too rich what to do

Chapter 215 Fifty thousand dollars a day
The senior manager heard the words and said: "I don't know about this. If you want to know this, maybe you will know the answer in a while, and someone will come to see you in a while.

And our State Guesthouse just received the notice from the above and arranged accommodation for you! "

An Ran nodded when she heard the words, and didn't say anything, the arrangement is well——
Seeing that An Ran didn't say anything, the executive continued: "You just got off the plane, you haven't eaten yet, do you think you should tidy up first? Or—"

"Well, let's take a bath!" After all, people are sweating on a hot day, so they must take a bath.

Seeing this, the senior manager immediately stretched out his hand to lead the way: "Please!"

An Ran got into the car, and the senior executives followed behind and sat in the passenger seat, followed immediately by two men in suits, sitting on either side of An Ran.

An Ran frowned, and asked lightly, "What does this mean?"

The executive was stunned, and immediately understood An Ran's meaning and smiled: "Don't get me wrong, they are only responsible for your safety, if you disagree, you can let them hide in the dark at any time,

In addition, you may not know that the news of your coming to the capital has been known by some people who are always hostile to our country. Some people don't want our country to become stronger! "

An Ran nodded, and stopped talking this time.

The NO.18th floor is located in the center of Diaoyutai, on the north side of the central lake. It is a Ming-proof building, surrounded by blue tiles and white walls on three sides, and facing the water on the other side. It is self-contained and basically closed to the outside world.

However, as the senior executives said, they will actually outsource to some special groups of people. The entire building costs [-] US dollars per day, but although the price is marked, it may not be possible to live with money.

An Ran also felt that she was a little old dog, that she would actually be able to enjoy this kind of treatment one day.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that there was still a big stone in his heart, he would have been able to float up.

Tsk, the place where the president of the country lives, just think about it——
Along the way, senior executives introduced the situation of Diaoyutai to An Ran, and An Ran understood two words: "Nice!"

It was the first time for An Ran to visit the capital, and most of them had heard about the State Guest House.

At this time, while watching the scenery, there is also a senior executive's family as a tour guide. Naturally, it is not for nothing, so I asked some curious questions:
"I heard that the State Guest House does not have Building No. 13, and there is Building No. 17 called Bafang Garden, and Building No. [-] called Fangfei Garden, right?"

"The NO.13 building is not set up because we respect the habits of Europeans!"

"The No. 17 building and No. [-] building are our own traditions!"

An Ran nodded, and the car just stopped at this moment.

An Ran looked at the palace-like ancient building in front of her, and was slightly dazed, elegant and luxurious, with a magnificent appearance.

The roof is paved with yellow glazed tiles, surrounded by green painted pillars and carved beams.

The three-story building is full of gold and jade!
The gold-plated bronze lion seats in the Yuanmingyuan are on both sides of the gate, and the outside of the building is full of beautiful scenery of ancient Chinese gardens.

"Tsk, if I can buy it, I'll be happy to live by myself every day!" An Ran was yelling in her heart.

Executives have already led the way.

When stepping on the stairs, An Ran made a sudden movement.

Explained clearly, the senior executive introduced in front: "This is the No.18 floor, which is usually not open to the public, but this time it was specially ordered by the above, but you have to pay [-] U.S. dollars for every day you live. This must No less, and we only accept US dollars.”

Said the senior manager pushed open the bronze door,
"Stingy, isn't it only [-] US dollars!" An Ran muttered softly, "In China, only US dollars are accepted, I don't understand——"

Whispering, he also followed with the corners of his mouth twitching.

He also once again experienced the charm of traditional Chinese culture. The Chinese-style presidential suite is antique, imitating the Ming-style decoration and interior, and it is quite royal.

There are huge ancient shelves made of purple trembling wood, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and all kinds of elegant and neat furniture.

Most of them are red sandalwood and huanghuali wood, and the worst is chicken wing wood.

The executive directly took An Ran up to the presidential suite on the second floor.

Then he retreated automatically, while the two men in suits stood guard outside the door.

An Ran didn't bother to care about it, as long as it didn't affect her.

Push open the door of the presidential suite bedroom, the interior is even more magnificent,

The large bed and wardrobe used are all carved from rosewood, and the floor-to-ceiling palace lamps are arranged around, which is graceful and magnificent.

The large floor-to-ceiling screen in front of the bedroom is carefully carved with mahogany and matched with more than ten paintings of landscapes, flowers and birds, creating a strong Chinese atmosphere

At this time, he also found the luggage that Xiao Ai had brought over by air, the things were neatly arranged, An Ran just glanced at it and ignored it.

Instead, he pinched the lucky coin on his chest, glanced at the number on it, and raised his mouth slightly: "It's a blessing or a curse, it should have come long ago!"

After that, he walked to the bathroom, took a comfortable shower, and changed into clean clothes.

Then he called Xu Wan again, asked some casual questions, and then walked out.

The executives at the door should have been waiting for a while, seeing An Ran come out with a smile and said: "Lunch is ready for you, are you going to enjoy it now?"

"What can I eat?" An Ran asked.

"The lunch we prepared for you is lion's head, Buddha jumping over the wall, Kung Pao chicken, boiled cabbage, four dishes, white rice as the staple food, and fruit platter after the meal!" The executive asked immediately: "Are you eating here? Or— —”

"Let's eat here!" He went to the restaurant alone, and he was alone here, both of which were the same, and he didn't bother to bother.

The senior manager nodded, and quickly gave orders, and a waiter brought up a plate of dishes after a while.

The senior manager took it and placed it on the dining table. This is Kung Pao Chicken.

"Kung Pao Chicken is a famous dish that is well-known both at home and abroad," the executive said, "This dish is BJ's court dish, and it was spread abroad. It is the most famous Chinese dish abroad. When the US President visited China before, Kung Pao Chicken is on the state banquet menu!"

An Ran listened to these things as if he didn't hear them. No matter how good the speech was, even if it was hype, in fact, if he refined it in his ears, it would be just two words: delicious.

Well, he is a common man, he eats when he is hungry, eats more delicious food, and eats less delicious food.

Kung Pao Chicken, Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, Lion Head, and Boiling Cabbage are all famous dishes on the state banquet menu, and in his opinion they are just home-cooked dishes.

An Ran didn't care about the introduction from senior executives, he was really hungry, some food was provided on the plane, but unfortunately it was very unpalatable, so he didn't eat it.

At this time, in his eyes, there are only two things, edible and inedible.
It doesn't matter whether you are delicacies from mountains or seafood, is it important to fill your stomach?

Seeing that An Ran didn't listen much, the senior executives just casually said something. After eating, An Ran wiped her mouth.

Then I heard the executive say: "By the way, I just received a notice from above that someone will come to see you at one forty in the afternoon. It's twelve o'clock now, you can prepare!"

　Don't be serious, I just wrote a few blind words on the No.18 floor, most people can't live in it, I just want to brag about it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)