Tang Liang didn’t come to the State Guesthouse many times, but he could also feel it.

The kind of pride of the service staff here.

Now, he actually put his posture so low...

Could it be that I came to a fake state hotel?

The navigation is incorrect?

It shouldn't be!

After all, there is only this national guesthouse in the entire imperial capital.

Moreover, there are no hotels outside that can handle the gardens and other places except the State Guesthouse.

And the top private rooms... aren't it a bit too much?

Although the top private rooms at the State Guesthouse are, if you have enough money.

You can also go in and experience what is the treatment of the head-level.

But be aware that you are rich enough.

As for how much money you have, you can be considered rich enough.

In the whole of China, there are probably only a few people who can reach that level.

Moreover, those people would never come here to experience it.

After all, that's really a bit too eye-catching.

So basically, the top package here can't be used a few times a year.

As a result, now, it is to open it for them...

A group of people looked at each other, some of them didn't know what to say.

"Are you unsatisfied? Mr. Su."

The manager looked at Lin Chu nervously.

He didn't know Lin Chu, but it didn't prevent him from knowing Lin Chu's car.

Or, the license plate.

That brand is recorded in the State Guesthouse database.

So he rushed over.

Su...Mr.???

Everyone was confused in an instant. Where did Mr. Su come from? Why did he make trouble?

However, Chen Xu looked at Lin Chu with a hint of clarity.

He seemed to be, some understand this guy

"That, my surname is Lin."

Lin Chu glanced at the manager and touched his head a little embarrassedly.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that the surname Su had the influence of the imperial capital.

Even in places like State Guesthouses, they can have a series of privileges.

The manager was stunned for a moment, then stared at Lin Chu in a daze.

Not the surname Su?

Are you sure you're not kidding?

That car is...

But the next second, the manager squeezed a little smile on his face.

What is Lin Chu’s surname actually doesn’t matter much.

The real relationship is the car.

The car was driven by Lin Chu, and Lin Chu was the one he couldn't afford to offend.

"Then, Mr. Lin, look..."

The manager rubbed his hands with a respectful and humble smile on his face.

"You can make arrangements as you like, don't take too much care of us." Lin Chu thought for a while and spoke casually.

"Okay..." the manager nodded quickly.

In fact, he also wanted to pass this matter earlier, after all, they were the ones who were in the wrong hands.

If it is an ordinary guest, there is definitely nothing.

But the problem is that Lin Chu is not an ordinary guest.

He waved his hand to signal the waiter next to him to go down, and the manager personally took Lin Chu and his group to the private room.

After all, there are only six people, so there is no need for a banquet hall.

It's really a waste, and some are too ostentatious.

"Because you came too suddenly and there was no advance notice, our hospitality was a bit hasty, I beg you for forgiveness..."

The manager put his posture very low.

"But we have tried our best to prepare enough levels and quantity of ingredients..."

The first daughter of the imperial capital is more than just a title.

There is also a real value here.

Really, the kind that can kill people.

For most people, you have to be prepared for bleeding when you come here.

For Su Zilin, this place is similar to the canteen.

"Yes, Lao Lin, you told me that you have never been here."

Tang Liang looked at this top-level private room and couldn't help but sigh at the luxury inside: "I see if you are a regular here, okay?"

"Brother, I'm the first time I'm here in the imperial capital. You said I'm a regular here. Do you think it's possible?" Lin Chu rolled his eyes.

The brain is a good thing.

Unfortunately, this guy sometimes doesn't have it at all.

"Then, the manager just now..." Tang Liang touched his chin.

"It's probably because of guilt." Lin Chu spoke nonsense.

"Why? He will feel guilty?"

Tang Liang expressed doubts, just like the manager just looked like.

He really doesn't look like a person who feels guilty.

"...If you say this, I seriously suspect that you are in a black family, and you are a high-level black family." Lin Chu stared at his good brother with wide eyes.

It looks like I didn't expect you to be such a person.

Tang Liang couldn't help but vomit blood when he saw it.

Tang Liang:(▽)!!!

You guys are obviously damning me.

Moreover, it's still the kind of completely shameless black.

Really, I originally wanted to take you to health care.

Now that's fine, there's no need for this.

As he was talking, a team of waiters walked in.

The State Guesthouse is a separate meal system.

One serving per person.

The first dish is a salmon.

The placing is very good. At first glance, it gives people a very stylish feeling.

As for the taste... it can only be said to eat fresh.

Anyway, Lin Chu felt that it was not as delicious as the Su chef.

No one thinks that when you come here to have a meal, you can let the chef of the state banquet be the chef?

It is indeed possible, but it depends on whether your strength is enough.

The salmon was fresh, and then... nothing happened.

Then the waiter brought a dish of fried cod.
To be continued...