I am a rich second generation!

Chapter 75 I'm just having a meal with Big Brother
"Hello, thank you for not exposing us~ My name is Ella, and they are all my girlfriends."

The lead fake socialite Ella is wearing a pure black suspender, with her collarbone looming, and the shoulder strap hanging on her shoulder seems to be about to fall off at any time, but it is firmly attached to her shoulder. Yuan Zhen looked at this picture still holding a pipa, Can't help but look a few more times.

Although she is a pseudo-celebrity, she still has some capital. If you rate Ella's appearance and figure, at least she can score 80 points.

It's not just Ella, but the looks of the other pseudo-celebrities are not bad either.

But yes, if they don't have outstanding looks, how can they catch Kaizi?

"My name is Jennifer."

"My name is Beanna~"

"My name is Daisy~"

A group of pure Chinese people have to give themselves an English name, as if having an English name is such a noble thing.

Gu Cheng's face was flat, he just glanced at it, and he was no longer interested, Yuan Zhen followed suit, and said with a smile: "My name is Vincent~"

Seeing Yuan Zhen seriously say that his name is Vincent, Gu Cheng almost didn't laugh out loud.

Not to mention, his face is really similar to Vincent, the later great anchor of League of Legends.

After Yuan Zhen's introduction, several fake celebrities looked at Gu Cheng expectantly.

Compared with Yuan Zhen, Gu Cheng's appearance is several grades higher, even in terms of temperament, he is also much stronger than Yuan Zhen, especially the Vacheron Constantin 000J-7072 on his hands, the little hearts of the few people can't help it. Plop, plop, jump up
Appraisal of luxury goods is their professional skill.

The current market price of this watch has exceeded one million, which is equivalent to a suite in a small city.

The rich second generation who can wear a suite on their hands is definitely a super rich second generation that can be met but not sought after!

But Gu Cheng crossed his legs, didn't even look at them for a second time, just played with his mobile phone, without any intention of introducing himself.

Just when Ella couldn't help but want to ask aloud, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and the lobby manager of Shangri-La rushed over with several waiters.

"I'm very sorry Mr. Gu for keeping you waiting. I'm Zhuo Lu, the lobby manager of Shangri-La. Thank you very much for choosing Shangri-La."

Together with six or seven waiters, they all bowed in front, expressing their apologies to Gu Cheng.

It was the first time for the fake ladies to see this kind of scene, and they immediately began to think about it. There is only one possibility to be treated like this by the lobby manager.
That is Shangri-La's VIP-level users!
This kind of person can't become a person just by applying for a membership card and staying in a hotel for a few days.

Only the high-quality customers identified by the hotel as top-notch will be awarded the title of VIP member.

Facing the respectful Shangri-La service staff, Gu Cheng nodded slightly, and asked lightly, "Is the room ready?"

"Of course, the No. [-] Presidential Suite Shanghai and the No. [-] Presidential Suite Pudong have been prepared for you, and the personal butler is also on standby for you."

Hearing Zhuo Lu's response, Gu Cheng stood up, patted the non-existent dust, and said again: "Then take me to the room first."

"Ok."

Gu Cheng also glanced at Yuan Zhen, and said with a smile, "Are you going upstairs with me, or are you planning to exchange feelings with them?"

"Ham, you go up first, and I'll let the staff take me there later."

"That's fine, I'll go first, and contact me if you need anything."

Since he was willing to communicate with these ladies, Gu Cheng didn't want to bother him.

After speaking, surrounded by a group of waiters, he walked towards the exclusive elevator.

As soon as Gu Cheng left, Ella couldn't help asking in a tired voice: "Vincent, are you staying in the presidential suite today?"

Yuan Zhen sat on the sofa and smiled mysteriously: "Yes and no."

"?"

The girls were puzzled.

"It's not just today, I should live in the presidential apartment for the entire seven days of National Day."

Yuan Zhen can be regarded as a fox pretending to be a tiger. Although he has lived in the presidential suite, but as rich and powerful as Gu Cheng, he has never done such a thing after opening it for seven days.

After all, hundreds of thousands of dollars can buy a car.

Several fake ladies exchanged secretive glances, and they were convinced that these were two real rich second generations. Then they all posted them next to Yuan Zhen, and the smell of various perfumes rushed straight into Yuan Zhen's nostrils.

But he enjoyed it very much.

Especially when the women knew that the president was run by Gu Cheng, they made insinuations about Gu Cheng's identity. They wished they could rush into the president's trap and let Gu Cheng whip themselves mercilessly.

Follow Zhuolu on the exclusive elevator.

When the indicator light reached the floor, the elevator door opened slowly, and Zhuo Lu asked Gu Cheng to get out of the elevator with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Gu, this is your suite."

Pushing open the door of the presidential suite, an aura of fame and wealth greeted Gu Cheng.

Can you not be extravagant, it is close to [-] a day.

