Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 91 This is the chip and battery of T800, I brought it to you specially (Please subscribe first, please give me a monthly ticket)
Wen Ming was standing in his office. When he saw the homeless man climb onto Tony's truck, his eyes narrowed slightly. He was about to call Tony to remind him, but he found that the truck had already passed the intersection and disappeared without a trace.

And there was nothing left in the original place.

"Poor homeless guy, he will probably be ostracized by the world will of the Iron Man universe. If Tony doesn't kill him, Happy will definitely take action."

When people from the real world enter the movie universe, they will be hunted down by the will of the world.

John had verified it last time. This time, seeing the homeless man being a stowaway without knowing the consequences, Wen Ming could only mourn for him in silence.

After feeling emotional for a while, Wen Ming returned to his bedroom, picked up "Artificial Intelligence from Scratch" and studied it seriously.

Three seconds later.

Loud snoring could be heard from the big bed on time.

……

At 4:30 in the morning, Flora appeared at the door of the Flatiron Hotel on time.

She was not disappointed when she didn't see the familiar figure, because she knew that the other party was not waiting on purpose.

"Hi, Flora, the boss was busy until after 1 a.m. last night and just went to bed not long ago."

Mina and Flora were already very familiar with each other. She greeted Flora and said with a smile, "But he said he would make breakfast for you this morning. He was busy so late, preparing the ingredients in the kitchen."

Mina smiled and did her wingman job well.

In her heart, the boss must like Flora.

Those two women last night were probably not the main wives.

"That's great."

Flora walked into the elevator in a happy mood.

Wen Ming is so nice.

Mina looked at her back and immediately started whispering with her colleagues.

"Tell me, if Flora knew about those two women last night, would she break up with the boss directly?"

"Then we must provide cover for the boss."

"The boss is such a master of time management. I wonder if he has time to manage us."

"You can go on a night raid now, no, give the boss a morning service!"

……

Wen Ming slept until five o'clock in the morning and felt full of strength.

Immediately.

He is satisfied.

In recent days, he felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger, especially last night when he accidentally hugged Sarah Connor with one hand to do weightlifting. He realized that he had unknowingly gained a pair of strong arms in the past week.

In addition, John had previously tested that the core of the space rift was the hotel rather than the intersection, which made him feel more and more that there was something wrong with this hotel.

As for what else is special about this hotel, Wen Ming is still unsure, but he believes that as more and more time travelers arrive, the hotel will gradually unveil its mystery.

This may be the reason why the third uncle requires that only blood relatives can inherit this hotel.

So, how did the third uncle die?

Hasn't he been strengthened?

Has he ever been offered a plot character in the cinematic universe?

All the previous employees have left. Is it because the third uncle passed away?
While thinking, Wen Ming got up, took the elevator to the second floor, and opened Sarah's room.

Just as he was about to approach Sarah, he saw Sarah suddenly pull out a gun from under the pillow and quickly turned around to point it at him.

"Sarah, it's me."

Wen Ming stopped and raised his hands.

When Sarah saw that it was Wen Ming, her nervous expression finally relaxed. She threw the gun on the bed, still with a look of fear on her face. When she saw Wen Ming coming towards her, she screamed and hugged Wen Ming's waist.

The 20-year-old girl was crying like a child at this time.

"It's okay, you're back at the hotel. This will be your home from now on."

Wen Ming patted her back gently and tried to comfort her, but as he did so, he felt something was wrong.

He looked down and saw the little girl nodding continuously.

The little girl had tears in her eyes and choked up, even losing her voice at one point. "I had a nightmare all night!"

"Don't worry, I already have a better way to deal with T800. As long as it checks into the hotel next time, I can capture it, hiss."

Wen Ming gasped. The little girl kept shaking her head, as if expressing her disagreement. However, Wen Ming also knew that if he were to face T800 alone, he would not be much better off than Sarah.

After experiencing life and death, she needs to constantly vent her inner fear and terror.

