Chapter 465

Their hotel location is very good, business is also very good, always full.

So their rule is not to accept cladding.

Now there are many stars and film crew outside. They may be coated when filming, but they can't do it here.

There is only one exception to the blanket here, that is, the blanket is only allowed when the head of state and important figures of the government are present.

But today, song's 10 billion words are tantamount to covering Ding Yi's case.

Ding Yi owns all the three presidential suites on the top floor.

If you think that's the end of it, that's a big mistake.

Song Baiyi then said to the main channel, "brother Yi likes to eat food from country F. I remember there was a chef from country f in the hotel who asked him to order a menu for brother Yi from now on, and then deliver it to his room on time every day according to brother Yi's orders."

"Yes, yes, no problem, Mr. Song. We will meet all Mr. Ding's requirements." The supervisor kept nodding and bending down with respect.

"Mr. Song, this is not good. Let me eat alone in my room?" Ding Yi said with a deliberate smile.

"I'm going to Kobe for a meeting. I can't accompany you. When I come back, we'll be drunk." Song Bai Yi pats Ding Yi, turns around and winks at him.

Ding Yi immediately understood what he meant.

Song Baiyi is deliberately raising the face of Ding Yi.

It should be when he came in that he saw Cheng Jun and others' attitude towards Ding Yi.

At that time, they said, what's the use of talking to Ding Yi? What's the use of talking to Ding Yi?

Song Bai Yi guessed that they knew each other, but these people didn't seem to get a room. Of course, they should give Ding Yi strong support.

I have to say that to be the richest Chinese in the world, this insight and flexibility is really superhuman.

The two exchanged a few words in a low voice, and song reached out to greet them.

Someone came quickly in the distance.

Chengjun and others in front of a bright, coincidentally, also recognize this person.

A gorgeous woman, looking in her early twenties, with luxurious clothes and extraordinary temperament.

This is Miss Qianjin, the most famous daughter of xiangmen. Everyone wants to marry Song Ying, the only daughter of song 10 billion.

Song Yingnian is 22 years old. He is the chairman of three listed companies with assets of 10 billion yuan. He is known as "little super girl" in the world.

"Yingying, come on, this is your uncle Ding. You don't want to see him all the time."

"Dad, uncle Ding is so small. What do you want me to call him? I can't. I'm also called brother Yi." Song Ying shakes and shakes her arms with song 10 billion.

"Call each other by their own names, Mr. Song. Miss Song, just call me by my name." Ding Yi is also a little embarrassed. Your grandfather, you are older than me. You call me brother Yi.

"I'll call you Ding Yi, and you can call me Yingying." Song Ying looks at Ding Yi admiringly. She must have heard countless legends about Ding Yi.

Since she was a child, all she knew were Wang sun Guifu's children, so she met many young men and was particularly interested in people like Ding Yi.

"Well, it's up to you, it's up to you." Song 10 billion laughs.

"Ding Yi, let's take a picture first." Without saying a word, Song Ying runs behind Ding Yi and takes out her mobile phone with one hand holding Ding Yi's arm. Her head is tightly against Ding Yi's head: "one, two, three, eggplant."

Katcha, take a picture.

"Cluck, I took a picture with Ding Yi." Song Ying is as happy as a fan meets an idol.

On the side, Susan, Cheng Jun and other four people are completely stupid.

Is this the same Ding Yi they know?

Watching Song Ying and Ding Yi leave each other's mobile phones, OO numbers, all micro numbers and everything they can communicate with, Su Shanshan and them are completely dull.

It's the Rhythm Song Ying wants to ask Ding Yi.

If jealous eyes can kill people, Ding Yi is definitely killed more than 100 times in an instant.

When song 10 billion took a large group of people upstairs, they still stayed in the field.

At this time, Ding Yi was forced to turn around and walk up to Susan: "Shanshan, you call your mother, and I'll leave you a presidential suite."

"Ah." Susan was both surprised and happy, and then she saved herself. There were still people on the side.

Chengjun and their faces are blue. Ding Yi doesn't count them in at this time.

Don't deceive others too much. If you have a house, don't give it to us.

Susan looks at Ding Yi with pitiful eyes.

