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Chapter 61 Need a Massage to Relax?

Gao Bochao dared to be angry but dared not speak out. He really lost his wife and soldiers this time, but under the pressure of Wang Baichuan, he had to force a smile and said: "Okay...Okay...Everything will be as you said...

"

"Then let's go..."

Shang Xin made a sign to set off, and Gao Bochao immediately came over and invited the two of them to get on the bus, but Wang Baichuan said disdainfully: "You have the nerve to drive my brother Shang Xin in a shabby car like yours? Tell me the address.

Let’s go alone.”

Gao Bochao had no choice but to say awkwardly: "Yanjing International Hotel." Then he handed the qualification certificate to Shang Xin and continued: "When you arrive at the hotel, go to the competition organizing committee's check-in office with the qualification certificate, and then they will help you check in.

Because the organizer has arranged free hotel rooms.”

Shang Xin took the competition certificate and said "hmm", then got into the Maybach with Wang Baichuan. The driver skillfully started the ignition, and the Maybach headed towards Yanjing like a black lightning.

Soon, the Maybach drove onto the Songjing Expressway. The navigation showed that there was still about 6 hours of driving left, so both Wang Baichuan and Shang Xin began to take a nap in the car. In fact, Wang Baichuan really wanted to ask the driver to drive them off in a private jet.

Go, because this will save a lot of time and avoid the fatigue caused by the long journey. However, the route approval of private jets is extremely complicated, and Yanjing is the capital of China after all, with many high-level officials gathered. Wang Baichuan’s personal

Planes are destined not to be as smooth as they are in Jiangnan Province...

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the Maybach finally stopped at the entrance of Yanjing International Hotel. The driver turned around and whispered: "Boss, we're here."

"Oh~ Xiao Zhang, then you can go shopping by yourself. It's rare to come to Yanjing. My brother Shang Xin is here to protect you. It'll be okay..." With that, Wang Baichuan took out 20,000 yuan in cash from his bag.

He handed it to the driver named Xiao Zhang and signaled him to leave.

Shang Xin also said enthusiastically: "Brother Zhang, thank you for your hard work. You must be tired after driving for so long. Go and relax. Brother Wang, don't worry because I will protect you."

"Thank you, boss!" The driver Xiao Zhang took the cash and thanked Wang Baichuan, and then said to Shang Xin: "Then I'll bother Brother Shang Xin."

Then, the two got out of the car together and entered the foyer of Yanjing International Hotel. Although the decoration of the foyer was magnificent, it was not half as good as that of Wang Baichuan's private villa.

, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Brother Shang Xin, this five-star hotel in Yanjing is not much different from our one in Songcheng City."

Shang Xin asked curiously: "Brother Wang, don't you usually come to Yanjing with your status?"

"Yanjing is a gathering place for China's dignitaries and big families. A little shrimp like me is not qualified to hang out here." Wang Baichuan curled his lips and said.

It is true. After all, Yanjing is the political, economic and cultural center of China. There are so many people with Wang Baichuan's financial resources, and they all have powerful hands and eyes. It is really difficult to gain a foothold in a place like this.

Seeing that the two of them were still chatting here, a beautiful waiter greeted him enthusiastically. He was wearing a black suit and a hip-covering short skirt. The flesh-colored pantyhose perfectly outlined his white legs. She used standard

asked in Mandarin: “Gentlemen, is there anything I can do for you?”

Shang Xin's face turned red and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, because the beauty of this waiter was as good as those of the flight attendants, and those flight attendants were the targets of the boys in his grade.

"Sir..." the beautiful waiter continued to say hello.

Wang Baichuan was no longer calm. After all, he was a man who had seen the world. He patted Shang Xin on the shoulder and said, "Brother Shang Xin, what does this beautiful woman want to say to you?"

"Oh...where is the sign-in office of the National Free Fighting Competition Organizing Committee?" Shang Xin asked awkwardly.

"The two gentlemen are here to participate in the National Free Fighting Competition, so please come with me." After saying that, the beautiful waiter made an invitation gesture and led Shang Xin and Wang Baichuan to the competition organizing committee.

There will be a sign-in area.

After Shang Xin signed in, the staff of the competition organizing committee arranged a hotel room for him. Seeing that Shang Xin had brought a group of relatives and friends, the staff arranged a double room for him.

After the staff left, Wang Baichuan immediately muttered in a low voice: "Brother Shang Xin, I finally discovered the difference between the five-star hotel in Yanjing and the one in Songcheng City. The quality of the waiters here is also a bit higher.

There are stewardesses and supermodels everywhere, it’s really a feast for the eyes.”

"Haha, Brother Wang, if you want to say anything, just say it." Shang Xin knew that Wang Baichuan could not mention this for no reason, there must be something in his words.

"Hey, isn't it inconvenient for the two of us to live together?" Wang Baichuan said with a wicked smile.

"Brother Wang, you are going to die if you are careful..." Shang Xin sighed and said.

"Just once, after this time, your brother Wang promises to repay the overdraft debt." After saying that, Wang Baichuan happily ran to the front desk, preparing to get another room by himself.

Due to the fatigue of the long journey, Shang Xin's body was also a little tired, so he was going to go back to the guest room to rest, because tomorrow is the first day of the official start of the competition, and he needed to recuperate mentally to prepare for the competition.

"Brother Shang Xin, open the door quickly." Just as Shang Xin was about to lie down, Wang Baichuan knocked on the door.

Shang Xin had no choice but to drag his tired body to open the door: "What's wrong? Brother Wang."

"Damn, all the ordinary rooms in this hotel have been booked by the organizer of the National Free Fighting Competition. Fortunately, there are still a few presidential suites left, otherwise we would really have to sleep together tonight." With that, Wang Baichuan took the

He took out two room cards, handed one to Shang Xin, and motioned for Shang Xin to sleep in the presidential suite as well.

Of course, Shang Xin would not refuse Wang Baichuan's kindness, because he had never stayed in the presidential suite, so he happily took the room card, said goodbye to Wang Baichuan, and followed the room number on the room card.

There was a "beep" sound as the access card was unlocked, and the door opened and Shang Xin was greeted by the presidential suite. The decoration style was almost the same as that of the double room. They were both simple and grand new Chinese decorations. The only difference was that this room

It is about 80 square meters in size. In addition to the bedroom, there is an independent living room and a balcony. The bathroom is separated from wet and dry, and has a round high-end bathtub, which is considered avant-garde in this era.

Already.

But Shang Xin didn't have the energy to pay too much attention because he was too tired. He lay down on the big bed in the bedroom and fell asleep, even forgetting to take a shower...

At midnight, the phone in the room suddenly rang. Shang Xin put his head in the bed and continued to sleep, but the ringing sound was very persistent, just like an ominous midnight bell.

Shang Xin had no choice but to reach out to the bedside table and pick up the phone.
Chapter completed!
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