Chapter 341 Double the Budget

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"The prospect of the high-end resort project on the Big Island of Hawaii is very bright. If the hotel under my family is not famous enough, this matter will not be your turn."

Paris raised his middle finger without raising his head, and read the plan intently.

Yang Cheng didn't bother, drinking champagne, thinking about the situation in London.

After an unknown amount of time, Paris put down the plan, rubbed his eyes, raised his legs, and looked wisely, completely out of touch with the past, "Jason, you only left me a share of 100 million, which is a bit small, isn't it?"

Yang Cheng asked playfully, "So, how much do you want?"

Paris raised his lips, "The budget is 800 million. I personally and the Hilton Hotel need 50% of the total, which is 400 million US dollars. The construction of the resort is still handed over to Yuanshan Capital, and the planning and management are fully in charge of the Hilton Hotel Group." , In addition, I will be the chairman of the resort."

After finishing his request in one breath, he picked up the champagne glass and took a sip gracefully. He cast his shining eyes on Yang Cheng, waiting for his reply.

"800 million? Do you want to build a sailing hotel on the Big Island? Back then, Dubai reclaimed the sea to build 6, and it only cost 1.5 billion US dollars. This is still the figure announced to the public. The actual cost is only about 1.2 billion. We are very clear about this. , and don't forget, this is on an island, there is no way to build tall buildings, 500 million is too much for me." Yang Cheng realized that he had underestimated this woman's ambition and appetite.

"Is 800 million a lot? If you want to build the world's top leisure resort, you must show the courage of the first, and you don't even have the courage to invest. I have to say, I have begun to doubt the prospects of cooperation between you and me. "Paris' light and light tone made Yang Cheng want to yell at her!

Is $800 million a lot? It is indeed enough for 99% of the people in the world, but for the huge Hilton Group, it is less than one-tenth of the annual turnover!

Of course, the account is not calculated like this, but Yang Cheng knows that Paris has the confidence to say this.

She shook her head with a wry smile, not daring to tell the truth, if she told Paris Hilton that this project was just to play with her sister, would this woman go crazy and scratch herself?

Thinking about it made me shudder, sucked my teeth, sighed and muttered, "The investment of 800 million U.S. dollars will not be recovered in one lifetime."

Paris threw the plan over angrily, "What are you worried about, anyway, the Hilton Group takes the lion's share, and we are the ones who pay the most."

"To be honest, your proposal completely disrupted our original plan. I can't make the decision myself. I need to discuss it with David Ellison and the others." Yang Cheng really didn't dare to make a decision by himself, this is not his own project , and several partners.

Paris nodded to express his understanding, "Okay, but I'll put the ugly words first. I don't accept any other plans except the one I said. If you don't agree, go find another hotel."

Yang Cheng took a deep look at Paris, and that firm and undeniable gaze let Yang Cheng know the other party's determination, "I will tell the partners exactly what you said, in fact, from my personal point of view , I am willing to accept your proposal, but you know, I cannot be dictatorial!"

For Yang Cheng's explanation, Paris was very useful. After talking about the business, the atmosphere became more relaxed, and the charming expression and tone reappeared, "Then, should we talk about pleasant things?"

Yang Cheng raised his brows, looked at Paris, who came in front of him with his feet up and his water snake waist twisted, and the corners of his mouth curled up, asking, "For example?"

Seeing that Yang Cheng was motionless, Paris had no intention of dodging. She straddled Yang Cheng's lap with her enchanting figure, her fingernails gently slid across Yang Cheng's cheeks, and said softly, exhaling fragrance, " like me!"

Yang Cheng put his left hand in front of Paris, and joked, "I'm injured."

With a beautiful glance, "You don't use your hands!"

Yang Cheng knew that this "tribulation" could not escape,

Standing up abruptly with his right hand, he grabbed the beautiful snake that looked like a koala hanging from his body, "Would you be honored to invite Ms. Paris Hilton to visit my bedroom?"

Paris is also a woman who understands taste. Although two long legs wrapped around a man's waist are somewhat indecent, but her delicate face is extremely elegant, and she replied cooperatively, "Of course this gentleman, it is my honor."

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The next day, in the huge modern restaurant of Jason Manor, Yang Cheng looked surprised, looked at Paris, who was eating a lot, and exclaimed absurdly, "Paris, I didn't expect you to be so good at eating, this is the first time How many are there?"

Paris, who was tightly wrapped in a purple nightgown with a vacuum inside, bit a soup dumpling and complained, "I exhausted too much last night, I have to replenish my energy."

Yang Cheng raised his eyebrows, and said teasingly, "Who can blame this? There is no limit to being crazy. I suggested you go downstairs to have dinner last night before continuing to fight. What did you say?"