But at any rate, he is someone who has experienced it once. Gu Cheng was very calm, and the slightly excited mood he had the first time did not appear this time.

Gu Cheng followed Zhuo Lu slowly into the room.

The crystal chandelier sets off the large and comfortable velvet or leather sofa, and the ingenious and design furniture complements the contemporary artwork and antique furnishings.

No wonder people always say that you can't imagine the happiness of rich people. Leaving aside, how many people can enjoy the presidential suite tonight?

"Mr. Gu, the name of this presidential suite is the Shanghai Suite. There are two other suites besides this suite, namely the Pudong Suite and the Pujiang Tower Suite. They are also the only three presidential suites in Shanghai Shangri-La."

Listening to the introduction, Gu Cheng nodded slightly.

"It's still early in the morning. After a while, when the night falls, Mr. Gu can enjoy the night view of Shanghai from his room, and he can also enjoy the ancient Bund, the scenery of the historical buildings on the Bund of the Huangpu River, or the magical scenery from multiple angles. The prosperity of the modern financial district.

We all know that the night view of Shanghai and the lights and neon lights of the Bund are second to none in domestic cities. "

Zhuo Lu led Gu Cheng to the giant floor-to-ceiling windows, and introduced the prosperity in the distance.

Looking at the towering buildings and the endless stream of cars in the distance, Gu Cheng unexpectedly calmed down in his heart.

In such a fast-paced society, everyone wants to climb higher and enjoy more.

But there are very few people who really stand at the top. If they are not lucky enough to get the system, after a few more years, they will walk out of the carefree life of the ivory tower, and they will be one of the crowd.

Maybe not even as good as them.

This is life, although it has endless beauty, but only his darling deserves to enjoy it.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just when Gu Cheng was sighing inwardly, there was a knock on the door.

Gu Cheng turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Lu.

He had just checked into the hotel, and Yuan Zhen was still indulging in the gentleness of a pseudo-celebrity, so naturally he would not come to see him, even if there were, it would only be the hotel staff.

Seeing Gu Cheng's gaze, Zhuo Lu quickly explained: "It should be our hotel staff who have arrived."

After speaking, he walked quickly to open the door.

The door opened, and a handsome man about 30 years old stood at the door.

Seeing Zhuo Lu who opened the door, the man nodded and said, "Manager Zhu."

Zhuo Lu nodded, let the man in, and then said: "The guest is there."

"Hi Mr. Gu, I'm your personal butler, Pete."

Pete walked up to Gu Cheng quickly and introduced himself.

This personal butler named Pete has profound features, but not as soft as the people from the Celestial Dynasty, and his pupils are still blue. He is probably of mixed race from the Celestial Dynasty and foreign countries.

But one thing to say, this personal butler is really handsome and gives people a great impression.

But it's normal, people are sensory animals, if the hotel sends a big man with a thick face and a thick face as a personal butler, who would accept it?Everyone has a love for beauty. Although Pete is a man, it doesn't affect Gu Cheng to look at him with admiration.

"Mr. Gu, if you have any requirements, you can directly ask Pete. If you have any special requirements, as long as you ask, we will do our best to meet you."

After Zhuolu's beautiful words, he planned to leave. His task has been completed, and the rest will be handed over to Pete.

Gu Cheng nodded.

After Zhuo Lu left, Pete said slowly: "It will be time for dinner soon, I wonder if Mr. Gu plans to dine out or directly at our hotel?
If Mr. Gu is going to eat in our hotel, you can tell me the dishes you want to eat, and I will contact the chef immediately to cook for you.

If you plan to go out to eat, if you haven't made a reservation in advance, I can also help you book any restaurant in Shanghai. "

This is the caring service enjoyed by the presidential suite. In fact, most people who spend money are in a misunderstanding, thinking that a house worth tens of thousands of dollars a night is definitely not worth it. It is the service brought by the presidential suite.

I and Yuan Zhen were in the car all afternoon and didn't eat anything. I was really hungry after being mentioned by Pete.

"Don't be so troublesome, just eat at the hotel and make two copies."

"What would Mr. Gu want to eat? I'll arrange for the chef to cook for you as soon as I write it down."

"Look at it, there's nothing forbidden."

"Then do you plan to dine in the room or go to the restaurant downstairs?"

"Restaurant."

After thinking about it for a while, it is indeed strange enough to eat in the room with a big man like Yuan Zhen.

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away."

After speaking, Pete went back to arrange dinner for Gu Cheng.

When Pete left, Gu Cheng was the only one left in the huge presidential package.

Lying bored on the huge leather sofa, Gu Cheng was really envious of Yuan Zhen, who couldn't help being a vegetarian. At least for now, he was warm and soft, and he was the only one who was alone.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng took out his phone and logged on to the Douyu live broadcast that he hadn't logged in for a long time.

