Shenhao’s Salted Fish Life

When Lin Tianwen's shuttle flew to Shuangliu Airport, some news was being passed on quickly in various fan groups across the country.

"At 11:20 am on September 4, Yanjing time, the island owner's private shuttle took off from Zhongchuan International Airport."

"Fans all over the country are requested to pay close attention to the local airport, and report any situation in time."

"Shuangliu Airport in Rongcheng seems to have found a small shuttle, which is exactly the same as the island owner. But this shuttle arrived at Shuangliu Airport at 10:30."

"Fans in Rongcheng please pay close attention."

At this time, in the terminal building of Shuangliu Airport, two fans were looking at the shuttle that delivered the car to Lin Tianwen.

"Is this the island owner's shuttle?"

"No way, didn't the group say that the island owner's shuttle took off at 11:20? This shuttle was here at 10:30."

"But it seems that only the island owner's private shuttle is like this in China, right? I haven't heard of anyone who has a shuttle that looks exactly like him."

"Could it be that this shuttle belongs to the island owner?"

"I think there is a high probability that it belongs to the island owner."

"Then the two of us squatting here have a chance to take pictures of the island owner?"

"Sure."

At 10 minutes before twelve o'clock, a small shuttle was slowly falling from the sky.

This excited the two fans waiting at the terminal.

"Exactly the same. The island owner must be on this shuttle."

"I can't see that parking lot, it's blocked."

"I can't see anyone. What should I do?"

"Wait. They must be leaving the airport this way."

"I want to post the situation to the group."

"Don't lie about the military situation."

"I know."

Unfortunately, neither of them expected that when Lin Tianwen's shuttle was parked at the parking bay, the convoy in the parking lot had already replaced the original six cars and left the airport.

The first team of the security group c drove the original six cars onto the shuttle and flew back to Moganshan.

Lin Tianwen and the others who had changed cars were already on the highway leading to Rongcheng.

The eyes of those two fans were sore in the terminal, but they still didn't wait for Lin Tianwen.

"Why haven't you come out yet? Could it be that he left?"

"Did we guess wrong?"

"Let's post the situation to the group first."

"Then you send it."

Sitting in his phantom, Lin Tianwen, who was keeping Chen Cang in the dark, said triumphantly, "Look, isn't it blocked by someone?"

"Brother Tianwen, don't get complacent so early. Your fans are so powerful, maybe someone will recognize your car right away." Yun Luo said, pouring cold water on him.

"Then I will accept my fate, and I will be blocked if I am blocked by them." Lin Tianwen said indifferently.

Yun Luo glanced at Lin Tianwen and smiled.

Ever since she became an artist, she has known how powerful fans are. Some fans can even know what underwear you are wearing today. Just say it is scary!

Of course, this kind of situation is a bit extreme. Extreme does not mean that there is no such situation. A group of people can do it.

The convoy was driving on the highway, which surprised the owners of the cars in Rongcheng who were driving in the same direction.

"Fuck, the two Rolls-Royce Phantoms are still custom-made. I haven't heard of any big bosses coming to Rongcheng?" A young man driving a Ford hatchback said to his girlfriend in the co-driver.

"Is there any difference between the customized phantom and the normal phantom?"

"There is a big difference in price. The ordinary price is more than 10 million, and the price of the customized version is hard to say. The color of these two phantoms must be more than 30 million!"

"It's so different." The girlfriend in the co-pilot said in surprise.

"Of course, otherwise how can we reflect the value of the big bosses!" The young man glanced at the team again, suddenly found something, and immediately said to his girlfriend: "Xiao Di, take a picture and send it to Da Zhang elder brother."

"What's wrong?" Although the girl didn't understand what her boyfriend did, she still took a photo and sent it to Big Brother Zhang.

"The license plates of this team are all Shanghai license plates. Brother Zhang studies high-end cars every day, so he should know whose car it is."

"Oh!"

After following for more than ten minutes, the convoy turned into Kehua South Road, and Ford Xiaogang had to give up following, because the destination of the two was on a different road from Lin Tianwen and the others.

The young man anxiously waited for Brother Da Zhang to reply at the traffic lights, and watched the convoy disappear from sight.

"Brother Zhang replied to the message, he said that this car belongs to Lin Tianwen."

"Sure enough, it's the old man." The young man said excitedly and excitedly.

"I saw on Weibo yesterday that Lin Tianwen held a concert for fans in Jincheng. Why did he come to Rongcheng today?"

"Da Lao travels by private plane."

"Now that you know who it is, you can drive well! Just now you looked like ants on a hot pot. I haven't seen you so caring?" the girl said with a smile.

The boy looked at the green light, lightly stepped on the accelerator, the car started to move, and then said with a smile, "This is different. You must have missed something when you read Weibo yesterday."

"Really?" The girl really thought she had missed some information, and read Weibo again.

"No!" she said, turning her head.

"Do you want to have a big meal tonight?" The boy suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Yes I do!"

"Then you post a sentence on your Weibo and mine, saying that you saw Lin Tianwen, and then the Weibo account of Aitlin Tianwen's national fan group will do."

"So there will be a big meal?"

"Just wait!" The boy said with a smile when he saw that his girlfriend had already posted on Weibo.

