Chapter 337： Just have a meal

"go?"

"Zhang Wanlin, if you can't distress these three beauties, I can do it for you."

Zhao Chuan said frivolously: "Or if you borrow a beauty to play with me, I might consider paying for you and let you go to the 88th floor, how do you feel?"

"Oh, you're such a pretender, who only thinks with your lower body. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

Zhang Wanlin glanced at Zhao Chuan's insignificant look and said directly to the three girls: "Don't you affect your appetite because of this stupid ratio. Since you don't want to see this garbage, let's go to the 88th floor to eat."

"what?

The eighty-eighth floor? "

Except for Zhang Wanlin, everyone else was taken aback at this time. He had to go to the 88th floor for a meal. That was 8.88 million! Zhao Chuan was so unpleasantly scolded by Zhang Wanlin that he couldn't stand it immediately, pointing at Zhang Wanlin and shouting: "Who are you scolding! Can you come to Jinhe Hotel to eat with your qualities?"

"On the eighty-eighth floor, you and him are not necessarily able to afford the eighth floor!"

Zhao Chuan pointed to the lobby manager, "Why don't you even call the security guard to pull out this poor man?"

"Then these women?"

The lobby manager looked at Zhao Chuan with a dazed expression.

Zhao Chuan said with a sneer: "It is natural to accompany Lao Tzu on the 58th floor to eat and chat, and talk about the ideal of life myself!"

"Bah, shameless."

Li Shuang was both angry and scolded.

The lobby manager did not dare to offend Zhao Chuan and was about to call. At this time, a middle-aged man in a black suit with black frame eyes came over.

The middle-aged man glared at the lobby manager and said seriously: "This is the Jinhe Hotel, not a hotel under the Zhao family, so as long as there is no trouble, you don't need to ask for security."

"Yes yes, you are right."

After the lobby manager was said by the middle-aged man, they immediately respected Zhang Wanlin again, "What are you, Mr.?"

"Did I say that?

I'm going to the 88th floor. I don't want to see maggots from some disgusting people affecting us to eat. "

Zhang Wanlin said seriously.

"This..." The lobby manager looked at Zhang Wanlin embarrassedly. "Aren't you embarrassing me?"

"Who are you?

Didn't you see this kid huddling?

What's wrong with me asking the manager to get him out? "

Seeing halfway, Zhao Chuan killed someone to help Zhang Wanlin, and immediately waved his hand uncomfortably. The evil men he brought brought him to surround the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled and lifted his glasses, then said to the lobby manager: "You just come in order. If the gentleman does not have 8.88 million or no black card, you can just call the security guard. "

"Hey, count as your acquaintance."

Zhao Chuan saw the middle-aged man change his mind, thinking that this man was afraid of himself, and immediately waved his hand again, and those evil young men stepped back aside when they stood up.

Huang Mao stepped forward to provoke Zhang Wanlin at this moment: "Poor ghost, you are a Chery, can you get a black card?"

Are you afraid that you have forgotten the rules of Jinhe? "

"In addition to 8.8 million, you also need a black card to go to the 88th floor."

Huang Mao said disdainfully: "If you have a black card, why don't I just borrow your light on the 88th floor, and then jump from there to end my life."

"After all, your bottom bugs can have black cards, what is the world upside down like?

I am alive and life is boring, do you say this is the case? "

Huang Maoyue said more and more vigorously: "Hey, you said something, let me have the opportunity to jump off the building..." Before this Huangmao speech was finished, I saw Zhang Wanlin glance at him like a madman, and then Zhang Wanlin went from In his arms, he took out a black card and handed it to the lobby manager.

"The password is the tail of the black card, just swipe it."

Zhang Wanlin said blankly to the lobby manager.

At this time the entire lobby was silent.

Several female receptionists who have been watching the drama at the front desk are covering their mouths at the moment, and the sight of Zhang Wanlin's eyes is melting.

This man turned out not to be a lunatic! He is really confident! Don't worry about these frogs at the bottom of the well! Is this the real rich man?

Looks so handsome?

Even if he is so rich, he is really the son of heaven! Huang Mao opened his mouth and stared at the black card Zhang Wanlin handed out. He felt his worldview collapsed.

When can Kai Chery's waste have a black card?

Is it a toy card bought in a treasure?

"Why did you take a toy card as a black card, did you come out of a mental hospital?"

Huang Mao suddenly yelled at Zhang Wanlin.

But none of the people around him agreed with him, because these people are not ordinary people, they have never had black cards, but they have seen it before, how could this be fake! "Oh, it seems that the real trouble is coming out."

After the middle-aged man said this with a smile, the lobby manager immediately understood the meaning and directly took out the intercom and said, "Someone is making trouble, come and deal with it."

As soon as Huang Mao heard that he had become a troublemaker, Limara was wearing a black face beside Zhao Chuan: "Zhao Shao, I have no trouble, I guessed it must be correct, how could the kid have a black card!"

As soon as Huang Mao finished talking, the front desk that went to swipe Zhang Wanlin ran over and handed the card to Zhang Wanlin with a soft and charming smile: "Sir, your card."

Zhang Wanlin took the card, then said to Huang Mao: "Let’s go, I invite you to the 88th floor, let you take a good look at the beauty of the sky, and bid farewell to this upside down world, how do you see?"

"I...I! I don't want to die!"

Huang Mao yelled and immediately turned to escape from the Jinhe Hotel.

Zhao Chuan clenched his fists tightly, staring at Zhang Wanlin violently. The jealousy in his heart was even heavier. Why can this man with a silk look have so many beauties, and why is he so rich?

And although Zhao Chuan is rich and young, his father's desire to spend money is suppressed?

why! "Mr. Zhao, please leave."

At this time, the security guard invited by the lobby manager began to ask Zhao Chuan to leave.

"Zhang Wanlin, you are waiting for Lao Tzu, and I still don't believe it. You can't leave the door of this Jinhe Hotel in your whole life! As long as you dare to come out, Lao Tzu will let you be a waste person for the rest of your life."

After Zhao Chuan shouted Zhang Wanlin scoldingly, he was finally left by the security guards.

And this dispute also caused a lot of people to look away, they showed a strong sense of envy for this young man holding a black card.

"I don't know who the heir of a big man is, so the power of black cards is not comparable to that of ordinary people."

After the spectators sighed, they finally dispersed.

Zhang Wanlin saw that his ears were clear, so he said to the three daughters Pei Xiaoling: "You go to the 88th floor and wait for me. I will talk to this gentleman."

"Okay, cousin, hurry up."

Pei Xiaoling was very happy today. She smiled and responded, then pulled Long Mengmeng and Li Shuangshuang happily to take the elevator.