This time, Gu Cheng's goal was very clear, and he directly clicked on the same city channel.

As an international metropolis, Shanghai has a lot of live broadcasts, and the entire city channel has more than a hundred anchors online.

Gu Cheng's title of emperor had already been lost because he hadn't renewed his fee, so he didn't cause much commotion. He just shuttled between live broadcast rooms one after another, looking for prey.

Suddenly, an anchor who indicated that he had followed came into Gu Cheng's eyes.

An anchor who has almost been forgotten by Gu Cheng, Qin Xiaoman
It's just that he remembers that Qin Xiaoman is not a student of Chuanyin?How did you come to Shanghai?

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng directly clicked into Qin Xiaoman's live broadcast room.

A level 71 account, even without the bonus of the title of emperor, is as dazzling as the sun in Qin Xiaoman's live broadcast room.

Qin Xiaoman was holding a guitar, sitting at the entrance of the subway tunnel, plucking the strings gently, the breeze in the tunnel stroked the broken hair between her eyebrows, accompanied by a youth song "Those Years", showing a strange innocence sense.

"Wife!"

"Sight of first love girlfriend"

"I think of the girl I had a crush on back then"

Looking at these bullet screens, the corners of Qin Xiaoman's mouth slightly raised. Although he has been an anchor for more than half a year, he still enjoys hearing compliments from others.

Until she saw an entry message, the hand that was playing the guitar suddenly stopped, and shouted happily to the camera: "Welcome Jiuhuang to the live broadcast room!"

"Jiu Huang? Where is Jiu Huang?"

"Has the emperor entered the live broadcast room? Why didn't I see it?"

Seeing that Qin Xiaoman hadn't forgotten himself, Gu Cheng also smiled slightly, looked at his balance, and found that there were 2.2 shark fins left, that is, 11 super fires, and then he clicked 11 directly, and gave away all 11 super fires go out.

When the cool special effects came up, it brought a wave of enthusiasm again.

"Before the start of school was too busy, I didn't have time to go to Jiyu, the emperor's title was lost, but there is still a little shark fin left, I will give it to you directly."

Gu Cheng's honest words became Versailles in the eyes of everyone on the barrage.

"11 rounds are super hot, 2.2 yuan, just a little bit of shark fin left? 666, this is the difference between the boss and me."

"Focus on "A Little Shark's Fin"!"

Qin Xiaoman kept thanking at first, and then asked: "I didn't expect Jiuhuang to be a student like me. I thought you were a big boss, but Jiuhuang still follows the old rules. Shall we sing a song for the two of us?"

Gu Cheng smiled lightly and did not answer her question.

"I see that your live broadcast room is located in Shanghai, and I happen to be in Shanghai right now, do you want to come out and have a meal together?"

"Huh? Emperor Jiu is also in Shanghai?"

"Yes."

Of course, Qin Xiaoman knew what eating meant.
The previous Gu Cheng hadn't appeared for nearly a month, and she had almost forgotten about Gu Cheng, but today's 11 super hot shots brought back the words that Gu Cheng said to her back then.
In the month without Gu Cheng in the live broadcast room, she only received less than 3000 yuan in gifts.

That is to say, within a few minutes after Gu Cheng entered the live broadcast room, he gave nearly 4 times the amount of gifts
All of a sudden, the line of defense that was originally holding on was directly pierced.

Gu Cheng looked at Qin Xiaoman's hesitant expression in the live broadcast room, and knew that the bait he had sprinkled a few times had already had an effect, and now he was only short of a slap in the face.

With this in mind, Gu Cheng directly recharged 20 shark fins.

The cool special effects were once again raised in the live broadcast room.

"The user [too long] opened the emperor."

"The user [too long] presented the anchor [Xiaoman] Super Rocket X88"

A series of super fire attacks directly brought Qin Xiaoman's live broadcast room to the Douyu homepage.
Qin Xiaoman in the live broadcast room looked at the special effects of the rocket on the screen, and the last bit of reserve was wiped away. He gritted his teeth in his heart and sent a message to Gu Cheng's WeChat on his mobile phone.

"Jiuhuang, where are you now?"

Seeing this news, Gu Cheng's mouth curled into a smirk.

"Send me your address, and I'll send someone to pick you up."

After speaking, he exited the live broadcast room.

Seeing Gu Cheng leave, Qin Xiaoman also understood, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "This is the end of today's live broadcast. I still have to study in Shanghai for a few days. I will live broadcast these days~"

"Xiao Man, don't! Don't go to eat with Emperor Jiu!"

"I hate! I hate that I have no money, and I can't even protect my beloved Xiao Man!"

"Xiao Man, promise me that your mouth can only be used for eating tonight, okay?"

Seeing all kinds of bullet screens flying up, although he knew what they were telling the truth, Qin Xiaoman could only explain: "Don't think too much, I just have a meal with my brother!"

(End of this chapter)