This hotel probably divides its guests into different levels.
They are probably in the middle class.
The hotel arranged a large suite for them, which had two bedrooms, a study, a living room, etc. Overall, the room was slightly larger than an ordinary suite, but slightly simpler than the presidential suite.
However, as soon as Qiao Nian entered the room, she noticed a celadon ornament placed at the entrance. She walked around the ornament, tapped it with her fingers, and leaned in to listen.
He quickly walked into the living room, put down his bag, sat down on the sofa, and spoke to Ye Wangchuan who had already gone to the room to change clothes.
"The ornament at the door is a cultural relic left by our ancestors."
She sneered, "Any room in any hotel has genuine items. It's worthy of being Baishi Island. It's really generous."
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes when he heard this, raised his hand to take a bottle of water from the table, unscrewed it and handed it to her: "Take a rest first."
Qiao Nian took the water from him, but held the bottle for a long time without moving. Instead, his eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly with excitement, and suddenly raised his head to look at him: "What do you think we are going to do on the 1st to 3rd floors of this hotel at 8 o'clock in the evening?"
Seeing that she looked like she was about to take action, Ye Wangchuan sat down opposite her, quite dignified and lazy: "You want to know? I'll ask Mo Xi to get a quota."
"But didn't you say that David had a friend coming to see you later? Do you have time to go and see him?"
Qiao Nian pulled the hem of her sweatshirt, then she remembered the friend David had mentioned he would introduce to her before they left, and she leaned back on the sofa uninhibitedly.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Ye Wangchuan understood what she meant immediately.
This means that she won't go to see it tonight, but will wait and see what the hotel is doing tomorrow.
Ye Wangchuan let go of her hand, picked up the hotel's internal phone, and prepared to order food: "What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over."
Qiao Nian thought: "Beef noodles?"
She didn't know what to eat on Baishi Island, but Qiao Nian definitely didn't want to eat Western food, and she had no interest in breaded fried chicken or the like.
Seeing her frowning face, Ye Wangchuan decided not to make the call. He stood up and invited her directly: "Let's go to the restaurant on the second floor."
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Wait until Qiao Nian reaches the second floor.
I went to the Haicui Pavilion mentioned by the front desk, and when I entered I saw a very large restaurant with a lot of people sitting there eating.
Led by the waiter, they sat down at a window seat. The waiter brought them menus and thoughtfully poured them two glasses of lemonade.
Then he stood aside and waited quietly for Qiao Nian and the others to order.
The thick menu is just as the front desk said, covering all the popular cuisines from around the world, and can almost satisfy the tastes of guests from any region.
However, Qiao Nian did not choose Sichuan cuisine this time. Instead, he chose a few refreshing side dishes, a roast duck, and a bowl of vegetable porridge.
Seeing that she had picked out all the light flavors that she usually ate less, Ye Wangchuan added a bowl of health-preserving soup.
Then he handed the menu back to the waiter: "That's all for now."
"Okay, I'll place your order right away."
The waiter tucked the menu under his arm, took the plate away, and went to the front to place the order.
Wait for him to go away.
Qiao Nian placed one hand on the back of the chair and scanned the restaurant. He soon noticed that there were so many cameras here that there were almost no blind spots.
There are also black-clad bodyguards looming in every corner of the restaurant. You don't need to guess to know that you can't walk around here and the security is tight.
(End of this chapter)