Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Dad, this room is well decorated." Huang Guanghao, who had just returned from a tour of the suite, sat on the sofa and patted the armrest. He said to Huang Weihua, who was wiping his forehead with a tissue, "The temperature is also quite suitable, not at all..."

He winked at Huang Weihua, "Just the kind, you know, Dad."

Huang Weihua certainly knew what he was talking about. He took the hot water poured by the secretary and held it in his hand. He felt the scalding temperature and confirmed that the bodyguards were by his side. Only then did he feel a little relieved.

Looking at his son and secretary who were clueless and had no regard for the hotel waiter in that way at all, he didn't know whether to envy their ignorance or whether he should drag them into this.

"Have you made an appointment with Boss Qian?" Huang Weihua asked the secretary.

Secretary: "No, the hotel staff's attitude towards the hotel owner Qian is very strange. How should I put it? They are afraid and in awe. When I asked a question, the hotel staff looked like they wanted to hide in the ground. No one paid any attention to me."

The secretary only knew that the Lijing Hotel was once haunted, but now that so many international friends gathered here to hold a photography competition, he never thought that the staff here were actually not alive.

In order not to cause panic among the masses, the matter of ghosts has been deliberately covered up by the authorities. In addition, ghosts mostly do not actively harm people, and there is also supervision by the Secret Service. Ordinary people mostly regard the matter of ghosts harming people as whether the victims are getting retribution. After all, the victims harmed by ghosts are not innocent to begin with.

When Huang Weihua heard what the secretary said, he thought of the waiters in the hotel. His scalp suddenly went numb and he shuddered. His face stiffened, and he didn't know where to start.

He was given two choices. One was to consider Lijing Hotel as no longer Weihao's property. He was also informed of the current situation of Lijing Hotel and was told not to cause trouble at Lijing Hotel, otherwise he would not be protected if trouble arose.

Although the second option was not explicitly stated above, he could hear the idea from the words - to see if he could use this opportunity to get in touch with Mr. Qian.

As a businessman, he certainly would not easily give up the Lijing Hotel, a piece of land worth hundreds of millions, just because of some words without basis and documents issued.

He also learned from the above words about the concerns of the new owner of Lijing Hotel. As an investor, he naturally gave priority to the second option.

He was also very curious about what kind of person could make the people above difficult to move, or in other words, unable to move.

However, he did not expect that the well-known name of "Weihao Real Estate" in Fancheng would not work well here.

Huang Wei confirmed: "Did you say that I came to see Boss Qian in person?"

The secretary nodded. "I told you that the Lijing Hotel is now managed by a man named Zheng Xing. When I heard that I wanted to make an appointment to meet with Mr. Qian, he was very surprised at first, and then..."

"Then what?"

"Then..." The secretary looked at Huang Weihua's expression and said cautiously: "Let me get out of here."

"..."

The secretary also knew that he had not handled this matter well: "I have already reported it to you before..."

Although it was more tactful than what he had just said.

"You asked me to book a room at the hotel and then personally invite Mr. Qian to a meeting."

He felt that there was little hope, because besides telling him to get out in a very arrogant manner, Zheng Xing also had an expression of speechless contempt, as if "any Tom, Dick, or Harry wants to see the boss".

Huang Weihua: "..."

Suddenly I feel that the secretary who used to be very capable at work is not so pleasing to the eye anymore.

Huang Weihua: "Go ask again and tell her that I came to see Boss Qian with sincerity and wanted to discuss the ownership of the Lijing Hotel with her."

Secretary: “…” He didn’t really want to go. Being stared at by the hotel staff made him feel creepy.

Secretary: "Yes, I'll ask again."

He really couldn't guarantee this.

"Dad, isn't that photography competition about taking pictures of Boss Qian's cat? Then Boss Qian should appear with her cat. Why don't we just find the photographer who received the invitation and spend money to buy a chance to meet Boss Qian?"

Huang Weihua said to Huang Weihua while standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at the photography team taking pictures downstairs.

Huang Weihua was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized, "This is indeed a good opportunity to meet. Huh? You are actually smart for once."

Then he turned to his secretary and said, "Go and see if you can make an appointment with Boss Qian directly. If not, do as Guanghao said."

Secretary: “Understood.”

Seeing the secretary leave, Huang Guanghao approached Huang Weihua and said, "Dad, shall we go out for a walk?"

Huang Weihua got goosebumps again when he thought about what the bodyguard had just said to him. "No, if you want to go, go by yourself."

After saying this, Huang Weihua's fatherly love suddenly emerged again and he shook his head, "No, you don't have to go either, just stay in the room."

"Why?" Huang Guanghao was puzzled. "This hotel is warm and bright. It doesn't look like there is anything dirty here. Could it be that someone wants to take over our land and deliberately spread the news?"

Huang Weihua became a little suspicious when he heard this. He turned around to look at the bodyguard standing behind him, then turned his head with hesitation in his eyes.

Huang Guanghao continued, "Let's go and see if we can meet Boss Qian. I heard there's a big peach tree in bloom in the back garden of the hotel. It's so spectacular. Why don't we go and see it?"

Huang Weihua didn't believe it: "It's only November, how could the peach blossoms bloom?"

Huang Guanghao: "You underestimate today's high technology. As long as you are willing to spend money, it can snow in the summer. It's not surprising that peach trees bloom early."

Huang Guanghao: "I have seen a video about the hotel's back garden before. The scenery is so beautiful that even a man like me can't help but be moved."

As for the claims of those who were scared and filmed the video that the hotel was haunted, he didn't take it seriously at all.

In his opinion, it was the boss Qian who occupied his family's property who caused the trouble, and his purpose was to make his family give up the land of Lijing Hotel.

Thinking of the scenery he saw along the way after entering the hotel, greed unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

Legally speaking, this hotel belongs to him, so what if the boss renovated it with money? As long as his family sues, the hotel is equivalent to being renovated by his family!

Huang Weihua listened to his youngest son's words, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. He put down the cup in his hand, stood up, and said, "Okay, let's go shopping."

The bodyguards behind him looked at each other, pursed their lips, and followed him.

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