People who have never been to Conrad's luxury can never imagine it. This is a world created with luxury, but it is not as cold as sitting on a mountain of gold. The atmosphere of life and the noble temperament are perfect.
Combining it together is Conrad's biggest feature and the corporate business philosophy of Hilton Hotel.
Walk up the hovering white marble staircase. Because it was a private party held by Paris on the upper floor of the hotel. According to the custom, those who did not receive the invitation cannot enter, so Guan Zhiyong left all his subordinates below.
Only he and Woddaffiji walked up hand in hand.
When we arrived at the floor of the party, there were two young men wearing expensive suits standing straight there, smiling like nobility on their faces, and whispering to them:
Hello, sir, please show the invitation first?”
"Oh, of course!" Woddafiji did not dare to neglect. In fact, it was not just him. None of the so-called young masters and celebrities invited to the banquet were trying their best to show themselves. Of course, men were to be able to follow him and not knowing that
Paris, who was hiding, left a good impression, and those women mostly came to compete with Paris.
Before seeing her, of course she was even less willing to lose her identity in the doorman. The difference is that Wodafiji knew that there was a routine before, and he might not be able to kiss her, but he would not be able to easily
Giving up, let’s talk about being able to witness the beauty of a world-famous rich woman named Paris.
As soon as Guan Zhiyong saw the invitation handed over by WDafei Machine, he immediately knew that WDafei Machine was likely not to deceive him. Because although the invitation he handed over looked very expensive, it did not have the gold edge.
While here, the waiter turned his head and asked, "Hello, sir, are you with this gentleman?"
Somehow, he was so afraid that he actually had the urge to turn around and escape. But Wodami grabbed his arm early and nodded at the waiter with a smile: "Oh no
No, here I have my own invitation!”
As he said that, he whispered to Guan Zhiyong: "Hi, Baekabad, it's not your own business now. If you slip away here at the moment, what will you think of you? Besides, here is
You have a good opportunity to win glory for your country. As a dignified man, you will not be famous for retreating and running away in panic, right?"
Guan Zhiyong glared at him angrily, saying that everything is here, but after he said this, he really couldn't leave here. Otherwise, what might the guy here think of him?
Thinking of this, Guan Zhiyong made up his mind and took out the invitation from his pocket.
Isn't it just a woman? What's there? I am a seven-foot-foot man, and he can still eat me? Guan Zhiyong put his hand on one hand and handed the invitation to the two people without hesitation.
In front of the young man who is having a job.
There was a look of displeasure in the eyes of the two of them. The so-called seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, there is another old saying that when you beat a dog, you should look at the owner. Of course, it is not suitable for use here, but those who come to the party will not be able to attend the party.
Men and women, for the sake of Paris and Hilton, were all polite to them, nodding or smiling. What about Zhiyong like?
Of course, they didn't know that this place was called "No Desire," because the others were fond of Paris here, and it would be natural to be polite to them, but Guan Zhiyong avoided it and was afraid that it would be too late. If it weren't for Woddafi,
The plane stopped him by the side, and he had already turned around and left.
However, due to the good training, the smiles on the faces of the two people here did not disappear. One of them just glanced at Guan Zhiyong's invitation, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, and his smile became more and more warm: "It turned out to be Mr. Bayonet."
, don’t need to read your invitation, please come with me!"
Guan Zhiyong took back the invitation awkwardly, turned his head and saw the smile on Woddaffeji's face that had not yet been able to withdraw. He snorted coldly and followed. Woddaffeji smiled and shook his head gently.
As for men, who doesn’t have any face? What is face? It’s face, dignity, and a strong backbone. For Guan Zhiyong, men live a dignified life, especially in front of these foreigners.
As soon as he entered the upper floor, although Guan Zhiyong had long been mentally correct, and he had seen many big scenes here in the past few years, the luxury in front of him still made him breathe in the air conditioner. The star anise crystal chandelier is gentle and gentle.
The light poured out, like a hazy moonlight, wrapped around people like gaze and mist.
The rose-red carpet is light and soft, and when you step on it, it feels like stepping on snowflakes and white clouds. The huge layer has been dismantled at this time, although it has already come up a lot before Guan Zhiyong and the others.
People, but because the place is too big, still gives people a feeling of emptiness.
Around the banquet, there were about thirty or forty guys wearing black suits, sunglasses and headsets, and walking around, obviously Paris's bodyguard.
