When Zhang Yang and a group of people got off the plane. w w wq u a n b e nc o mIt is already past three in the morning. Last night, Xuelian took me to eat a lot of Xinjiang specialty snacks. For example, "pulling notes", "pulling movies", etc., and waiting for the plane at the airport. When I came to Beijing, it turned out to be Ling.
morning.
They are at the airport. Except that the cabin is larger than that of Xinjiang. Luxurious exterior. I can't feel anything different in Beijing. Of course, if you look at the weather. This is definitely the worst place.
The wind and sand are very strong and the weather is dry and cold. For Zhang Yang and others in the south, this weather is simply terrible.
Zhang Yang suddenly found that he was a little confused after coming to Beijing. Where could he find General Stuttering? Although he could find the general through Wang Yan, Zhang Yang did not want to call Wang Yan. Zhang Yang was always conflicted, and the result of the conflict was hesitation. Undecided.
"Xuelian, where are you going?" Zhang Yang asked.
Three pairs of eyes fell on Xuelian.
"Don't you know?" Xuelian asked in surprise.
"…,,
The three of them were stunned.
"I, I... I came to Beijing when I was eight years old. How can I still remember..." Xuelian stammered. Seeing everyone staring at her dumbfounded, her face suddenly turned red with anxiety.
Everyone stared. None of them thought about this problem. I always thought that Xuelian should have contact information.
"How about I give dad a call..."
"No!" the three men said in unison.
"Why?" Xuelian was a little confused. She is a girl who is inexperienced in the world, so she naturally does not understand the psychology of men, for three grown men. After coming to Beijing, he actually had to ask Maimaiti for help before he found the general. That was definitely a shame.
No one answered Xuelian. Several men carrying large and small bags walked towards a taxi as if they were fleeing.
"Brothers, come with me today. Uncle Biao will take you to a popular hot spot." Liu Biao called a taxi waiting for guests. He threw his big bag into the trunk and shouted excitedly.
"Okay, I'll mess with you!" Aze suddenly spoke. This was the first time since Xinjiang. The first words Aze said.
"Hehe. Fuck with me. That's right!" Liu Biao patted Aze on the shoulder. The three men looked at each other and smiled, and all the barriers disappeared.
"Brother driver. Let's go to the Hilton Hotel!"
Liu Biao is rich now. The most upscale hotel he has stayed in in his life is a four-star hotel, and it is fake. so. When he came to Beijing this time, the first thing he thought of was staying at the Hilton. In fact, he only knew the name of this hotel.
"No, go to the Peninsula Palace Hotel." Zhang Yang rejected Liu Biao's proposal.
"...Why?" Liu Biao was a little dissatisfied. Hilton. Five stars!
"Haha. In Beijing, the Peninsula Palace Hotel has a much longer history than the Hilton." Zhang Yang smiled. In fact, he didn't know the reason. He just felt an inexplicable affinity for this hotel, and he almost blurted out the name of this hotel. Zhang Yang guessed. There must be someone in his memory who has a special liking for this hotel and it affects his decision.
"Haha, I am well-informed. If you are not an old Beijinger, you still don't know the origin of Peninsula Palace Hotel. In fact, Peninsula Palace Hotel was formerly known as Beijing Palace Hotel. It opened in January 1989 and was renovated in July 2005... Alas... many people don’t know this anymore... "
The driver is about forty years old. Judging from his nostalgic expression, he should be a real old Beijinger.
In today's Beijing, it is not as easy as people think to meet a real old Beijing. Because of the continuous expansion of the city, the foreign population has surpassed the locals. Many people with Beijing household registration are not necessarily real old Beijingers. Most of them are immigrants from other places.
Of course, this does not mean that there are fewer people in Beijing, but based on the population ratio, it is much easier to meet an outsider than a Beijinger.
"Haha, brother driver. Is the Peninsula Palace Hotel closest to ** Square?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Yes, brother. In fact, the Peninsula Palace Hotel is a bit expensive. However, for out-of-town tourists, it is the most convenient to stay here. The hotel is located in the city center, only a few steps away from the Forbidden City; only 2 meters away from the Beijing Railway Station. kilometers; 3 miles from Beijing International Airport; you can walk to the Forbidden City, National Square, and National Museum from the hotel. If you stay in the hotel, you can visit those attractions anytime. Of course, you have to arrange a time. There are more and more tourists. Many attractions cannot be open around the clock, of course. You can consult at the hotel... "
The taxi driver is indeed an old Beijinger. Be eloquent. As expected of Kanye from Beijing, he said it very carefully. From the airport to the hotel. He actually mentioned all the major attractions in Beijing. Even the scenic spots where the Olympic Games will be held are mentioned. If it were not for old Beijing, it would be difficult to figure it out. You know, Beijing is really too big, and many people can't figure it out even after living there all their lives.