"Every time I'm talking about it." The girl gave her boyfriend a blank look, and then checked Weibo.

Lin Tianwen's motorcade soon arrived at the Niccolo Hotel located in the ifs International Financial Center in Rongcheng. He also stayed here when he came to Rongcheng last time, but he didn't like to change places.

In order to keep a low profile, the team did not stop at the entrance of the hotel, but parked in the underground garage.

There is not much luggage, there are bodyguards, and it is very convenient to go to the underground garage.

When they came to the hotel lobby, the butler of the presidential suite who had been waiting for a long time warmly received Lin Tianwen and the others.

The butler briefly introduced the layout and decoration of the hotel, and took a few people to the 24th floor by elevator.

The Niccolo Suite is also the Presidential Suite. Generally, you can only see the Explorer Suite on the hotel booking software, because there is only one Niccolo Suite.

Lin Tianwen was lucky, because he changed his itinerary temporarily and came to Rongcheng in advance, and the hotel room was only booked yesterday.

After checking in the room, the butler left.

"The luggage will be put away later, let's go to the restaurant for dinner first." Lin Tianwen said.

I was hungry and didn't want to make too much trouble, so I decided to have lunch at the hotel's Yuexuan Chinese Restaurant.

Yuexuan Chinese Restaurant specializes in Cantonese and Sichuan cuisine.

When you come to Rongcheng, you must try Sichuan cuisine.

However, Lin Tianwen has stayed in many hotels, and he knows that some hotels are dirty, luxuriously decorated, and high-end taste, but the food may be a bit unsatisfactory.

A few people came to Yuexuan Chinese Restaurant, it was time for dinner, the restaurant was full of seats, the food was not sure, but the style must be full.

The waiter saw a few people, stepped forward to greet them, and said with a smile on his face: "Dear guests, I'm very sorry, it's the peak time for dining, and there are no vacant tables in the restaurant, so we need to wait."

Before Lin Tianwen could speak, Zhang Xiyu had already taken out his mobile phone and made a call.

Isn't this a joke?

The richest man in Asia came to eat at your restaurant, but there are still no empty tables.

After the call was connected, Zhang Xiyu said a few words before hanging up.

The waiter looked at the fashionable and luxuriously dressed people in front of him, so he could only wait on the sidelines.

In less than two minutes, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes ran over from a distance.

"General manager." The waiter hurriedly shouted when he saw the middle-aged man.

"Open the reserved box." The middle-aged man said without expression or anger.

"Okay, general manager." The waiter nodded in response, and then hurried to open the box.

When the middle-aged man turned to Lin Tianwen, his face changed from expressionless to full of smiles.

"Mr. Lin, welcome to stay at the Niccolo Hotel again. I am Fang Biwen, the general manager of the hotel. Last time when Mr. Lin was here, I couldn't receive him in person. I hope you can forgive me. I didn't expect Mr. Lin to laugh again today." Fang Biwen said enthusiastically .

"Mr. Fang, hello. I need to trouble you to run over from the office for a little matter." Lin Tianwen said with a smile, never reaching out to hit a smiley face.

"Director Lin, the subordinates are ignorant and have neglected all distinguished guests. Please forgive me."

"Boss Fang is too serious."

"Director Lin, I'll take you to the box first." Fang Biwen stretched out his hand to ask Lin Tianwen and the others to go to the box.

This scene has long been noticed by the diners in the restaurant, and some diners who know Fang Biwen's identity have begun to wonder what kind of person needs Fang Biwen to be so flattering.

After entering the private room, Fang Biwen personally served Lin Tianwen and the others, serving tea and water, introducing dishes, and doing all the work of the waiters, which made the waiter in charge of this private room bewildered.

After Lin Tianwen finished ordering, Fang Biwen waited for the waiter to serve tea before leaving the box.

"Xiyu, who did you call just now?" Gong Na asked curiously.

"Butler Liu."

"Why do you have to call through Steward Liu? Isn't it more convenient to call directly when we are here?" Gong Na asked suspiciously.

"How can it be the same? What is Brother Tianwen's identity, how can he call him directly." Qiao Shanshan said.

"It's so complicated. There are so many things to do just to make a phone call." Gong Na said.

"This is the unspoken rule of the shopping mall. UU reading www.uukanshu.com must abide by it." Qiao Shanshan said with a smile.

"Brother Tianwen, did you eat in this restaurant last time you lived here?" Yun Luo asked.

"No. What's the matter?" Lin Tianwen shook his head and asked.

"The rating of this restaurant is not high." Yun Luo raised her phone and said with a smile.

"Oh? As a hotel under the Wharf Group, Niccolo is one of the seven well-known hotel groups in the World Hotel Alliance. It shouldn't be too bad." Lin Tianwen said.

"I hope we won't step on the thunder." Yun Luo said.

After Fang Biwen left the box, he went to the back kitchen of the restaurant and specifically instructed the chef.

Lin Tianwen knew in his heart that since the other party knew his identity, he would definitely not be perfunctory, otherwise it would be a challenge to the hotel's reputation.

Not to mention that Lin Tianwen is the richest man in Asia, just because he has nearly 200 million fans, his influence cannot be ignored.