Chapter 45: Wandering!

The rich man is one of the oldest hotels in Baicheng. It has a history of more than 20 years. As early as the 1990s, his business was so booming that even many foreign tourists came here.

It can be said that the times create heroes. After more than 20 years of economic expansion, the quality of life of rich people has been greatly improved. Any straightforward and related to money has been put on the blacklist by them for fear of being vulgar.

Brother Huan is an old-fashioned person and loves to come to such a magnificent hotel. However, Han Qinghe is a typical representative of the high-end one. How could he like this hotel full of decay and lag?

"You will know after eating it. It makes sense that the rich man can stand for more than 20 years." Tang Huan sat in the passenger seat, patiently introducing what the rich man got.

Because it was a private dinner, Han Qinghe did not bring her assistant bodyguard. She put on a mask and wrapped her whole body tightly. Her wide pair of sunglasses covered the few remaining facial skin.

Driving to the underground parking lot of the rich man, the two of them got off the car, a young woman in a charming cheongsam came up. She was first attracted by Han Qinghe's strange outfit. Then she walked to Tang Huan and said in a flash: "Brother Huan, you are here. The private room has been prepared for you. I will take you there now."

The consumption level of the rich people after the big waves is not high. At least it is much cheaper than those top clubs. Tang Huan is also a vulgar man who talks about pomp and face. Therefore, choosing the rich people to spend can not only meet the low consumption standards, but also meet Brother Huan's bad vanity.

The cheongsam girl had a strong sense of dust. In fact, the rich man did have unhealthy services. The twenty VIP lounges on the top floor were often in a mess.

All the waitresses wearing cheongsams are basically marked with clear prices. The cheongsam girl in front of her took Tang Huan several tips. However, they were all paid for the guests, not Tang Huan was looking for fun by himself.

“Is this the good place you said?”

Han Qinghe frowned slightly, glanced over the cheongsam girl and moved away immediately.

Although she didn't understand the market conditions in this regard, she also knew that this rich man was afraid of unhealthy consumption. Otherwise, this woman's ambiguous attitude towards Tang Huan would be too imaginative.

Han Qinghe felt disgusted inside and looked at Tang Huan's not tall personality more and more.

Tang Huan smiled slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Now, the fittest people are alive. We are all insiders. I'm afraid we have heard a lot about this kind of news gossip, right?"

How many big stars are there to ensure that they are not stained with the mud? It is not uncommon to hold the director's thigh, grab famous actors to hype, and even sleep with investors and producers.

Han Qinghe glanced at Tang Huan with a sideways: "Is this the reason why you are willing to fall into depravity?"

"Where did I fall?" Tang Huan's face suddenly turned up. "In fact, I have never had a relationship yet. It is as pure as a piece of white paper, as fresh as egg white, and can be broken."

"You are so disgusting." Han Qinghe groaned and walked straight into the elevator.

Will she believe Tang Huan's self-report?

Pure as white paper?

If you really want to be so pure, why do you have to force yourself to kiss me when you first meet? If you hadn't reacted quickly, this guy might have stuck out his tongue.

Thinking of this, Han Qinghe hurriedly interrupted his thoughts. It was so disgusting!

The rich man's lobby is decorated in magnificently, but the private rooms selected by Tang Huan are antique. The sandalwood lingers by the window, and the dark red main color makes people feel as if they are in an ancient palace, full of charm.

The cheongsam girl ordered the waiter to serve the dishes, then secretly threw a charming look at Tang Huan, then twisted her plump butt and slowly retreated.

And all this fell in Han Qinghe's eyes, and he was even more ashamed of Tang Huan's private life.

"You said you were pure just now?" Han Qinghe snorted coldly. "I have heard a saying that flies do not bite seamless eggs."

Tang Huan laughed silently, and did not want to worry about this difficult problem. Instead, he filled Han Qinghe with fragrant tea and said with a smile: "The rich man is most famous not in the dining environment, but in the chefs here, they all have one or two palace dishes. Although more than 20 years have passed, the chefs have gone and come. Their skills must have fluctuated. But at least they can taste the taste of the imperial chef. Unlike other places, under the banner of imperial chefs, they actually sell dog meat under the head of sheep. It is very fake."

Han Qinghe did not respond, but just took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Tell me, what exactly are you going to do?"

"Please treat you to dinner." Tang Huan picked up the spoon and served half a bowl of egg custard for Han Qinghe. "Try it, the ingredients of this bowl of egg custard are very particular. I promise that as long as you eat a bite, you will linger and eat the marrow and know the taste..."

Han Qinghe didn't have that good patience to listen to his ramblings, his eyes sank, and his face was blank: "Don't challenge my patience."

Brother Huan knew that Han Qinghe had a bad temper and didn't dare to think about it at the moment. He stuffed a pearl garden into his mouth and smiled and said, "Didn't it be said before? Sheng Tian is about to open a model competition. We hope that Miss Han will go over and help and start this brand. It is best to take advantage of Miss Han's popularity to let more people pay attention to our model competition."

"I said it too. Don't go." Han Qinghe didn't eat anything, just drank the cup of tea in front of him.

"Sheng Tian spent a lot of effort on this model competition. He almost died of death before." Tang Huan sighed softly. "If this model competition cannot cause a sensation, Sheng Tian's capital chain will be very tight."

"What does it have to do with me?" Han Qinghe asked back.

Tang Huan was amused and crying: "No matter what, Miss Han and Sheng Tian are also partners, right? And in order to sign Miss Han, Sheng Tian basically squeezed out the funds."

"Did I beg Sheng Tian to sign me?" Han Qinghe said mercilessly.

Tang Huan felt that he couldn't talk about this day.

This big star doesn't even care about Sheng Tian's life or death.

In fact, since Sheng Tian signed with Han Qinghe, he has indeed made many unkind decisions, such as taking a kissing scene for Han Qinghe, making an authoritative decision to arrange some commercial activities, and even reaching out to Han Qinghe's most nervous record works.

Without a single complaint, Han Qinghe had a good temper. Now he asked Han Qinghe to go to a model competition like a grass-roots team.

Big stars don’t want to be face-saving?

The temperament of the competition is completely inconsistent with the top stars.

Tang Huan sighed lightly and said powerlessly: "Miss Han, then you have a condition, how can you stand up for this model competition?"

Tang Huan knew that Han Qinghe was not pursuing fame and fortune, and was determined to do his own art. So he was not worried that Han Qinghe would open his mouth and demand a 18 million appearance fee.

Of course, Sheng Tian definitely can't afford it.

"Delete the kissing scene. You can talk about everything." Han Qinghe stared at Tang Huan without squinting. "I've told you so much to have this meal with you. It's all for the sake of your help from my brother. So please don't challenge my bottom line anymore."
Chapter completed!