What if I'm really rich

Chapter 805 Peace Hotel on the Bund

"Good boss."

Yang Nixiao kissed Su Ze's cheek through the mask, and the men around her staring at her opened their eyes wide.

"Tonight, I will behave well."

Hearing Yang Nixiao's moderate voice, Su Ze looked at a little girl next to him and was speechless.

Don't teach the flowers of the motherland badly.

Ignoring Yang Nixiao, Su Ze turned his head and walked backwards. Seeing this, the other party came up with high heels.

Just now, the two of them got off the car from Yanjing East Road, and then walked to the section of Nanjing Pedestrian Street.

Grabbing Yang Nixiao's hand, Su Ze was really afraid of losing the pretty girl, and there were too many people here.

It was the most awesome pedestrian intersection he had ever seen.

Except for some scenic spots, it was the first time for Su Ze to see people everywhere on the road.

Guided by a zipper-like wall of warriors, Su Ze stepped on the zebra crossing and pulled Yang Nixiao like a drop in the ocean.

This is the most special zebra crossing that Su Ze has walked through. Meow, it turns out that zebra crossings still have one-way traffic.

If you go east to the Bund, you must go to the left.

When you go west to the pedestrian street, you must go to the right.

It's pedestrians, not vehicles!

Su Ze estimates that there are about 6 people conservatively around this road, especially with the advantage of height.

Look around

It explains what a real crowd is.

Letting go of Yang Nixiao's hand, Su Ze walked to the door of the Peace Hotel, small but full of stories.

A dream of a ten-mile foreign market.

The century-old style is passed down forever.

Su Ze and Yang Nixiao walked through the heavy wooden revolving door and entered the front lobby of the Peace Hotel.

"Da da da."

Entering the restaurant, the noise in my ears suddenly became much quieter, only the high heels made a burst of noise.

Yang Nixiao was standing beside him in a national cheongsam, twisting her peerless figure with indescribable amorous feelings.

She is short of a round fan.

Su Ze is short of a gentleman's hat.

The two entered the center of the lobby on the first floor, and they still became the focus, with an unbearable elegance.

The two seemed to have returned to a hundred years ago, with Feng Chengcheng standing beside Su Ze, surrounded by endless hopes.

No one can conquer the Shanghai stalls, only the years can keep the traces of the prosperous era, vividly.

There is a high platform in the center of the lobby, on which is a crystal clear white dove, which symbolizes peace.

The silver floating on the four walls depicts the century-old changes in Shanghai, with a heavy texture.

Fragmented light can penetrate from the octagonal colored glazed zenith, leaving a century-old connotation.

Entering the No. 3 elevator, Yang Nixiao raised her jade finger to press the 8th floor, then turned her head and asked softly:

"Boss, I'll prepare first."

"Wait for Secretary Li to come back."

"Ah."

Su Ze looked at the graceful cheongsam girl in the red elevator, but didn't speak to break her mind.

The reason why I want Tomson Yipin.

She must have wanted to live in it.

What he doesn't like doesn't mean others don't like it, Yang Nixiao can't resist the No. [-] mansion in Lujiazui.

Anyway, when I come to Shanghai now, I want the goddess Yang Nixiao to accompany me, so let her live with her.

It's not that the price is given to outsiders.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened slowly, Su Ze lifted his foot and walked out, Yang Nixiao quickly caught up and led the way.

Like the entrance of the hotel, the entrance door of the Dragon and Phoenix Hall is also very small, but it is full of changes.

But Su Ze feels a bit like the style of a Cantonese restaurant, especially at the door, there are three gods of fortune, prosperity and longevity.

Walking through the entrance, there are two receptionists and an employee of Kaqi Entertainment waiting.

"Director, this way."

Pass through the ceiling of dragon and phoenix with golden withering on the white background, and old objects from the last century can be seen everywhere.

Including the accent that can be heard everywhere, even if it is a holiday, it is still grandparents and aunts who come here to eat.

The four of them walked through the lively lobby, and Wu Zhilin in front stopped in front of a maroon Chinese-style door with blessing patterns.

She opened the door with a sideways body, and slightly bent down to invite Su Ze and Yang Nixiao into the box.

