Bafang International Hotel lobby.
Five days ago, when Chu Mo and Zhan Bingxue sat here together, Chu Mo's biggest impression of this hotel was its high-end environnt; the dining guests around them each were taking their ti, eating with refined and polite manners.
In addition, Chu Mo felt that the Kobe beef offered by the restaurant tasted richly flavorful, leaving an enduring aftertaste.
At this mont, however, sitting in the sa lobby though with a different mindset and focus, Chu Mo had a completely different experience.
In the center of the lobby, next to a golden piano, a woman in a gorgeous purple cheongsam had her long hair neatly coiffed atop her head, revealing her snowy, slender, and delicate neck.
The woman, with her slender and elongated hands, played the piano with a focused expression, her dazzling eyes slightly squinted beneath her long eyelashes, and the graceful, pure sound of the piano continuously echoed in the golden hall as her fingers danced.
As it wasn't peak dining ti yet, the whole lobby had only seven or eight sparsely seated groups of guests, so in groups of threes and fives, others in pairs. Still unchanged, though, was that the guests dining here, n and won alike, were all dressed to the nines.
At the entrance of the lobby stood eight welco girls with remarkable looks, in sexy yet elegant rose cheongsams, their long and white legs accentuated, their sweet greetings enough to make every guest arriving here feel comfortable and satisfied.
Even the waitstaff in the corners of the surroundings were all dignified and proper!
In short, this was a luxurious and elegant five-star hotel.
The respectfully composed lobby manager stood by attentively, and the head chef hired from France had already co over to greet them.
On the dining table, various exquisite delicacies emanated wafts of tempting fragrance; at this ti, five n of extraordinary presence were casually enjoying the food.
As Chu Mo was attentively savoring the steak in front of him, Lin Hongqiang, with a fair complexion, casually spoke up:
"Little Brother Chu, I don't know if you have an interest in antiques and calligraphy paintings. I have a piece of Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain. Of course, it can't compare with that Guidi-Go Valley Downhill Jar sold for 230 million, but it's still a rare treasure. If you're interested, it would complent the blue-and-white porcelain in your Emperor Xuan Villas perfectly."
No sooner had Lin Hongqiang finished speaking, than Li Tianming across the table suddenly laughed and said:
"President Lin, that's quite the joke. The blue-and-white porcelain in President Chu's living room was a casual purchase of mine, costing just over 30 million. How could it be compared to the treasure worth over a hundred million that you possess?"
In the lobby of Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, there indeed was a blue-and-white porcelain piece in the corner. Chu Mo hadn't paid attention to it before and thought it was just an ordinary decoration, but now, listening to the words of the villa's previous owner Li Tianming, the blue-and-white porcelain turned out to be an antique worth 30 million.
This was, indeed, a bit of a surprise to Chu Mo.
"It seems like President Lin is ready to liquidate his assets today, first with the seven-billion villa in Greenery Avenue, and now the Yuan dynasty blue-and-white piece worth over a hundred million. President Lin, are you treating President Chu like a pawnshop?"
As Sun Shangwu chuckled jokingly, Chu Mo, dabbing his mouth with a napkin, joined in the teasing:
"President Lin seems to be planning to empty out, to keep from taking too much of a share!"
"Haha, President Chu has a discerning eye…!"
Amidst the laughter, Lin Hongqiang, who sighed softly, put down his cutlery and spoke helplessly:
"I've had no choice; watching you bosses eat heartily, I couldn't help feeling anxious. The recent Prosperous Tis Estate project almost drained all my funds, and it's only by scraping together this and that, that I've managed to muster three billion.
Seeing you all with stakes of ten or twenty billion, my asly three billion won't even get any soup, so I've had no other option but to turn my attention to you, Little Brother Chu!"
Bafang International Hotel's total assets were eighty-five billion yuan, and just the four n present had pooled together sixty billion. If Lin Hongqiang had only contributed three billion, then each of the other three would have averaged nineteen billion each!
In light of this, the shares Lin Hongqiang could get were indeed not worth ntioning!
No wonder the other party was in such a hurry to sell off their assets.
A few n chatted lightly, laughing and joking with one another, creating a congenial atmosphere, but what few people in the restaurant knew was that their conversation concerned the future of a five-star hotel valued at over eighty billion yuan.
anwhile, the soft music in the lobby ca to a slow halt, and then a stunning woman in a bright purple cheongsam gently rose to her feet.
Her dazzling eyes swept towards a certain spot in the hall, and after a mont, as if having made a resolution, she took a deep breath and gracefully began to walk towards the handso figure.
However, before the lady could get close, several sharp gazes imdiately locked onto her slender figure. When she saw the intimidating black-clothed bodyguards at the opposite dining table, she knew that without permission, if she continued to advance, she would likely be stopped by these bodyguards.
She stopped in her tracks, sowhat regretful at heart, but having co this far, with no way back, the woman took a deep breath and put on a sweet smile, then spoke softly like an orchid:
"Mr. Chu, we et again!"
Chu Mo, who had been savoring red wine, was montarily startled. The voice behind him felt familiar, and when he turned around, he saw the graceful figure in the cheongsam!
It was the sa woman who had played the guzheng at the villa for him and Chu Xiner's guests that day!
A hint of amusent flickered in his eyes. Just hours earlier, when Chu Mo had encountered Shen Yaoyao in the cafe, he had been reminded of this woman. The most striking impression she had left on him was her delicate and slender hands, so fine that one could almost see the veins.
Nodding lightly towards her, Chu Mo, with a smile flashing across his handso face, said softly:
"Miss Wu, I didn't expect we'd et again so soon!"
Chu Mo only knew that the girl's surna was Wu and that she was a junior at the Music Academy, performing at nearby restaurants or private clubs every weekend.
Encountering her here was a bit of a surprise, but not too unexpected, for with her not-uncommon musical talent, it was only fitting for her to perform in such a high-end venue!
"I haven't had the chance to thank Mr. Chu for the lunch you provided last ti. I saw you while I was performing here, so I specially ca over to greet you. If there's nothing else, I won't disturb your al!"
Wu Xinran nodded politely with appropriate grace and elegance.
Just as she was about to turn and leave, Chu Mo, who wore an unusual expression, suddenly spoke:
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"Miss Wu..."
As he spoke, Chu Mo, who was originally planning to ask the woman if she knew the hotel, suddenly halted, glancing at the four middle-aged n beside him with amused expressions and shaking his head gently, Chu Mo smiled:
"Miss Wu, please feel free."
After the puzzled woman in the cheongsam turned to leave, Chu Mo, who picked up his red wine again, cast a glance at Zhan Bingxue on the side.
Zhan Bingxue, intuitive as she was, imdiately understood. Amidst the n's lighthearted conversation, she subtly adjusted the hair on her forehead and casually stood up, her elegant figure soon disappearing into the lobby.
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