Seeing Guan Zhiyong coming up, everyone who was talking in groups of three or three turned their heads and looked at them with one after another.
Wodafiji had a calm smile on his lips and chuckled at Guan Zhiyong: "Hi, Baekaboo Brother, look, guys who came earlier than us, they are so pitiful. I don't know you've pulled it out long ago.
It's the first place!"
Guan Zhiyong frowned slightly. He didn't like the tune of the stimulation of the Wodafiji, like a young man who pursues the romance all day long. Guan Zhiyong lowered his voice and said, "Who is the first to be the first to be the first to be? Don't talk nonsense, don't
I forgot what we are here for. If I hadn't been to fill my stomach and save myself a meal, I wouldn't have come up!"
Woddaffe rolled his eyes helplessly when he heard this. Just as the waiter walked past them, Woddaffe immediately whispered: "Hi, whiskey, thank you!"
"Don't you drink something?" Wodami took his whiskey, then turned his head to look at Guan Zhiyong.
Guan Zhiyong's eyes turned around and chuckled at the waiter, "Do you have beer?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then said, "Uh, yes, sir, please wait a moment!" As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the location of the probably service desk. Guan Zhiyong had just seen it not far away.
There was a counter, which was filled with all kinds of food, desserts and drinks.
"Hey, bayonet, why don't you just drink beer when you get here?" After Woduffiji said, he picked up his glass with ease.
Guan Zhiyong walked in the direction of the waiter and chased after: "Of course, the red wines in your west, white wines are like dog urine, and they don't taste at all!"
"Woo, cough!" Woddaffi choked in his throat with a sip of wine, coughing repeatedly, pointing at Guan Zhiyong's back with one hand, looking weak.
"I think you should give me the whole bottle, don't you?" When the waiter finally found a bottle of beer and then patiently turned it back to avoid foaming, Guan Zhiyong suddenly appeared behind him. It was obvious that
He was not mentally prepared, so Guan Zhiyong's voice made his hands tremble and he almost poured out the wine.
Guan Zhiyong leaned straight into his hand and held the bottle, nodded, and the waiter hurriedly retreated to the side. Guan Zhiyong sat there without hesitation, and then drank it himself. Of course, he
I didn't forget to take the time to observe the reactions of these people.
Of course, the celebrities who thought they were gentlemen were very despised by his actions of treating this place as a bar. So after they rolled their eyes, they still spoke according to their own small groups.
Guan Zhiyong was so happy that he was casual. The Woddaffa machine did not follow, but was stopped by several people. Judging from the appearance of those people, they should be the managers and bosses of some small companies. Of course, the small words here are scattered.
As those people everywhere said, none of the people who could actually stay in the Hilton Hotel were scattered.
"Hi, man, can I have a drink?" A young man who looked very handsome suddenly came over. He was a typical American, with a big nose, a head of golden hair, and a bit melancholy looking.
The blue eyes, of course, are actually born here.
Guan Zhiyong glanced at him gently. Of course, he would not be confused by the other party's street gangster temperament. He smiled slightly: "Of course, if you can accept it!" As he said that, he poured the other party's wine glass over.
After a glass, the young man raised his head and poured it down. Maybe the guy here had never drunk beer, so before he could speak, a hiccup came out.
"Oh, damn it, the wine here is really great. I swear to God!" The young man chuckled softly, then poured himself a glass and touched Guan Zhiyong: "Thank you for being able to
I’m so good to drink here, thank you!”
Guan Zhiyong said calmly: "I feel very honored to have a wine companion!" As he said that, he drank the cup in front of him.
Just here, a voice rang out: "Hi, Morgan, what are you doing? Come here, man!"
A loud voice sounded behind Guan Zhiyong, and the young man with a hippie looked immediately shouted: "I understand!" and he was about to get up. Perhaps because he had drunk too much wine, his body couldn't help but fall.
Guan Zhiyong hurriedly supported his waist.
His eyes shrank suddenly, and Guan Zhiyong chuckled quietly, "Be careful, man!" As he said that, he reached out and patted his arm twice.
The young man known as Moore looked at Guan Zhiyong deeply and chuckled: "I think drinking here is a very good decision. I hope you have a happy night!" As he said that, he walked away
past.
Guan Zhiyong looked at his back quietly for a while and shook his head with a smile. He understood what the young man here meant, and he told him not to move around tonight and just drink here.