I’m From an Ordinary Family, for Real!

Director Hu tried to hold back his laughter, but he really couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

 “I’m not laughing, I’m not laughing.” Director He suppressed his laughter: “And isn’t this luck?”

Chen Chu looked at him sideways: "Yeah, so why are you laughing? At least I still have luck."

Director Hu: Sure enough, this matter is not that funny.

 Chen Chu hit the steering wheel with both hands: "No matter what, just find a restaurant to eat. Whichever restaurant looks good, go to that one."

 Finally, the two stopped in the most prosperous area of ​​the city.

 Chen Chu got out of the car, pointed at this majestic building complex that emitted a lot of light pollution at night, and said with a smile: "This one is pretty good."

This hotel... or rather this international five-star hotel, does not resemble the domestic architectural style, but it is quite different in terms of decoration style.

ˆ˜ all embody one word, trench.

 The ultimate capital, the ultimate luxury, the ultimate extravagance.

 The doorman trotted over quickly: "Two gentlemen."

 Chen Chu threw the car keys to him, took out a few dollars, and stuffed them into his hat: "Park the car."

"Okay, sir." The doorman took off a few green banknotes from above his head, and his smile became even wider: "Please come in, two distinguished gentlemen."

Chen Chu nodded and walked in with Director Hu.

Chen Chu found that there were still many Asian faces here, and Chen Chu could tell that many of them were Chinese.

 At least he is of Chinese descent, but I don’t know his nationality.

The doorman sent the two people in, and a beautiful receptionist took over the service with a smile. The doorman must be very generous to such enthusiastic guests.

 “Sir, do you have an appointment?” The receptionist bent down, revealing...

 Chen Chu took another look. After all, this was a mysterious deep chasm that even Peng Yuyan couldn't escape to take a second look. Chen Chu also took a look. Isn't that too much?

　One look means respect, keep looking and you will always respect...

Ahem, Chen Chu took out the tip, and Director Hu glanced over. He thought Chen Chu was going to stuff the tip into... like in some movie clips...

 It’s a pity that Chen Chu didn’t.

Chen Chu took out the tip and didn't know where to put it, but the receptionist silently puffed up his chest and seemed to be ready.

 The people around him seemed to have stopped and looked over with smiles, ready to see if the imaginary scene had happened.

You should know that this is also a special feature here. As long as you stuff enough tips, even if the clothes cannot be stuffed in and the clothes are about to fall off due to the guests, the receptionist will not be able to tidy them up.

You must maintain your etiquette and continue your reception work with that appearance.

They now want to see if this Asian has this idea and dares to do it. Asians are generally more reserved and shy.

 There are also some Chinese people who are watching, and they don’t know what they think.

But looking at this scene, Chen Chu was stunned and couldn't make a move. When the receptionist realized it, the Asian guest in front of him didn't seem to have this idea, so he quickly stretched out his hands.

Chen Chu put the tip into the receptionist's hand and said, "No reservation."

 The people around were a little disappointed, expecting to see a scene that could be called lascivious and extravagant, but who knew they couldn't.

 Boring Asians, they shook their heads and went on with their business.

 The receptionist gently felt the number and color of the banknotes, and his smile became more sincere: "Two distinguished gentlemen, are you ready to dine or check in?"

Chen Chu said: "When eating, arrange a quiet place."

“Okay, sir, do you have membership?” the receptionist asked. Chen Chu was stunned and was about to answer something.

Suddenly, a tall figure walked over quickly: "Hello, Mr. Chen Chu, I didn't expect you to come to the hotel."

 Everyone around looked over, this is actually the manager of this hotel? How could he come down?

You also called an Asian Mr.? Do they know each other?

This international star hotel is no ordinary hotel, because behind this large hotel stands a huge consortium, the Perlos Consortium.

 The meaning here is different.

 Perhaps it can be said that the person in charge behind this hotel represents the position and attitude of the Pelosi Consortium.

 White people, black people, and Asians all looked over to see what was going on and what was going on here.

Who is this Asian?

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 Simon Pelosi was enjoying wine and beautiful women in the top office, but suddenly, the TV in the office automatically turned on.

　　Played a very clear real-time surveillance video.

And there was a pleasant prompt tone: ‘Mr. Simon, a distinguished guest has come to our hotel, please hurry over and receive him. ’

 Yes, what kind of era are we in now? Are we still using artificial methods?

 Especially in foreign countries, AI has been used for a long time, and the application of AI is quite mature, and it has long been able to replace a lot of tedious manual work.

 For example, guarding the control room is something that consumes a lot of human energy.

  We have already switched to AI a long time ago. With today’s best cameras and the most advanced 3D face recognition technology, we can achieve an accuracy of 199.999%.

 But you have to know one thing, even manual work cannot achieve 100% accuracy.

After hearing the AI's reminder, Simon Perlos immediately pushed away the woman next to him and rushed to the screen. You must know that only a very small number of faces will cause the AI ​​to issue a warning.

 And these people, without exception, are all the most distinguished guests of the Pelosi Consortium.

Simon quickly checked, but when he saw the person on the screen, he was stunned. Isn’t this the Chinese man that the family had specially told him about?

The head of the Pelosi Consortium announced a piece of news internally not long ago. As soon as he sees a Chinese named Chen Chu, he will immediately drop everything he is doing to receive him.

 He is the most distinguished guest of the Pelosi Consortium.

And Chen Chu’s face is deeply remembered in the minds of every member of the Pelosi family. If you can’t remember even one face, then there is no need for you to exist.

 Simon quickly packed his clothes and went downstairs: "Leave my office and have someone come over and sort them out."

 “Okay, Mr. Simon.”

Siting in the exclusive elevator and quickly going downstairs, Simon said what he just said and walked quickly towards Chen Chu.

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 He ignored the strange looks from the people around him: "Dear Mr. Chen Chu, I'm glad to finally meet you. I'm Simon Perlos."

“Welcome to Julu Crown Hotel, this is a property under the name of Pelosi Consortium. As the most distinguished guest of Pelosi Consortium, Pelosi Consortium will meet all your requirements unconditionally.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the people around him were instantly focused on Chen Chu, and their eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.

They seemed to have heard correctly. Simon said that this Chinese man was the most distinguished guest of the Pelosi Consortium?

 Oh my god, this isn’t true, is it? This is incredible.

 A group of white people and black people all looked at Chen Chu, their eyes full of disbelief and a little awe.

Oh, Shete, this Dahua man must also be a member of a huge family in Dahua, right?

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  . (End of chapter)