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"Godfather, you are so rich."

"As expected of a godfather!"

Mr. Jin was also quite proud, and continued: "Hehe, it's cheaper for the three of you. The No. 1 Neptune room I want tonight is the most awesome one among the five."

At this moment, a guest from another suite came out, and just overheard him pretending to be bragging, with a look of contempt on his face: "Don't take ignorance as awesome! Your No. 1 is the most common, and the most awesome room is No. 3." , the sea god relic in the middle is twice as expensive! The area is three times bigger!"

Big brother Jin pretended to be aggressive, overturned the car, and was extremely embarrassed.

The atmosphere is a little frozen.

One three acted like a baby: "Godfather, I want to stay in room 3 in the central room, so I can brag to my sisters in the future..."

The other two three are all bitches.

Anyway, it's not my own money, so I naturally want to live in the best room.

So they also encouraged Jin to collapse

"That's right, godfather. If you want to live, can't you live in the best?"

"Mr. Jin, I also think that Room 1 is a bit too much. We can't fit so many people. Why don't you change to Room 3? The area is three times larger. It's fun to play."

The three threes belong to those who spend money and don't feel bad about it. Anyway, don't spare money, can't you make it hard?

Boss Jin was blown away by the three beauties, and he was full of pride: "Haha, no problem! A top rich man like me in the country can't book this kind of room? Just kidding!"

He bossed around and asked the butler with him to call and ask.

After the butler asked, he replied in a daze: "It's booked."

"what?"

Mr. Jin felt that it would be embarrassing to pretend to overturn the car in front of the three threes, so he snorted coldly: "Can't you do this well?"

He took out his customized mobile phone and called directly: "Look at mine!"

Three three, one more charming than the other.

"Godfather mighty!"

"Boss Jin is amazing!"

"Hee hee is still a big boss!"

Boss Jin can be regarded as a bit capable. He happened to know a friend who happened to be a shareholder of this hotel, but how many shares did he have?

Mr. Jin called: "Hello? Mr. He? I'm playing in your hotel."

Over there, He is always a shareholder of Atlantis, but he is not much stronger than Yang Yi's father, with 3 shares.

But in China, owning this kind of shares, this kind of assets, has already been called a powerful figure.

Mr. He also thinks that Atlantis is his own, pretentious and high-spirited.

"Hehe, welcome! Welcome!"

"There's just a problem."

President Jin pretended to smile: "I want to book your undersea presidential suite. Otherwise, you know, I always like to bring some girls when I go out. There are so many people, I can't fit in."

"I'll go! Mr. Jin, you are quite capable, take care of yourself."

Mr. He laughed strangely.

"Where is it, it can't compare to you, Mr. He, who is in good health and can toss."

Boss Jin also smirked: "Hai Shengyan, you lived with me. Later, you were caught by the police and asked me to get you."

"Ahem" Mr. He blushed, embarrassed: "Don't mention this matter, it's over. Are you going to stay in my hotel? No problem."

"But the most amazing suite No. 3 has been reserved."

Mr. Jin said angrily: "The other suites are too many, can you think of a way?"

"This is no problem!" Mr. He was worried about something at the beginning, but when he heard that it was a reservation, he smiled confidently: "I can make a phone call!"

"Then please!"

Mr. Jin made a phone call and pretended to be aggressive, and he finished it beautifully. He thought he was handsome!

The three three on the side are coquettish and exaggerated together, Mr. Jin is in high spirits

Mr. He directly called the president Zuos and reprimanded him.

"A friend of mine, Mr. Jin, he has reserved suite No. 1, but he wants to change to No. 3, but you won't do it! How do you do it?"

When Zos heard this, he immediately pushed back.

"I'm sorry, Mr. He, this matter can't be done!"

"what?"

Mr. He's eyes almost popped out: "What are you? I'm a shareholder, so you won't listen to me?"

"If it's normal, it's no problem to book a room."

Zos spread his hands: "But today, Presidential Suite No. 3, no!"

"..."

Mr. He still has a bit of B number for himself.

It is true that he is a shareholder, but with 3 shares, he has the right to speak in the company...

Too little!

As the president, Zos didn't agree with him, and he didn't have a good idea.

If you go any further, it will be a bit out of style.

The real rich people are unlikely to be like the street people, who will get frustrated at every turn, roll up their sleeves and do it directly.

"Ok."

Mr. He smiled, and secretly wrote down this matter, and I will take revenge on you when the shareholders' meeting is held later.

Phone, hung up.