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Chapter 266: A mansion with 70 million decorations

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It's half past one.

Both Chen Chuan and Song Suzhi were tired from playing, especially Chen Chuan, who saw his quantitative value break through 100 once. They left the club and went downstairs.

Since they all drank alcohol, they called the driver in the club.

The valet driver got the car keys from Chen Chuan, saw that it was a McLaren, and was immediately in awe. When he saw that it was P1, the valet driver was in a mess. He saw Chen Chuan and the two dancing on the Santai. Ye Di, thought it was two students with no money coming to play around.

I didn't expect one to open p1 and the other to open model s, so rich that they don't even open a card...

After the p1 car, a Cayenne parked there.

The high beams of the Cayenne suddenly turned on, making Chen Chuan, Song Suzhi, and the two surrogate drivers blindfolded.

Against the light, Chen Chuan saw the car door open, a pair of long legs wearing high heels got out of the car, and a woman with a graceful figure swayed over.

When she got closer, Chen Chuan could see her face clearly.

"President Teng?" Chen Chuan thought it was a coincidence, "Hey, what a coincidence, you're here too?"

Teng Qingqing looked at Chen Chuan, then at the girl wearing sunglasses behind him.

Teng Qingqing said: "I sent you a message, but you didn't see it."

"Oh, there's a lot of information on my phone. I was busy shopping this afternoon, so I didn't have time to read it."

"There is the best club in the city on this road. I guess you will come here after shopping, so I'll wait for you. Let me drive you back?" Teng Qingqing said.

Chen Chuan hadn't spoken yet, but Song Suzhi behind him gently pulled his arm.

The two surrogate drivers stood aside, not daring to wear it.

Teng Qingqing walked slowly in front of Song Suzhi, looking at the girl's snow-white skin and the slightly indifferent corner of her mouth under the sunglasses.

Chen Chuan felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, so he wanted to make a joke to ease the atmosphere, and said, "How about, President, let's go to the Ritz-Carlton together?"

Teng Qingqing was expressionless, raised her left hand, and slapped Song Suzhi in the face.

Chen Chuan also raised his hand, as if he had expected it, and stood in front of Song Suzhi, blocking and grabbing Teng Qingqing's left hand.

Snapped!

Without any hesitation, Teng Qingqing raised her right hand and hit Song Suzhi in the face, knocking her sunglasses aside.

Song Suzhi lowered her head and said nothing, just straightened her sunglasses with her hand.

"Hey, chick, is the Cayenne with the lights on your car? Move it forward." Another young man walked out of the bar door. He walked up to Teng Qingqing with a cigarette in his mouth, and said with a smile, "You two cars The lights are still bright."

Snapped!

Teng Qingqing raised his hand and slapped the young man on the face again, sending the cigarette in his mouth flying far away.

There were companions behind the young man, and they were startled at the same time.

Snapped! President Teng raised his hand again, and slapped the young man a second time.

The young man covered his mouth and took two steps back.

Everyone stood silently at the door of the bar.

The group of young people looked at Chen Chuan, the McLaren P1 behind him, the girl wearing sunglasses behind Chen Chuan, and Teng Qingqing who was beating someone. Seemingly guessing that these people couldn't be provoked, he backed away.

Chen Chuan spread his hands and said to Teng Qingqing: "You should say sorry to Su Zhi."

Teng Qingqing looked at Chen Chuan calmly.

"It's wrong to hit someone," Chen Chuan said.

Teng Qingqing took a breath, walked up to Song Suzhi, and raised her hand to slap her.

Chen Chuan stretched out his hand to block it.

Teng Qingqing raised her other hand, and slapped it like before.

Song Suzhi stood where she was and did not hide.

However, Chen Chuan also raised his other hand and grabbed both of Teng Qingqing's hands.

Teng Qingqing broke free with both hands, her eyes were red: "Okay, Chen Chuan, I don't want to see you again."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked back to the car, started the car, turned around, and drove away.

The two surrogate drivers stood aside and asked weakly, "Brother, where shall we go?"

"Ritz-Carlton."

Chen Chuan pulled Song Suzhi into Model S, and the two sat in the back row.

One surrogate driver got into p1, and the other got into model s.

The two cars drove towards the hotel one after the other.

Chen Chuan looked at Song Suzhi beside her. Because of her fair skin, the fingerprints on her face were very clear.

She still hasn't taken off her sunglasses, so you can't see her eyes.

Chen Chuan touched her hand, which was a little cold.

"Does it hurt?" Chen Chuan asked.

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, I saw a teardrop rolling down from under the sunglasses.

Song Suzhi shook her head, and gently wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

Three o'clock in the middle of the night. Ritz-Carlton suite on the 56th floor.