The taxi stopped and stopped, and the lights were red all the way. It actually took more than an hour to walk from the airport to the Peninsula Palace Hotel.
The four of them got off the bus at the hotel. Liu Biao generously threw nearly a thousand dollars to the driver, who walked away with a smile on his face.
"Grandma, you actually look down on us country people. She said it's just a bit expensive, but I want to see how expensive it is!" Liu Biao pushed away the doorman who was about to carry his bag and strode into the hotel, carrying his luggage. One pack presses the other. Like a refugee from Africa. Although there were no guests in the hotel at this time. but. It still attracted the attention of the security guard on duty because. Just now Liu Biao pushed the doorman to the ground with a gentle push.
"Open a room!" Liu Biao walked to the front desk, full of momentum.
"Ah... um..." The two girls on duty were startled by Liu Biao's voice that sounded like a broken sand jar, and they actually forgot their polite words. Stuttering, he looked at this strange combination.
One is of huge stature. A muscular man of at least 100 kilograms led two young men who looked a little thin, and followed behind them was a little girl who was afraid of stepping on ants when she walked.
What makes people feel a little weird is that the four of them are all wearing those kind of inside-out sheepskin clothes and carrying a number of large and small bags. Like ancient migrating hunters.
"How much?"
Liu Biaocai slapped a stack of banknotes heavily on the front desk, which made several security guards dumbfounded. There is no need to show off here, right? This is a high-end hotel. The landlords who spend money here, some of them are poor, and some of them are poor. One who takes cash!
Immediately, several security guards showed contemptuous smiles on their faces. They are already sure that these guys are bumpkins. violent birth.
Of course, their guess was indeed correct. Liu Biao's total wealth now only amounts to tens of thousands. But looking at his momentum, he is more arrogant than tens of millions of rich people...
"Sir, how many rooms do you need?" The lady at the front desk glanced at the girl behind her.
"Well... we need... four rooms..." Liu Biao rolled his eyes and smiled mischievously. He had decided to feast tonight.
"Yes. The deluxe room is 3,400. After discount, it is 1,320, so the total is 5,000... By the way, because your check-in time is too early. There will also be an additional fee..."
"What! So expensive? You need to pay more!"
Liu Biao's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief. In the Mainland, a four-star hotel only cost more than 200 yuan a night. It's a little more expensive, just over three hundred, and these more than a thousand rooms have greatly exceeded Uncle Biao's surprise. Of course, the key is. It was far beyond his financial ability. A night's stay would cost more than 5,000 yuan for him. Not a good deal.
Seeing Liu Biao's surprised look, Aze and Zhang Yang couldn't help but turn their backs in unison. What a shame!
You don’t have to look so surprised if you think it’s expensive, right?!
Even Xue Lian blushed with embarrassment and looked down at her toes without making a sound.
"Sir, this is the hotel's rule..."
"Okay... Gouridi Hotel is so expensive. Kill a pig! Liu Biao threw all the money on the bar angrily. He booked a lot of rooms. Naturally, he knew that he had to pay a deposit.
"Sir, please show me your ID card." The lady wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare to smile when she looked at this big guy who looked like a gorilla, and the muscles on her face kept flexing.
"Girl, give Uncle Biao a smile. Don't hold it back." Liu Biao was not angry and threw his ID card on the bar in frustration.
"Ahem... Hehe..." The lady at the front desk finally couldn't help covering her mouth and laughed. There were too many people watching them. People like Liu Biao who have no money and pretend to be rich also watch a lot. However, there are not many people like Liu Biao who don't feel any shame after failing to pretend to be rich.
"I'm sorry, sir. Your ID card is fake. Please show a valid ID." The front desk lady's face became serious. Obviously, a formal big hotel like this. We will never accept people who use fake ID cards. Of course, there is nothing you can do if you can't tell whether the ID is genuine or fake. Anyone like Liu Biao who advertises on telephone poles with fake IDs to solicit business would be able to spot it even with a little knowledge.
at this time. The two security guards who were watching from a distance pretended to patrol. Slowly came closer. Because, they saw that the big man's face was very ugly. They have the obligation to protect the life safety of the two beautiful front desk sisters. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)