I let you be a rich man, not a scumbag.

The hotel was closed, but the owner was busy.

Just then, Wang Mingyang, the president of Amanyangyun, drove in from the entrance and found that the entrance was blocked.

Wang Mingyang looked at the crowd of people blocking the entrance of the hotel and his face fell.

He frowned, opened the car door and got out, and walked over with a gloomy face.

Seeing Manager Zhao standing next to the truck, Wang Mingyang said in a slightly annoyed voice: "What's going on? Why is there so much noise and traffic jam?"

Manager Zhao smiled and said, "President, you are here. Mr. Jiang from our hotel has arrived and is unloading his car. It's ready here. I will ask someone to clean up the scene right away."

"My car has been parked for a long time. I don't care about him. What he unloaded won't be parked aside? Can't the hotel still do business?"

Manager Zhao, who was scolded by Wang Mingyang, was pale and wiping cold sweat.

Did he do something wrong?

It was Wang Mingyang who said before that he would do his best to ensure Jiang Cheng's living experience at Aman.

Manager Zhao said at this time that it was really difficult for him.

"This... President, I know. I will ask the guests to drive away immediately."

Manager Zhao immediately walked to the door of the Porsche and knocked on Jiang Cheng's door.

Jiang Cheng's door was lowered. Looking at the embarrassed look on his face, Manager Zhao asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Jiang... It's like this..."

The moment Jiang Cheng rolled down the window, Wang Mingyang was frightened and his eyes widened.

At this time, he was yelling in his heart, Manager Zhao, this stupid idiot, didn't tell him that it was Jiang Cheng inside.

This is the God of Wealth of their hotel, what's wrong with blocking the door?

Before Manager Zhao finished speaking, Wang Mingyang rushed over and pushed him away.

The face that was angry just now was now full of sneers: "Mr. Jiang, it turned out to be you. I was wondering who was so impressive that he could get a Porsche 918."

Jiang Cheng looked at the two of them inexplicably.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

The most confused person was the innocent Manager Zhao who was scolded by Wang Mingyang for no reason.

He was still confused at this time. He had just mentioned Mr. Jiang, but Wang Yangming still looked indifferent.

The staff watching the scene suddenly changed their faces when they saw their president being polite to Jiang Cheng.

They all silently remembered Jiang Cheng's appearance more deeply in their hearts.

And they quickly reminded themselves that they must be more respectful when they meet Mr. Jiang Cheng in the future.

Wang Mingyang looked at Jiang Cheng's Porsche 918, his eyes flickered, and he asked with a smile: "I don't know where Mr. Jiang bought this Porsche 918. My useless son likes this kind of car the most and has been clamoring to buy a top supercar."

"I bought it at the 4S store in Tianfu." Jiang Cheng said casually.

He can't count it as a system reward, right?

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Wang Mingyang's expression was somewhat interesting. Ordinary Porsches are easy to buy, but a 918 may not be available without some channels.

He felt that Jiang Cheng was not telling the truth, so he could only smile and politely say: "Mr. Jiang, are you used to living here? If you need any help, please feel free to ask. Don't be polite."

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