"Chairman."

"Chairman."

Wu Zhilin walked in front, and after Su Ze appeared, the people in the box all stood up slowly.

At this time, in the box, only Song Yinli and other high-level executives from Gaqi Entertainment, Qiu Yuejun from the film industry, Yang Zhenjiang from the investment, and Yu Shaoan from the science and technology did not come.

Even Qiao Yun was still busy in the building, Su Ze asked, seeing that she wasn't ready to come, she didn't force her.

Now in all Su Ze's companies, none of them are not busy. Working overtime is the same as eating.

Every meal is indispensable, every meal is added.

The National Day holiday is no exception. People are arranged to work overtime in advance. The disadvantage is that the money is decreasing day by day.

If Song Yinli hadn't come here this time, she would probably still be in the office.

The only point that needs to be emphasized is that it is not allowed to stay up late for more than three consecutive days, and the number of employees is kept at a surplus.

The body is the capital of the revolution.

All of Su Ze's businesses have high benefits and are full of employees. He feels that he is a full-fledged capitalist.

But it is not our own people who need to be squeezed, but to search elsewhere based on our own strengths.

"After the chairman took a walk."

"It feels a little more comfortable."

"Sit, all sit."

Seeing that Su Ze was about to speak and Wu Zhilin pulled away the chair, Zhao Xiaowen turned back and cut off the words appropriately.

Sitting on the main seat, feeling the relaxed atmosphere, Su Ze raised his head and looked out the window and said with a smile:

"The Bund is different."

"It's a good place, very nice."

Song Yinli sat opposite Su Ze, looking at this young man who was only five years older than her son.

Originally, she thought he was a rich second generation, but only after she really got to know Hua Hong did she realize that he was not simple.

Hua Hong has only been established for 45 days so far, and it may not even open for general investment companies.

But Hua Hong not only made achievements, but also made achievements that ordinary investment companies may not have achieved in ten years.

How to describe this achievement?

Just like Tencent's investment institutions, what they have done in one year exceeds the century of half of their peers.

Without background, don't even think about it.

Even Song Yinli knew that Kaqi Entertainment's future partner would be the Qihong Group.

Others don't know why Kaqi Entertainment is called Kaqi, but Song Yinli knows it in her heart.

Qihong Group, a company that is easily mistaken for a state-owned enterprise by others, is also owned by this young man.

The volume is larger than that of Hua Hong Group.

Listening to the words of his colleagues backing Su Ze, it really is a century-old beach in Shanghai, where the wind and the clouds meet.

Perhaps a hundred years later, the Peace Hotel will have a youthful charm because of this young man's presence, rather than attracting him because of the occasion.

Biquge

The other party is too mysterious.

Following Su Ze's gaze, everyone looked out of the window even if they didn't want to. Mi Hua said with a smile:

"The Bund has been around for a century, and it has gathered many top talents."

"I think today's Wan Guo Pavilion."

"It has a little more brilliance than before."

"Haha."

"The location was chosen well."

"After work, everyone will inevitably encounter some troubles. It's not bad to come here to blow some air once in a while."

Su Ze glanced at Mi Hua unexpectedly, this woman wearing a lavender silk scarf didn't answer her words.

Every place has a different office environment.

In Shanghai, even boasting people is so powerful.

He obviously didn't mention himself, but Su Ze felt very comfortable after hearing it. This woman's EQ is not low.

"Ah."

Su Ze glanced casually after laughing, and the gaze that he had skipped at first stopped at Mi Hua's side again.

He remembered.

There were no such people during the meeting.

Ji Xixi and Su Ze looked at each other, and quickly lowered their heads to look at the dove of peace on the dining table, feeling like they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Hi, excuse me."

At this time, a voice came from the door, Wu Zhilin led the service staff in, and a manager reminded him softly.

Followed by a chef in a white hat, he walked slowly to the middle of the table and accompanied the manager.

"Chairman."

"I don't know from Secretary Ling that you want to try the local dishes. The local dishes here are very delicious."

"I ordered two more special dishes."

Mi Hua stood up, and after the waiter finished serving the appetizers, the chef in the middle took over the conversation.

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