As soon as Ding Yi saw it, she knew that the little girl wanted to plead for those people.

Grandma, the presidential suite is definitely not suitable for them.

Ding Yi had to raise his head: "is there a small room?"

He asked the director of the hotel lobby.

After song 10 billion left, the supervisor always stood beside Ding Yi. Like a housekeeper, he seemed to listen to Ding Yi's instructions at any time.

Hearing Ding Yi's words, he immediately said with a smile, "Mr. Song has said that all Mr. Ding's requirements can be met."

Then he turned his head and looked down at the front desk.

"There are two small rooms on the third floor." Get back to the front desk immediately.

"Thank you, Ding Yi." Su Shanshan was so happy that she almost jumped up and wanted to hold Ding Yi.

Although the hotel has just said that it is full, it usually leaves several rooms for its VIP customers, or its boss or big customers.

Without Ding Yi's relationship, it would not have come out.

"Good people should be rewarded. Don't thank me." Ding Yi waves and follows the waiter up the stairs.

Looking at Ding Yi's back, each of them has his own thoughts.

"No, no, that must not be song 10 billion. He looks like a lot." Chengjun still does not accept the facts and talks to himself all the way.

The contrast was so great that he couldn't stand it.

I remember that when Ding Yi was transferred from No.6 middle school to No.1 middle school, he was wearing a khaki army shirt, which made them laugh for a long time.

At that time, Ding Yi was poor and short, and his grades were very poor. He was recognized as the first loser in grade three of No.1 middle school. Even people in other classes had heard of him. No one wanted to sit with him when he was eating in the school canteen.

In less than a year, Ding Yi has become a brother with the richest man in Asia Pacific and the richest Chinese in the world?

"That's really as like as two peas in the Song Dynasty. It's exactly the same on TV." Lu Xiaoyao shook his head in a low voice.

"Song Ying is more beautiful than the picture." Wu Jianxin, holding his mobile phone, opens QIANDU encyclopedia and is reading the introduction of Song Ying.

Chairman of three listed companies, worth 10 billion, never talked about a boyfriend who wanted to pursue her, from xiangmen Pai to wanwan.

The introduction to her in the encyclopedia is as cold as ice, and it's true for men.

But just looking at her treatment of Ding Yi, she almost didn't say she was going to make an appointment with Ding Yi.

"Well, Ding Yi doesn't care about you. He helps you find a room." Susan was carrying her luggage all the way, and she didn't look good.

Four people didn't go to the presidential suite. They went directly to the small room above. They said it was small. In fact, it was a small suite with more than 30 square meters, which was quite good.

Susan plans to share a room with Lu Xiaoyao, Cheng Jun and Wu Jianxin. The presidential suite is for Susan's mother and her mother's best friend.

But after the two sides entered the door, Lu Xiaoyao pulled Susan: "Shanshan, can you help me?"

"What for?" Suzanne is strange.

"Can you go with your mother in the evening?" Lu Xiaoyao's face is red.

"Don't you want to sleep with Wu Jianxin now?" Susan was shocked.

"Don't think about it. Let's just talk and help." Lu Xiaoyao thought, otherwise we go abroad to play for today.

"You, you're hopeless. You're still in school." Susan is half dead in anger.

"Ah, Shanshan, you can sleep on it. You can see Ding Yi and the presidential suite. Oh, help me." Lu xiaorumor constantly asks Susan: "you see Ding Yi is so powerful now, go and find out about him."

Susan's heart moves. It's been a long time. Ding Yi has completely changed. Can you talk to him?

"All right, all right, I don't care about you. You have self-respect." Susan agreed.

Two people are talking, Susan received a text message, opened a look is her mother's, said to have been to the duty-free shopping mall, asked them to do their luggage and room well, do a good job on the past meeting, shopping first, then eat.

They quickly put away their luggage and called Cheng Jun and Wu Jianxin next door.

Cheng Junda shrugs his head, listless and seems to have been hit hard.

"We just checked it on the Internet. This Edo hotel is invested by song 10 billion." Wu Jianxin shrugged.

"It's boring of you to say that Ding Yi has helped us. Even if it's not song 10 billion, it's helping us." Su Shanshan suddenly feels that Cheng Jun is a little scum.