The venting last night was only a slight relief.

After a night's rest, she regained some energy, but it was limited.

"Don't bother with it. I've already destroyed it."

Sarah took a break from her busy schedule and looked up at Wen Ming, blinking her big eyes as if waiting for Wen Ming's praise.

"destroyed?"

Wen Ming was so excited that he took a step forward.

Sarah punched Wen Ming hard. "I found Kyle Reese, and we designed it together. We took the T800 to the largest 911 office."

Wen Ming nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, that's how it should be. Go on, keep talking."

"T800 was so aggressive that they wiped out everyone in the 911 office, and then 911 dispatched SWAT.

The T800 was severely damaged by various heavy weapons, but it still killed all the SWAT personnel.

Then I lured the T800 into the factory in the movie and successfully crushed it using traps, grenades, and a hydraulic press."

Sarah became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally she rode on Wen Ming's body, gesticulating and describing how T800 was abused in various ways.

When she talked about the thrilling parts, she couldn't help but tremble all over and screamed from time to time.

Wen Ming was generous with his praise: "Sarah, you are great. That's how it should be. Good."

His previous thinking was narrow, and he was always thinking about how to deal with T800 in the hotel. Later, Sarah had to go back alone to face T800, so he gave Sarah some ideas and let those armed forces have a headache.

Now it seems that the effect is really good.

The only pity is that the T800 is gone.

I wanted to capture it.

Tony would be disappointed.

His time machine is gone.

In fact, Wen Ming was also a little disappointed.

I made various preparations at the beginning and studied T800 thoroughly.

In the end, I didn't even fire a single shot and the T800 was taken down.

I just feel like it’s not satisfying enough.

I just happened to have a lot of ammunition stored up, so I couldn't waste it.

Thinking of this, Wen Ming immediately stepped forward.

"No, you're better. You're truly amazing. If it weren't for you, I would definitely die!"

Sarah waved her hands excitedly. At the end of her speech, she seemed to suddenly remember something. She slowly crawled to the side of her bulletproof suit, reached into her pocket, took out something, and handed it to Wen Ming behind her.

"This is the T800 chip, I brought it back specially for you.

I also brought back its two batteries, and they are now on the table.

When I crushed him with the hydraulic press, I was very careful not to explode the battery and chip."

"Holy crap! T800 chip and battery? Oh my god!"

Wen Ming looked at the three things in front of him and felt like he was dreaming!
He grabbed Sarah excitedly and kept thanking her profusely: "Sarah, you are my angel."

"No, you are my angel!"

Sarah sensed Wen Ming's excitement. She raised her head and looked towards the rooftop. "Without you, I would definitely die. For the past three days, I have been on the brink of death every moment.

If it weren't for the bulletproof suit you gave me, the various weapons and ammunition you prepared for me, the food you prepared for me, and the various suggestions you gave me, I would definitely have been killed by the T800!

Although I’m almost dead now.”

The two of them didn't say anything else and expressed their gratitude to each other frantically.

An hour later, Sarah finally fell into a deep sleep. Wen Ming took the T800 chip and two batteries and happily returned to his bedroom, locking the chip and batteries in his safe.

So cool!
The value of these things is much higher than the bulletproof suit in "John Wick"!

Tony will be happy with this gift!

I don’t know if he can successfully save his parents in Marvel’s perverted universe.

If Howard is really resurrected, S.H.I.E.L.D. will be happy.

Will the Supreme Sorcerer take action?
……

At six o'clock in the morning, some tenants had already started to eat.

Olaf and other chefs are busy preparing various meals in preparation for the upcoming breakfast army.

As Wen Ming walked past the front desk, he asked about the occupancy rate.

A total of 216 rooms were opened last night, with an occupancy rate of 84%.

Not many animal protectionists stayed to book rooms, so the high occupancy rate basically came from natural traffic.

It's Sunday after all.

