rod carefully, and said, "You take the liberty to ask, what is in the box?

I can guarantee the safety of my vault, but before putting things in the vault, I must do a registration. "

Rod looked at Terry with his eyes slanted and said, "Are you sure your safe is the safest? In my experience, the safety of the safe depends on the value of the things stored in it.

And the higher the value, the lower the degree of safety..."

Terry has been observing Rod for a long time, he actually looks down on Rod, this guy looks like a small family, which makes him incompatible with the two big carnivals A box can fit in. What is valuable?

Terry thought he was humorous, and said, "Sir, please believe in the professionalism of our hotel. It is no secret that I have 300 million in cash daily.

If my vault can hold these cash, it will be able to hold your box.

Unless the Manhattan Tomahawk comes to robbery in person, my vault will be invulnerable. "

Speaking of Terry, he glanced at the box in Rod’s hand and said with a smile: "Actually I think you paste the names of the two gentlemen on the box and put it under the camera...

Who dares to steal Manhattan Tomahawk and Iron Man?

What is in it? Isn’t the carnival the most important at this time? "

Colonel Rod nodded heartily, then put the box on the coffee table in front of him, and said, "Here are all the diamonds that Stark has mined in Africa in the past two years, worth more than $40,000. .

And some of the wedding jewelry they prepared for their fiancee. Damn Tiffany sent the jewelry in Los Angeles because of the riots in Los Angeles.

FUCK Tony threw things to me, but he ran to party..."

Terry glanced at Rhode "sympathetically". This is indeed Stark's character. What he doesn't care about at all, but puts huge pressure in the eyes of others.

Looking at the unhappy Rhode, Terry said with a smile: "I think you should come with me. We will send these things into my vault, and then I will ensure their safety. You can come and join this carnival...

But before that, you have to show me what's inside, this is the rule! "

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