Eight Hundred and Seventy-Five Crescent Hotel
Ye Cheng and Fatty Wang went straight to the Crescent Hotel. Firstly, Fatty Wang was a big help and it was natural to treat Fatty Wang to a big meal. Secondly, they came in advance to get acquainted.
From Ye Cheng's knowledge in his previous life, the Crescent Hotel was not a simple one, and its backstage energy was quite powerful. Back then, Lord Buddha Zhang lit the sky lanterns, but in the end he did not dare to default on the debt and had to obediently hand over the money.
Moreover, Buddha's deputy Zhang Rishan has been living in the Crescent Hotel, and he doesn't know what it is like in reality.
Therefore, no matter what the reason was, Ye Cheng was ready to come to the Crescent Hotel to have a look.
When the two of them arrived at the entrance of the Crescent Hotel, the taxi they took was in sharp contrast with the luxury cars around them. The taxi driver was a little embarrassed.
He even looked at Ye Cheng and Fatty Wang with strange eyes, probably thinking that they might be here to check in.
If you really want to go in to eat, it won't look like anything.
After all, those who can come to the Crescent Hotel to eat are either rich or expensive. This is not to mention the highest-end place. Moreover, it is not just a hotel, as all local residents know.
I heard that a piece of cucumber in there costs thousands. Although you can grab it, you can really take it for granted.
Of course, even if it is so expensive, there are people who are willing to pay.
It can be said that the Crescent Hotel is full of people coming and going every day, and there are not many guests.
Ye Cheng got out of the car and looked at the Crescent Hotel in front of him. It was a little different from what he imagined.
The Crescent Hotel is not a high-rise building, it is just a three-story building. In this modern city with many high-rise buildings, it is not eye-catching, but the decoration is antique and has a certain charm, which can be seen at a glance. This is an upscale place.
Especially the Crescent Hotel plaque hanging in the middle, with the word "Crescent Hotel" written in big characters like dragons and phoenixes dancing, it is quite impressive.
The parking lot outside the door is full of luxury cars and so on. There may be some brands in other places, but here, they are simply not worth mentioning.
The passers-by looked at Ye Cheng and Fatty Wang strangely.
Ye Cheng muttered helplessly: "How do you feel? These people think we are country bumpkins!"
"Hey, never mind them, they know nothing, we brothers,
Then he is also a master now! "Fat Wang didn't take it seriously. After all, he was already thick-skinned.
And he knew that Ye Cheng had a net worth of tens of millions, so he had confidence.
"Hahaha, yes, we are also style masters!"
Ye Cheng also smiled, and the two of them walked towards the Crescent Hotel.
People around were talking a lot, and some even deliberately stopped and refused to leave.
"Haha, these two are from out of town, and they actually took a taxi to come to the Crescent Hotel for dinner. It's been a long time since we've seen each other!"
"Hey, why do those two people look so familiar? It seems like they have met before somewhere."
"Damn, that can't be Ye Cheng and Fatty Wang from the archeology live broadcast, right?"
"How is that possible? Ye Shen is now a top-notch person. Have you ever seen a top-notch person who doesn't drive a luxury car and takes a taxi by himself?"
"Yes, I guess they look alike!"
"Ah haha, just look at it, these two people will be kicked out after a while!"
Many people stopped to watch, waiting for the two of them to have fun.
It has to be said that no matter where you go, there are a group of people who like to watch the excitement.
Of course, some people recognized Ye Cheng and Fatty Wang, but they also felt that what that person said made sense. After all, with Ye Cheng's popularity now, how could he go out without even driving a luxury car.
This is not consistent with his identity.
In fact, there are many companies that want to cooperate with Ye Cheng, but unfortunately, Ye Cheng has ignored them.
For him, these are really not attractive at all, and he has no interest in money. Now this is really not bragging.
Compared with those celebrities who just want to make money, they are not in the same realm at all.
The two arrived at the gate quickly. The security guard at the gate also noticed that the two came by taxi, but the security guards here generally do not have the habit of looking down on others.
After all, the people who can come here are all big shots, and there are also many big shots who are very low-key and are simply not something they can mess with.
In the past, there were seniors who looked down on others, but the other party turned out to be a big shot, and their legs were broken directly. It was a tragedy.
The reception ladies all stood on both sides wearing dignified cheongsams. None of them were less than 1.7 meters tall. Moreover, their faces were very elegant, unlike other hotels where the reception girls wore heavy makeup.
But no one is ugly, they are all top beauties, and they have the aura to be a model easily.
"Good guy, this Crescent Hotel is not simple!" Ye Cheng sighed in his heart!
Ordinary hotels would love to find some pretty girls to stand at the front desk wearing heavy makeup and attract attention, but the boss here doesn't seem to care about that at all.
"Hey, what's up? It's different from other places." Fatty Wang said from the side!
He was a little proud, after all, it was not his first time here, and he wanted to see Ye Cheng's surprised look.
But what disappointed him was that Ye Cheng had no expression at all on his face and acted very indifferently!
Ye Cheng just smiled faintly, "It's indeed good, it has a very special feeling!"
The two of them walked inside. On the first floor is the lobby where everyone can dine in. There are two stairs next to it that lead directly to the upper floor.
The decoration in the entire building is antique, and there are very few high-tech things to see. It has a feeling of returning to nature. Not to mention, it really feels very different after entering.
There are many tables on the first floor. They are all very simple wooden tables, but the materials used are definitely not simple.
Almost every table has guests, but these guests are generally quiet and chatting in low voices. Of course, there are also some Internet celebrities who are busy taking photos after ordering a few dishes.
Ye Cheng even saw a group of celebrities in the corner, changing positions and posing for photos. They were probably working together to form a table.
It can be said that most of the local big shots can be seen here.
Of course, this is just the first floor.
Those with real status and power are all on the second or third floor, where the big shots gather.
Of course, Ye Cheng and the others are not qualified to enter the second floor now.
If they want to go, the hotel won't let them go.
Although people in this world are not divided into three or six classes, in some places, people are divided into three classes, and people from different classes cannot mingle together. They all belong to their own fields.
"You two, follow me!"
A beautiful woman brought Ye Cheng and Fatty Wang to an empty table, and they sat down.
Ye Cheng only took a brief look and found that these tables and chairs were all made of fine pear wood, and the cups on the tables were not simple either. Although they were not antiques, they were all made by famous contemporary artists.
No wonder this place has become one of the most classy places. It's not just an exaggeration, every detail is handled very well.
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