Wen Ming walked to the kitchen area and took out the rice and various ingredients that had been steamed last night.
Turn on high heat and stir-fry shallots until fragrant, then add diced chicken, chicken gizzards, diced mushrooms, diced winter bamboo shoots, diced sea cucumber, and diced ham.

After all the side dishes are preheated, add the chicken soup that has been simmered overnight, and then add the shrimp and dried scallops.

Bring the soup to a boil and pour it out.

A big pot of ham soup is ready.

Pour oil on the teppanyaki, pour the egg liquid when the oil is hot, and then pour in the rice.

Crush the rice so that each grain is coated with golden egg liquid.

After the rice grains are no longer sticky, start pouring in the ham broth.

Pour in a spoonful of ham stock and stir-fry for a while.

Wait until all the ham stock is absorbed, then pour in another spoonful.

So back and forth.

"smell good!"

A voice sounded, and Wen Ming looked up to see Flora sitting on a high stool, looking at him with shining eyes: "Is it fried rice?"

Today's flower of Huaer Street changed into a silver-gray OL outfit. She looked full of vigor, like a soldier going to war, ready to face the new week.

"That's right, no noodles today."

Wen Ming smiled at the other person, then added fresh shrimp, pea rice and salt to the rice.

Add the chopped green onions for the second time, stir-fry until fragrant, then sprinkle with the third layer of green onions and the last spoonful of ham broth.

The entire dining area was filled with the aroma of chopped green onions and the rich fragrance of chicken soup. Many diners unconsciously raised their heads and looked in Wen Ming's direction.

When they saw that it was Wen Ming, some old customers stood up unconsciously.

They knew that Wen Ming was cooking delicious food again.

Stir-fry quickly for 30 seconds.

Wen Ming used an iron spatula to scoop out two scoops of fragrant fried rice and put them on a plate.

"Huaiyang Egg Fried Rice, I hope you like it."

Flora narrowed her eyes and smiled, liking this feeling more and more.

Wen Ming always handed her the first bowl of rice he prepared. This special treatment made her heart pound.

I will definitely be very aggressive in buying and selling stocks today.

Dad will definitely scold me.

Never mind, I want to eat first.

Just as Flora was about to pick up the spoon and start eating, Wen Ming slapped his forehead, took out a card, and placed it in front of Flora: "Check to see if there are any allergens that may be causing you."

Flora took a serious look, then shook her head and said, "Don't worry, no."

Wen Ming smiled happily.

I like Flora's non-allergic constitution.

He handed the card to the waitress nearby and asked them to show it to all the customers who wanted to eat egg fried rice. Then he looked at the latecomer Fei Bai and asked, "Would you like a bowl?"

"Of course!"

Aiwen's tone was a bit harsh, but he thought of his wife's plea, so he had to put away his dissatisfaction and coughed lightly: "Well, Wen Ming, your pumpkin eight-treasure rice is delicious. My wife Hao Li wants to learn it. Can you teach me, uh, teach Hao Li?"

Wen Ming looked at Ai Wen in surprise: "You have eaten too."

Aiwen nodded: "I came to dinner with Hao Li on Saturday night. I wanted to chat with you, but you went back to rest."

Wen Ming heard the complaint in the other person's words, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Who knows if this non-white guy is also a corporate spy.

"Do you have Kuaiyin or Xiaohongshu apps downloaded on your phone?"

Wen Ming was busy serving all the fried rice and putting it into the thermos. Then he started to fry the second pot while asking a question.

"Yes, I have Kuaiyin."

Ivan was a little confused.

"Then go search it. All my cooking skills come from Kuaiyin."

Wen Ming explained: "I don't have any secret recipes. I learned everything from the chefs at Kuaiyin."

"Huh? Really?"

Flora and Ivan, who were eating fried rice seriously, exclaimed at the same time.

Wen Ming spread his hands: "That's it."

Flora and Ivan looked at each other in surprise.

Did you learn to cook such delicious food by watching videos?
How come I can’t learn it?
Wen Ming quickly prepared another pot and then served a bowl to Helen and Perkins who were waiting in line.