After a lot of comfort, Song Suzhi had already fallen asleep.

However, Chen Chuan received a message from his friend [Yue Wushang] in the game.

Yue Wushang: Boss, aren't we an alliance with [Sihai]? Why did people from [Four Seas] terminate the alliance and kill us

Chen Chuan: Let her kill.

the next morning.

When Chen Chuan woke up. It was found that there was no one around.

The empty room was very quiet, there was no sound of water in the bathroom, there was no sound of the TV in the living room, and there was no Song Suzhi's clothes on the hangers in the room.

After a while, just as Chen Chuan was about to fall asleep, he heard the door being opened again.

The sound of footsteps came to the bedroom, and she saw her changing clothes and carrying breakfast in her hand.

"Hey, you're awake. I went back and changed my clothes, and got breakfast on the 10th floor." Her complexion returned to normal, and she looked in a good mood.

She obediently crawled onto the bed, lay on the side, and asked with a smile, "Have you recovered enough?"

Although it was the weekend today, Song Suzhi was going back to the company to participate in training. After eating breakfast in bed, she went to take a shower and washed before leaving.

Chen Chuan checked the time, it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and he fell asleep for a while.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, he got up and washed up. After receiving a call from Liu Cheng, he went downstairs to have lunch with Liu Cheng.

Liu Chengdao: "How is it? Have you had fun these two days? There are many beauties in Shanghai, right? Where's your friend from the McLaren Center? Why aren't you together?"

"I went back to the company for training today." Chen Chuan said.

Afterwards, Chen Chuan and Liu Cheng ate and chatted.

"There was something last night..." Chen Chuan told Liu Cheng what happened last night.

Liu Cheng ate the food, listened carefully, and smiled: "Hey, it's not a problem. Chairman Teng is narrow-minded. Just think about it. She has been pampered since she was a child. She looks dignified and virtuous on the surface. When something goes wrong, the eldest lady will show her temper. Do you really have no temper when you are the daughter of a family of Teng's stature?"

"However, temper comes and goes quickly. She will come to you after she thinks it through. At that time, you can punish her." Liu Cheng said.

"I received news from [Yue Wushang] last night that you [Sihai] are killing our people." Chen Chuan said.

Liu Cheng waved his hand and said: "I don't want to participate. It must be President Teng playing his temper. She wants to lead people to kill... Let them play. Anyway, it's just a game. If you don't play, it won't be lively. Although there are few people in [Amorous Building], you are a person. They are all very fierce, [Four Seas] may not be able to beat you."

After dinner, the two took a bath in the recreation center on the 21st floor of the hotel and made a spa.

In fact, Chen Chuan's trip to the Shanghai stock market was almost over.

Originally, this time I came here to mention p1, and by the way, I met Song Suzhi, who works in the McLaren Center, and took her to play for two days, so I should go back now.

In the afternoon, I said goodbye to Liu Cheng. He went to another McLaren service center on Hubin Road to report his name. After verification, he picked up another yellow P1. It looks like a new car, anyway, it’s a lottery for nothing, and it’s over if it smells really good.

I found consignment logistics and towed both p1s back to Haiqin City.

In the evening, he went to the villa at Dongjiao No. 1 to have a look.

The renovation project costing 70 million has been completed.

Italian-style Florentine-style detached villa, full of complex and smoky Renaissance style, looks like a dream in the sun.

Chen Chuan entered the courtyard of the villa, and the landscape in the courtyard was unique and fresh.

Pushing open the heavy pure copper villa door, the interior of the villa appeared in front of Chen Chuan.

With an area of 670 square meters and a decoration cost of 70 million, Chen Chuan was amazed by the effect shown.

In the high foyer, there is a 15-meter-high chandelier, 10,000/square meter cowhide floor, 8,000/square meter silk embroidery, Jingdezhen ceramic handles, and a set of kitchen appliances in the kitchen is 4 million yuan.

The personal butler held a thick bill in his hand and made an introduction beside him.

Under the top design team in Shanghai, the effect created by 70 million yuan is not "earthy" or "luxury", but elegant and exquisite, and being in it makes people calm and relax.

With a house payment of 280 million yuan and a renovation fee of 70 million yuan, this villa will be his base for playing in Shanghai in the future.

After the personal butler left, Chen Chuan was blowing the wind on the second-floor terrace.

He sat on the bench, folded his arms, and watched the sunset of Shanghai.

Being in the villa in the central area of this bustling metropolis, breathing the air of 350 million mansions.

ps: Thanks to Brother Nine, it’s so cool, n is almost mature, veo Xiaobawang, the crow smiled again and tipped.