He cleared his throat, raised his orchid fingers, and imitated the way Paris panted softly, "Oh, Jason, don't try to escape, I must beat you."

Based on Paris Hilton's experience, how can you be shy because of a joke, "fuckoff, you are a bull, why don't you stop when I tell you to stop?"

Yang Cheng smiled proudly, "Woman, you have to be clear, in **** is my territory, and there is only one person who can give orders, and that is me. You only have to surrender, want to resist? Then You will be punished!"

"Go to hell, but your taste is good, and I have got my wish." Paris was full of happiness, and his rosy skin seemed to be in a spa, and he squeezed out the water.

Yang Cheng rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to talk to the stamp collector, so he changed the topic and said, "I'll be flying back to New York in a while, do you want to come with me?"

Paris waved his hand and wiped the oily corners of his mouth with a napkin, "I'll fly home at night, you go first, I'll rest with you, I'm too full to eat."

Yang Cheng recognized the pun in the words, and said with a smile, "All right, then you can do whatever you want, just ask White if you need anything."

"Enen, let's go, by the way, Merry Christmas." Paris leaned his head and gave her red lips full of the scent of steamed buns, as if at home, and went back to the living room with bare feet to play with his mobile phone.

Four hours later, at 6 o'clock in the evening in New York local time, after more than a month, Yang Cheng re-stepped on the land of Manhattan. Feeling the biting cold and the white sky, Yang Cheng finally felt a touch of the warmth that Christmas should have.

Driving out of the airport in a Maybach Zeppelin, the bustling scene filled the streets and alleys, which is the atmosphere that Christmas should be.

Christmas in New York attracts tourists from all directions. The streets and shops are full of bustling crowds. The big Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center is as high as 20 meters, covered with tens of thousands of colored lights and sparkling ribbons. The skating rink under the tree has been full of people since half a month ago, and many skaters glide happily in the anti-clockwise direction to the melodious Christmas music.

Christmas Eve is coming, people create and enjoy the festive atmosphere in the streets and alleys, usually during this period, robbery crimes also quietly increased, nypd on duty can be seen everywhere on the street, black and white police cars flashing red and blue lights, warning of intentions Criminal villains beware, don't make yourself unhappy this Christmas.

Yang Cheng sat in the warm and spring-like carriage, looked at the people laughing and laughing on the street, and smiled unconsciously. He had seen such scenes countless times since he was a child. Silly, he even rushed down to play with strangers he never knew, but when he grew up, he felt the indifference of the city of New York, and only on this day, the city of the Big Apple has a temperature that comes from human feelings!

After being stuck on the road for more than an hour, the convoy finally drove into the underground garage. Yang Cheng couldn't wait to jump out of the car and gave Hansen and the others a festive red envelope, not much, 50,000 US dollars per person, and 100,000 for Hansen. It is a Christmas bonus in addition to the year-end bonus. No one will think it is too little. They will be sent home for the holidays, and they will take the elevator to the top floor alone.

Old John, who had been informed a long time ago, greeted Yang Cheng himself outside the elevator. When Yang Cheng stepped out of the elevator, he immediately sent him a hug, "Jason, welcome home, happy Christmas Eve."

Yang Cheng also did not hesitate to be enthusiastic, and hugged Old John tightly, "Happy Christmas Eve, Old John, did your parents give you a red envelope?"

The Yang family is Chinese, so they naturally have the tradition of red envelopes for Chinese New Year, but because foreigners do not celebrate the Lunar New Year, they changed it to Christmas. Anyway, as far as Yang Cheng can remember, Christmas is the happiest day of the year for the servants in the family, because On this day, not only will they sit at the same table with the host to celebrate the festival, but they will also receive three times the daily salary and a red envelope with the characteristics of country Z. Inside is a check that smells like ink, and the number on it is enough for them. The family enjoyed the winter.

Old John's kind smile never faded, and he blinked and joked, "Of course, I just point to the annual Christmas red envelopes."

Yang Cheng laughed happily. The two walked through the entrance corridor with all the lights on. The waterfall wall was also lit up with Christmas red. They entered the living room. Red socks are hung by the fireplace, there may be garlands made of mistletoe and holly, classic Christmas music is playing on the stereo, jingle bells are ringing, and the servants are busy and happy shuttling through the rooms, creating a happy atmosphere infects everyone.

The smile hasn't left Yang Cheng's face since he entered the door. If he is not happy at this moment, when will he be happy?

"Where are my parents?" I walked around the living room, sending the most sincere hugs to every servant who came up to greet me, only then did I realize that my parents didn't show up.

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