“I thought you only knew how to make pasta.”

Helen smiled and joked. Wen Ming knew that she was going to see a liver cancer specialist today, so she was in a good mood. "As long as you follow the quick notes, there is no meal you can't cook."

Perkins was a little surprised.

She had heard AI Haihou say that Wen Ming’s cooking was delicious, and Tony had repeatedly asked to eat Wen Ming’s cooking, so she became very curious about Wen Ming’s cooking skills.

The bowl of egg fried rice in front of you has distinct grains, loose particles and bright colors. The appearance alone makes you want to take a bite.

A spoonful of egg fried rice went into her mouth, and the fragrant, delicious, fresh and smooth taste immediately filled her mouth with a rich rice aroma.

The soft and glutinous rice is intertwined with the deliciousness of various ingredients. The tender shrimp, the salty and fragrant ham, and the crispness of green beans together create a wonderful taste symphony.

The rich layers of taste allow her to clearly distinguish each ingredient.

too delicious!

All the Eastern food I ate before was a scam.

How come the boss is so good at cooking?
"Isn't it delicious? I tell you, ever since I've eaten the food cooked by Wen Ming, I can't eat food cooked by anyone else."

Helen sat opposite her and kept praising her.

Perkins also nodded vigorously.

It's so delicious that you can't stop eating it.

She finished the rice in a few bites and couldn't help but want to get up to get a second bowl. As a result, she saw a long line in front of the thermos of fried rice.

When she got closer, the thermos was already clean.

Not a single bite left.

how come?
Perkins walked to the kitchen and saw two bowls of egg fried rice in front of the boss. He immediately asked, "Boss, give me another bowl."

"No more, the ingredients are used up." Wen Ming waved his hand.

"Aren't there still two bowls left?"

Perkins stared at the two bowls in front of Wen Ming.

These two bowls seemed to be special editions, with several times more ham than what I had just eaten.

"this is mine!"

Wen Ming quickly covered the two bowls of fried rice with a bowl, then waved goodbye to Flora who had already stood up.

"I'll still be at this time tomorrow."

Flora made a phone call gesture, and then prepared to rush to Wall Street with high morale.

I’m so full, why did I eat two bowls?

Today I'm going to kill everyone!

……

Wen Ming put the fried rice on the cart and walked out. Perkins didn't bother to continue eating and hurriedly followed him.

As Wen Ming's personal bodyguard, even though she could not leave the hotel within 100 meters, she still consciously stayed by Wen Ming's side at all times.

Wen Ming did not refuse. After pushing the cart to the door of Sarah's room, he told Perkins to wait outside the door while he swiped his card and went in.

Perkins stood outside the door, looking at both sides vigilantly.

She's already starting to get into the groove.

Although my boss hasn't recognized my abilities yet, I will definitely make him look at me differently!
At nine o'clock, Wen Ming, Helen, Sarah, and Perkins were waiting for the liver cancer expert in a small conference room on the third floor.

Helen's face showed a mixture of surprise and worry.

What she was worried about was not her own illness, but John's absence.

Wen Ming was also a little worried.

It shouldn't be.

How could John be absent from such an important event?
Can't he return to this world at any time?

But he knew he had to give Helen confidence, so he kept comforting her: "Don't worry, John should be dealing with the house and will be back soon. Let's hear what the doctor says first."

Helen nodded, then looked up at the expert in front of her.

"The situation is better than I expected, but I still need to make a 3D model of your liver. I need to determine the exact size of your tumor so that I can decide on the specific treatment method, such as surgical resection or other therapies..."

The expert looked embarrassed: "Are you sure you can't come to my hospital for examination?"

"Well, we need a more private treatment."

Wen Ming nodded and said, "What instrument's inspection results do you need? Tell me and I'll buy them. I'll try to install the machine in the shortest possible time."

The expert shrugged: "Let me give you a list."

