Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 48 This $4000 is really expensive (Please read and vote for me)

The mysterious agent Ada Wong appears again and again in the "Resident Evil" series. While serving companies like Umbrella, she helps rescue the male and female protagonists, and secretly flirts with her mysterious employer Simmons.

Wen Ming was still a little confused about her position.

He couldn't guarantee that after knowing the truth about the space rift, Ada Wong would sell the information here to Umbrella and other ultimate BOSS companies in the movie universe, and attract attacks from the opposite universe.

Moreover, who knows whether Ada Wong, the biochemical broker, carries the T virus and the G virus.

Therefore, Wen Ming is cautious about the "Resident Evil" world where Ada Wong exists.

Natasha, the super agent, is even more troublesome.

If nothing unexpected happens, she, like Tony, is from the superhero universe of "The Avengers".

This world is too high-energy, with many rule-level monsters and treasures, as well as invincible heroes and villains.

After meeting Tony, Wen Ming hadn't figured out how to have an in-depth communication, so he used the excuse that he was busy with a banquet today to ask Tony to go back first and wait until he was ready so that they could communicate properly the next time they met.

Now the space crack has sent Black Widow to Natasha again. He is really afraid that the next person to come will be the purple potato spirit Thanos.

If the man who snaps his fingers everywhere were to lose his life by snapping his fingers, wouldn't the remaining 50% of my 2.89 million assets be lost for nothing?
Therefore, Wen Ming feels that we should be cautious about the "Avengers" movie universe at this stage.

With my current strength, I must be cautious.

Steady word.

……

After calming down, Wen Ming did not change out of his bulletproof suit, but took the elevator directly to the rooftop terrace garden on the top floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a melodious quartet.

After listening carefully, Wen Ming shook his head.

This $4000 is really expensive.

Seeing Wen Ming appear, Belinda's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly came in front of her boss Beatrice.

"Beatrice, this is the heir to the Flatiron Hotel and the current owner, a rising star in the metropolis, Wen Ming. He's from the Eastern Kingdom of Daqian. His third grandfather just passed away, and he's only been in charge of the hotel for less than a week.

For tonight's buffet, he personally made mung bean cakes and pumpkin rice pudding. He's a very good cook."

Beatrice nodded slightly, then smiled widely.

"Mr. Wen, it's great to meet you. The layout and preparations for tonight are absolutely perfect. I really enjoyed the pumpkin rice pudding you made. It's so delicious."

Beatrice looked at the young man in front of her. He was as tall as a green bamboo, and his tall frame supported a dark gray twill handmade suit. Cold silver threads moved through the fabric, leaving faint star tracks.

The precisely tailored lines of the suit rise and fall with the shoulder blades, outlining the shoulder and neck contours that are between youth and maturity.

The black hair is trimmed into neat gradient layers, and the loose hair on the forehead sweeps over the brow, revealing a light wheat-colored forehead kissed by the sun.

The brow arches slanted into the temples like the edge of a sword, and the slightly raised outline of the eyes revealed a bit of laziness when the eyebrows were raised. The pair of pupils were like obsidian immersed in a cold pond, so clear that they could reflect the figure opposite.

The lip lines are clear, and the naturally upward curve always gives people the illusion of smiling.

Such a handsome young man was pleasing to the eyes even for Beatrice, a Westerner, and Belinda couldn't take her eyes off him.

"Thank you, and I hope you and your friends enjoy this wonderful evening."

Wen Ming took a glass of champagne from the waiter, clinked glasses with Beatrice, and chatted politely.

He didn't believe a word of the other party's compliments.

After what happened with the fat man, he no longer believed the foreigners praising his cooking skills.

Wen Ming's arrival attracted a lot of people's attention.

Although Wen Ming's only property is the Flatiron Hotel, this five-star hotel located on Manha Island, the economic core of the metropolitan area, is not something that ordinary people can afford to open.

