Chapter 34: Rebellion against Tiangang
It would be a lie to say that I am not lost.
Even though he knew that she would most likely not choose him, Jiang Zhihuai still harbored a glimmer of hope.
He hoped that the ice that he had covered for two days would show some signs of melting.
Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen.
But he is not discouraged.
After all, three feet of ice is not frozen in a day. If she is taken down easily by him, how can she be regarded as a flower of the high mountain?
And the luckiest person this morning, apart from Song Zhiyu, who was unexpectedly selected by Wen Si, was Ye Sangsang.
Although she got the lowest-end breakfast because she was ranked last, she also successfully invited her long-time crush, Lu Yao, to have breakfast with her.
Because Lu Yao was with her, her depression after losing the game was offset by excitement. Even if her breakfast was only the most basic porridge, cabbage, and salted duck eggs, she ate it with gusto and with a smile on her face.
Don’t ask, ask because love can make porridge sweet~
After breakfast, Xiao Ai announced the mysterious prize as usual: “Congratulations to Miss Wen Si and Mr. Song Zhiyu for winning a presidential suite experience card sponsored by Boting Hotel. Valid until 8pm tonight.”
"The vehicle coming to greet you is already waiting at the entrance of the Love Cabin. Please pack your luggage and set off immediately."
The cooperation efficiency between Jiang Zhihuai and the program team is amazing. Yesterday, he just came up with the idea of sponsoring, and today the entire project has been implemented.
The Boting Hotel is a famous five-star hotel throughout China, and its splendid appearance is really not comparable to that of a mere love nest hotel.
The moment Wen Si and Song Zhiyu walked out with their luggage, they clearly felt that the red carpet under their feet was softer, and the texture and color were even better than yesterday's.
At the end of the red carpet, yesterday's black business car covered with flowers disappeared and was replaced by a white extended Lincoln.
Standing in front of the open car door was a person who looked like a waiter.
He looked serious and had a respectful attitude. When he saw Wen Si and Song Zhiyu coming over, he immediately smiled with a standard smile showing eight teeth and greeted warmly: "Miss Wen, Mr. Song, good morning~"
"Welcome to the Boting Hotel. I am your dedicated butler Xiao Liu. My job number is 001 and my phone number is 134."
After introducing himself, Xiao Liu said: "If you have any needs during your stay, you can contact me at any time."
After saying that, he took the initiative to take the luggage from Song Zhiyu and put it in the car.
Even though his family was not bad, Song Zhiyu, who had never been short of money since he was a child, couldn't help but let out a cry, turned to Wen Si and said, "The layout of this presidential suite is just different. I I’m taking advantage of you today!”
After saying that, he turned around and showed off to Jiang Zhihuai, who was standing by the window and had a panoramic view of everything: "Take care of your house at home, and wait until I come back in the evening to bring you delicious food!"
Jiang Zhihuai was so jealous that his silver teeth were almost broken: "."
Are you okay?
I will assassinate you tonight!
But Song Zhiyu had a natural super blunt sense, and when he saw his fierce eyes that wanted to kill him quickly, he only shuddered subconsciously.
Then he turned around with a suspicious look on his face and asked Wen Si: "Am I attracting too much hatred by doing this? Why do I always feel that the way Brother Jiang looks at me is abnormal?"
Wen Si, who had been executed eight hundred times by Jiang Zhihuai's eyes, said: "."
Whenever she asked this question to another person, she would think without hesitation that the other person was green tea.
As for Song Zhiyu, she would only think of him as a melon. "If you die one day, it will be caused by yourself."
That's all she said. Whether she can understand or not depends entirely on whether this idiot has a big enough life.
The audience in the live broadcast room almost went crazy laughing at his desperate act of sticking Jiang Zhihuai's face in front of him.
[Hahahahaha look at Mr. Song’s worthless look. Is there a possibility that this presidential suite was sponsored by Brother Jiang yourself? 】
[Goose goose goose goose You can’t blame Mr. Song for not having seen the world. The presidential suite at the Boting Hotel is indeed not something that the average rich second generation can afford! 】
[I haven’t enjoyed the presidential suite sponsored by the financial owner yet, so let this kid get in first! 】
[Moreover, this guy was personally selected by the rich lady, and he danced in the face of the rich man again and again, trying to break his defense even if he wanted me! 】
[Brother Goldman: Rebel against Tiangang! 】
[It’s not dead, didn’t the gold master brother say that? Anyway, we all live by ourselves, if you want to sponsor, just sponsor a better one [狗头][狗头][狗头]]
[Hahahahaha what kind of tauren plot is this? If I were the financial owner, I would have to go back in time and give myself a slap in the face yesterday! 】
[I feel sorry for Brother Jinzhu for a second! Then hahahahaha this little romance drama is getting more and more exciting, I’m looking forward to Shura Field! ! ! 】
After getting in the car, Xiao Liu played soothing music and served Song Zhiyu and Wen Si a cocktail prepared by a professional bartender at the Boting Hotel.
The blue and white gradient color is very suitable for summer, and the taste is also icy and refreshing.
After drinking a glass of wine, Song Zhiyu felt so comfortable that he started to drift away. He couldn't help but exclaim: "This is what a normal relationship should look like! I just spent the past two days experiencing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds!"
"Who says it's not?" Wen Si agreed.
Although she didn't have as hard a time as Song Zhiyu in the past two days, she was still in Jiang Zhihuai's sight and had to be on guard against his attacks at all times, which was quite tiring.
After arriving at the hotel, the scene in front of them was even more eye-opening for Song Zhiyu and Wen Si.
The decoration of the Boting Hotel is magnificent, and any ornament inside is priceless.
Their presidential suite is located on the top floor of the Boting Hotel, covering an area of 400 square meters. In addition to regular areas such as dining room, living room, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, etc., it is also equipped with a private swimming pool, private cinema, private gym, and private beauty salon
These entertainment projects are not unusual for Song Zhiyu and Wen Si in normal times.
However, today is different from the past. The two of them had just experienced "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" for two days in the love cabin. Now they were like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and everything they saw was strange.
One went straight to the private swimming pool and couldn't wait to jump in and have a deep dive; the other went straight to the private beauty salon and experienced massage and beauty treatment one by one.
They were locked up in a love hut by the program crew and couldn't get out. They had money and no place to spend their time, so they were forced to become Grandma Liu, and most of the viewers in the live broadcast room were the real Grandma Liu.
From the moment Wen Si and Song Zhiyu followed the butler's guidance and stepped into the Boting Hotel, the exclamations in the barrage never stopped.
【I’m going! Is this the happiness of rich people? Even the Lucky Cat at the front desk is fucking solid gold! 】
[Student college students majoring in archeology can tell you responsibly that gold is the least valuable thing here, because all the ornaments and paintings in the hall are antiques! 】
(End of chapter)