The beauty at the front desk looked straight.

Black card!

She actually saw the black card?

"Sorry, sir, what room do you want to book? I'll handle it for you now." After seeing the black card, the beauty at the front desk suddenly changed her face and became particularly respectful.

You must know!

When guests book a room, these front desks have commissions.

The more expensive the booking room, the higher their commission will be.

Jiang Cheng didn't even look at the front desk beauty, and glanced at another front desk assistant with a relatively stingy personality. In front of the front desk beauty, he said, "Open a presidential suite for me."

"You can drive."

The Presidential Suite is 88,000 in one night.

Just getting commissions can get nearly a thousand yuan.

Her monthly salary is only three or four thousand. When the front desk assistant heard Jiang Cheng’s call, he stood up excitedly: “Okay, OK, sir, I will open a suite for you now.”

Zhou Fei was first shocked by Jiang Cheng's black card that was throwing his hand.

Then I was shocked by the words Presidential Suite.

He turned his head to look at the beauty at the front desk, and saw her staring at Jiang Cheng with a gloomy face, looking regretful that she was so angry that she didn't dare to get angry.

Oh shit.

Relieve the breath.

I told you to look down on people with a dog's eyes.

"Zheng Ye, this room is more than 80,000 yuan, so staying for one night is not too luxurious?" After entering the suite, Zhou Fei spoke to Jiang Cheng with a heartache.

After experiencing these two months of poverty and humiliation, Zhou Fei almost forgot what enjoyment is.

Jiang Cheng chuckled: "Vice General Zhou, it seems that you, a poor man, have experienced a good life experience in the past two months."

"Master Cheng, please stop making fun of me." Zhou Fei felt chill and angry when he thought of what happened around him: "You saw it today, just because I was in a downturn and had no money."

"I can't even keep my own wife."

"My daughter is sick and has a high fever, and I don't even have money to pay for the hospitalization fee. The relatives and friends who used to borrow money from me now don't know me, and don't mention paying back the money."

"Tomorrow is my father-in-law's birthday again, I..." As he said that, Zhou Fei choked up so much that he couldn't continue.

When he was in his glory, these relatives ran from Jiang City to Kyoto and got close to him.

All kinds of flattery and flattery are needed to borrow money when you speak.

If he is down, haha, what about them?

"Don't worry." Jiang Cheng patted Zhou Fei's shoulder, curled his lips and smiled: "Tomorrow is at your father-in-law's birthday party, no, it is at the former father-in-law's birthday party, I will let them know."

"You will be the object they cannot afford to climb."

Zhou Fei raised his head, tightened his fingers, and asked half-believingly, half-expectedly: "Master Cheng, is it true?"

"But you... weren't it revealed that you were the adopted son of the Jiang family? You..."

"Haha." Jiang Cheng smiled in a deep voice, his eyes showing a world-renowned aura: "The adopted son of the Jiang family? If I only have the Jiang family, I will not be alive."

"Don't worry."

"Tomorrow you will know how big the backstage your boss has."

"Now, help me deal with something." Jiang Cheng placed the computer in front of Zhou Fei, knocked out the surveillance video in the Jiang family's lobby, and pushed it in front of Zhou Fei: "Can it be solved?"

Zhou Fei no longer worried about Jiang Cheng's current situation.

He stared at the screen with a serious expression and looked at it for a few glances.

He pursed his lips and said, "Not sure, I can give it a try."

Jiang Cheng knew Zhou Fei's character. Since he said he could give it a try, it means he was at least 70% sure.

really!

Less than half an hour.
Chapter completed!