In the metropolitan area, he had seen many wealthy people, and he also served these wealthy people, so he quickly made a detailed list and said, "We also have a relatively advanced anti-cancer injection. The cost of one injection is about 20 US dollars. It is very effective for blood tumors such as lymphoma and multiple myeloma. We are conducting in-depth trials on the treatment of liver cancer. Would you like to try this treatment?"

Wen Ming looked at Helen, and Helen was also a little unsure. She looked up at Wen Ming, then at the expert, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this moment, a voice rang out: "We are willing to try. Excuse me, does your hospital accept gold settlement?"

A look of surprise flashed across Helen's face, and she turned her head to look: "John!"

Wen Ming turned around and was about to smile, but he saw John in a dishevel.

He had his bulletproof suit jacket draped over his arm, and his white shirt was covered in dust and had been torn in several places.

Wen Ming keenly noticed some blood stains on the arm under the coat.

Is John injured?
Wen Ming looked into John's eyes, but John was staring at the expert.

When the experts saw him like this, they were unsure what was going on.

Are you the patient's husband?

So who is this young man?

But he still shook his head and said, "It's better to have a check."

"Then please prepare a treatment plan."

John spoke with determination.

Helen grabbed his hand, her eyes flashing with emotion, but more of worry.

She also saw the bloodstains on John's body.

After sending the experts away, several people looked at John together.

John put his bulletproof suit on the chair. His arms were indeed covered in blood. Helen's tears suddenly flowed out. She hurried to look at John's arm, but John waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, it's not my blood, it's all from the enemy."

"Did you trigger the plot?"

Wen Ming saw Helen lift up John's shirt sleeve and found no scars on it, then he looked at John.

John nodded and said, "I sent a message to Gianna after I returned. Who knew she had an undercover agent of Santino around her? Santino escaped early, and then he put a bounty on my head worldwide."

Wen Ming opened his mouth when he heard this.

Sure enough, the will of the world is so disgusting.

Helen immediately became nervous: "Doesn't that mean you're in danger at any time?"

John nodded, then shook his head and said, “Although I was hunted by Santino, I was protected by Gianna.

Jaina arranged a safe house for me to hide in, but I didn't dare trust her, so I spent a lot of time and effort."

"If there's any danger, come back here anytime. Even if they block you for a few days, you can always go back from another part of the hotel and catch them off guard."

Wen Ming also disagreed with John trusting Gianna, the gang leader.

These people seem to be particular, but in fact they are not particular at all.

John solemnly expressed his gratitude to Wen Ming: "Thank you for giving me a safe environment, and thank you for accompanying Helen to see the doctor just now."

"Don't be so polite, we are allies."

Wen Ming waved his hand, then looked at Sarah: "Sarah, tell everyone about your experience."

Sarah nodded and told them how she lured T800 to the 911 office, how it was surrounded by SWAT, and finally how she designed it to enter the factory and be completely destroyed.

Sarah didn't mention the T800 chip, but instead talked about Kyle Reese: "Kyle died. He was already injured, and then he was accidentally shot by SWAT. He was hit by a bullet, and finally he was beaten up by the T800 in the factory. He didn't survive until the ambulance arrived."

Everyone sighed when they heard this.

I thought Kyle Reese and Sarah were well prepared and would survive, but they died anyway.

"If he survives, maybe you can bring him to the hotel."

Helen sighed, and Sarah looked at Helen in surprise: "What does this mean?"

Wen Ming formally introduced Perkins to Sarah and told her the rule that after the plot ends, the world's will will drive away those who are destined to die but have not yet died.

Sarah was a little helpless: "If I had known this would happen, I would have sent him to the hospital first before going to the factory."

Wen Ming patted her hands: "Even if you send him to the hospital, he will come to protect you again."

Everyone was silent for a while, and finally Wen Ming stood up and said, "John, please contact someone to sell the gold you have. Helen's treatment requires money. Once my company is established, we won't have to rely on the dealer's commission anymore."

Sarah suddenly raised her hand.

"Well, I have some gold here too."

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