Chapter 34 Rebellion against Tiangang It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed. Even though he knew that she would most likely not choose him, Jiang Zhihuai still held a glimmer of hope. He hoped that the piece of ice that he had been holding on to for two days would show some signs of melting. Unfortunately, the miracle did not happen. But he is not discouraged. After all, a three-foot-thick ice does not form overnight. If she is easily conquered by him, how can she be considered a flower on the mountain top? The luckiest person this morning, apart from Song Zhiyu who was unexpectedly chosen by Wen Si, was Ye Sangsang. Although she got the lowest-grade breakfast because of her ranking, she also successfully invited her long-time crush Lu Yao to have breakfast with her. Because of Lu Yao's company, her depression over losing the game was completely offset by excitement. Even though her breakfast was just the most basic porridge, cabbage and salted duck eggs, she ate it with gusto and a smile on her face. Don't ask, the only thing you need to know is that love can make white porridge sweet~ After breakfast, Xiao Ai announced the mysterious grand prize as usual: "Congratulations to Miss Wen Si and Mr. Song Zhiyu for winning a presidential suite experience card sponsored by Bo Ting Hotel, valid until 8 o'clock tonight."
"The car that will pick you up is already waiting at the entrance of the Love Cabin. Please pack your luggage and leave immediately." The cooperation efficiency between Jiang Zhihuai and the program team is amazing. They just suddenly decided to sponsor yesterday, and the whole project has been implemented today. As a well-known five-star hotel in the whole of China, the Boting Hotel is so grand that it cannot be compared with a mere Love Nest Hotel. The moment Wen Si and Song Zhiyu walked out of the door with their luggage, they could clearly feel that the red carpet under their feet was softer, and its texture and color were much better than the one from yesterday. At the end of the red carpet, the black business car decorated with flowers yesterday was gone, replaced by a white stretched Lincoln. A man who looked like a waiter was standing in front of the open car door. He had a serious expression and a respectful attitude. When he saw Wen Si and Song Zhiyu coming over, he immediately smiled with eight teeth showing and greeted them warmly: "Ms. Wen, Mr. Song, good morning~" "Welcome to Boting Hotel. I am your exclusive butler Xiao Liu. My work number is 001 and my phone number is 134." After introducing himself, Xiao Liu said: "During your stay, if you have any needs, you can contact me at any time." After saying that, he tactfully took the luggage from Song Zhiyu's hand and put it in the car. Even though Song Zhiyu came from a wealthy family and had never lacked money since childhood, he couldn't help but exclaimed, and turned to Wen Si and said, "This presidential suite is so special. I am lucky to be here with you today!" After saying that, he turned around and showed off to Jiang Zhihuai who was standing by the window and had a panoramic view of everything: "Just stay at home and take care of the house. I'll bring you some delicious food when I come back in the evening!" Jiang Zhihuai, who was so jealous that his teeth were almost broken, said: "." Are you all right? I'm going to assassinate you tonight! But Song Zhiyu was born with an extremely dull sense of perception. When he met his fierce gaze that seemed to want to kill him immediately, he just shuddered subconsciously. Then he turned around with a suspicious look and asked Wen Si: "Am I being too hateful? Why do I always feel that the way Brother Jiang looks at me is not normal?" Wen Si, who had been tortured to death eight hundred times by Jiang Zhihuai's eyes: "." If anyone else asked her this question, she would think that the other person was a green tea. As for Song Zhiyu, she only thought he was stupid. "If you die one day, it must be because of your own actions." That’s all she had to say. Whether this idiot can understand it or not depends entirely on how lucky he is.
The audience in the live broadcast room were almost laughing crazy at his suicidal behavior of getting close to Jiang Zhihuai's face and yelling loudly. [Hahahaha, look at our Young Master Song's worthless expression. Is there a possibility that this presidential suite was sponsored by your brother Jiang himself? ] [Goose goose goose goose goose, it’s not our Mr. Song’s fault that he has never seen the world. The presidential suite of the Bo Ting Hotel is indeed not something that ordinary rich second-generations can afford! ] [I haven't even enjoyed the presidential suite that the sponsor sponsored, but this guy got there first! ] [And this guy was chosen by the rich lady herself, and he dances on the face of the sponsor again and again. I would break his defense too! ] [Brother Sponsor: Reverse the Tiangang! ] [It's not dead. Didn't the sponsor say that? Anyway, we are all family members living here. If you want to sponsor, please sponsor a better one [狗头][狗头][狗头]] [Hahahaha what kind of minotaur plot is this? If I were the sponsor, I would travel back in time and slap my yesterday self twice! ] [I feel sorry for the sponsor for a second! Then hahahahahahaha this little love story is getting more and more exciting, looking forward to the Shura scene!!!] After getting in the car, Xiao Liu played soothing music and brought Song Zhiyu and Wen Si each a cocktail prepared by a professional bartender from the Boting Hotel. The blue and white gradient color is very suitable for summer, and the taste is also icy and refreshing. After a glass of wine, Song Zhiyu felt so comfortable that he began to drift away. He couldn't help but sigh: "This is what a normal love variety show should be like! I was just experiencing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds for the past two days!" "Who said it wasn't?" Wen Si agreed. Although she didn't have as hard a time as Song Zhiyu in the past two days, she was always in Jiang Zhihuai's sight and had to be on guard against his attacks at all times, which was also quite tiring. After arriving at the hotel, the scene before them opened Song Zhiyu and Wen Si's eyes. The decoration of Boting Hotel is magnificent, and any decoration inside is priceless. Their presidential suite is located on the top floor of the Bo Ting Hotel, covering an area of 400 square meters. In addition to the regular areas such as the dining room, living room, bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom, it is also equipped with a private swimming pool, a private cinema, a private gym, and a private beauty salon. These entertainment activities are not uncommon for Song Zhiyu and Wen Si under normal circumstances. However, things are different now. The two have just experienced two days of "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" in the love cabin. Now they are like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and everything they see is surprising. One went straight to the private swimming pool and couldn't wait to jump in for a dive; the other went straight to the private beauty salon and experienced massage and beauty treatments one by one. They were locked in a love house by the program crew and couldn't get out. They had money but nowhere to spend it and were forced to become Liu Laolao. However, the vast majority of the audience in the live broadcast room were the real Liu Laolao. From the moment Wen Si and Song Zhiyu followed the butler's instructions and stepped into the Bo Ting Hotel, the exclamations in the barrage never stopped. [Oh my god! Is this the happiness of rich people? Even the lucky cat at the front desk is made of pure gold! ] [As a poor college student majoring in archaeology, I can tell you responsibly that gold is the least valuable thing here, because all the ornaments and paintings in the hall are antiques! ] (End of this chapter)