Chapter 1905 This smells...
“Haunted?”
On the way to the Roosevelt Hotel, when Chu Heng heard Chrissie talk about the rumors of the hotel being haunted, he suddenly became interested. Curious, he asked: "Please tell me in detail."
When Chrissy heard this, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked: "What, Chu, are you going to exorcise spirits?"
"What kind of spirit should I exorcise? I am exorcising spirits out of pure curiosity." Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him. The grandson now wanted him to show his hands and open his eyes at every turn.
"Oh."
Chrissy was immediately disappointed, and then talked about the haunted rumors: "The Roosevelt Hotel should have been built in 1927. From the day it was built, this hotel has been There are various supernatural legends, but the most famous of these legends is Room 928 and Room 246 are definitely the rooms.”
“Room 928 was the room where Montgomery lived. At that time, he took on a movie and often walked around in the corridor reciting his lines. Not long after his unexpected death, problems began to arise on the ninth floor of the Roosevelt Hotel There are always people walking in the corridor in the middle of the night, accompanied by whispers."
"Especially in Room 928, the guests in the room sometimes feel that someone is filming them for no reason. Shoulders, said to be haunted by Montgomery's ghost "
"As for 246, the situation is similar to that of 928. That room was the starting point of Monroe's stardom. Since her death, people have often seen her figure in the mirror in the room. Sometimes you can hear the sound of singing that seems to be absent. ”
Speaking of this, Chrissy couldn't help but trembled, as if he was frightened, and then shook his head and said: "The owner of the Roosevelt Hotel is also unlucky. Now because of these two legends, the hotel's business has been declining. He’s about to go bankrupt.”
Cen Hao, who was listening with interest in the back seat, raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked sideways at Chu Heng with a strange expression on his face, remembering that he was forced by a certain grandson. The unbearable past of dressing up as a female ghost.
Chu Heng was also stunned.
This smell...
Why does it sound so familiar?
"When did these two legends begin?" he asked calmly.
"When..." Chrissy frowned, thought about it carefully, shook his head and said: "I'm not sure about this, but it should be in the past two years. Anyway, when I heard about it, January of this year.”
After hearing this, Cen Hao’s eyes widened and he realized that this incident was probably man-made, and the purpose should be the same as Chu Heng’s original purpose.
So he couldn't help but said: "Master Chu..."
"Smoke you."
With lightning speed, Chu Heng took out a cigar from his arms and stuffed it into Cen Hao's mouth, and motioned him to shut up with his eyes. Immediately, the old god also took out a cigar and lit it.
Even Cen Hao, a fool, could see that there was something wrong with the haunting rumors, and he could certainly see it too.
It's just that the matter has nothing to do with him, so he naturally doesn't want to say anything more to avoid getting into trouble.
"What's wrong?" Chrissie looked at the two people who were acting strangely from the rearview mirror in confusion.
"It's okay, he wants to smoke a cigar." Chu Heng lit up the cigarette, rolled down the window, took a hard sip from the cigar in his hand, and puffed out the smoke and asked: "Since this hotel is haunted, why would anyone smoke it? The banquet is held here? Even if he is not afraid, the guests are not afraid either?”
"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Chrissy smiled and said: "Today's banquet is hosted by the hotel owner, Mr. Sibel Mas. He wants to use this method to prove that there are no ghosts in the hotel. < br>
This man is a veteran rich man in Los Angeles. Although his net worth is not It’s very rich, but it’s very well-connected, and it has good connections with many rich people and politicians, so even if the invited guests are afraid, they still come to the banquet out of kindness... This is the case for me. "
“That’s what I said.” Chu Heng nodded suddenly.
"Here we are."
At this moment, Chrissy turned the steering wheel and drove the car into the parking lot of the Roosevelt Hotel where they were talking. After parking the car and getting out of the car, Chu Heng looked up and looked at this 'haunted' hotel.
The Roosevelt Hotel is a white multi-story building with a very traditional style and not many highlights. The only commendable thing is its location.
It is located in the center of star-studded Hollywood, opposite the Hollywood Chinese Theater and the famous Avenue of Stars is nearby.
This location is simply too good. Not to mention opening a hotel here, you can even sell some tea eggs!
Chu Heng now finally understands why some people like it.
"Let's go."
At this time, Chrissy pulled Chu Heng, who was standing by the car and looked around, and took him and Cen Hao to the hotel.
After signing in at the door, we took the elevator to the banquet hall on the third floor under the guidance of the waiter.
Krisika was in a lower position, so they came earlier. There were not many people in the banquet hall at this time, only about fifty or sixty people, gathered together in twos and threes and chatting.
“Aha, welcome, Mr. Crissy.”
The three of them took a few glances into the room at the door, when an old white man with a somewhat overweight body greeted him enthusiastically. It was the unfortunate owner of this hotel, Sibel Mas.
"Hello, Mr. Mars."
Chrissy immediately stepped forward, leaned over and shook hands, with a very low posture, and then looked like he was honored. He introduced Chu Heng to the other party solemnly: "Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Chu Heng. He is not only a successful businessman, but also a professional." An admirable writer, his Harry Potter series of novels are best-selling all over the world, and the scripts he wrote are also very popular. I think you have heard of The Truman Show, right? That is the script he wrote."
As he introduced each sentence, Chu Heng's face did not change much, and he kept smiling without being arrogant or impetuous.
Mas stepped forward, took the initiative to hold Chu Heng’s palm, shook it vigorously, and said very excitedly: “So you are Mr. Chu. I like Harry Potter very much and watch it every night. Some, The Truman Show is also my favorite movie, I have watched it three times!”
"Oh? Really? Then I wonder which characters are in your Harry Potter book?" Chu Heng smiled and looked at the unlucky old man in front of him who couldn't be more fake.
"Uh..." The expression on Mas's face froze for a moment. Can this kid know how to chat? I'm being polite to you, don't you see? How could I, an old man in my sixties, read a book that children like?
But after all, he is a weathered character. He immediately adjusted and said, "Ah, haha, I like them all, I like them all. I think every character in your book is so vivid." .”
“Don’t you have a favorite?”
“This really makes me embarrassed. I like the characters in the book so much that I really can’t choose.”
"Then which characters do you like?"
"..."
This person is so annoying!
Mas, who could no longer continue the conversation, immediately found an excuse to leave.
He felt that Chu Heng was sick and didn’t want to talk nonsense to him anymore.
"What are you doing, Chu?" Chrissy asked Chu Heng dumbfounded: "Don't tell me you didn't hear that Mr. Mas was being polite."
"I just wanted to tease him." Chu Heng shrugged Shrugging: "I didn't expect this old man to be so ignorant."