Not to mention how high the revenue will be, the excellent location and century-long history alone are enough to make this hotel's value far exceed that of other five-star hotels.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wen Ming is the upstart of the metropolis.

After all, Wen Ming is a billionaire.

Flora was the first to notice Wen Ming's arrival. She quickly walked up to him and said, "Wen Ming, the pumpkin eight-treasure rice pudding you made tonight is amazing. My dad is praising you."

"I am honored by your praise."

Wen Ming replied with a smile, then nodded slightly to Beatrice: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Beatrice nodded and said, "Before the show starts, I'll have to trouble Mr. Wen to come up on stage and give a speech."

Wen Ming expressed his gratitude, and then walked to a corner of the terrace with Flora.

"Belinda." "Huh?"

Belinda had been staring at Flora's figure. When Beatrice called her, she came to her senses and looked quickly at the new guest. When she saw the other person, she couldn't remember who the other person was for a moment.

Who is he?

Don’t panic, don’t panic, use the Bagua method that Wen Ming taught me.

Have it.

"This is the new editor-in-chief of Metropolitan Weekly. His wife recently cheated on him and is currently in the process of getting a divorce. So, please don't mention his wife..."

……

"Are you not used to this kind of occasion?"

Feeling the warm sea breeze, Flora looked up at Wen Ming's handsome face.

When she saw Wen Ming dressed like this, she felt her heart beat faster.

She didn't expect that Wen Ming would be even more charming after putting on a formal dress.

She doesn't think she is good-looking, but she can't resist Wen Ming's extraordinary cooking skills.

1+1, now >3.

"It's okay. I might have to face this situation often in the future. I'll just treat this as a test for newbies."

Wen Ming held the champagne and looked at the dark sea in the distance. It was pitch black, as if a ferocious beast was waiting for an opportunity to devour him.

Flora smiled and said, "The first time I attended a party with my father, I couldn't even walk and almost stepped on my own skirt."

After hearing Flora talk about her embarrassing experience, Wen Ming's slightly nervous mood gradually relaxed.

He felt that every time he faced Flora, he would always feel relaxed.

He couldn't help but chat with Flora about some interesting childhood stories.

Flora giggled from time to time because of his amusement.

As the most beautiful goddess tonight, Flora was amused by an oriental boy and giggled, which immediately attracted the attention of many young talents present.

Many people were asking around who this man was, while Flora's classmate, Oliel, walked over quickly.

"Flora, won't you introduce me to your new friend?"

Wen Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at the other person's proud peacock-like expression.

Is the next scene the popular yet clichéd face-slapping plot?
"Wen Ming, this is Oliel, my classmate.

O'Neill, this is Wen Ming."

Flora introduced the two of them with a smile, and then reminded, "Ollier, the twice-cooked pork, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, and braised beef with soy sauce that we had last night were all made by him.

He also made the mung bean cake and pumpkin rice pudding tonight."

Oli immediately understood who the man in front of him was, and he looked at him carefully.

In terms of appearance, I win completely.

When it comes to background, a mere chef crushes everyone else.

"Wen Ming, I know you. You're the new head chef at the Flatiron Hotel, right? I even wrote you a thank-you card yesterday."

"Well, you can understand it that way."

When Wen Ming heard the other party say that he was the chef, he did not argue.

He felt rejected and hostile by his own sex.

Although Wen Ming is a straight man, he understands men.

When the other party gives you a thank-you card, it is most likely to remind you that he gave you a tip yesterday.

Sure enough, this strong sense of déjà vu of urban domineering dramas and urban novels has prototypes in real society.

But it's really baffling.

I'm here to make friends and attract clients, why are you so hostile to me?
By the way, it is said that this kind of short drama featuring a domineering CEO from the Daqian Kingdom is very popular in the Eagle Kingdom now.

You're not going to say to me, "Flora is your fiancée, stay away from her," are you?

(End of this chapter)