“Welcome Mr. Han to Mandarin Oriental!”

The two hostesses in slim-fitting cheongsam bowed in unison, then stood quietly aside with their hands down.

It can be seen that Mandarin Oriental attaches great importance to this personal exhibition.

Both girls have a makeup level of over 90. They have a pretty face and a tall figure. They cannot be the front desk of a hotel.

Han Lie's eyes swept over the faces of the two young ladies. He didn't feel anything himself, but one of the girls was quietly looking at him with dazzling eyes. The moment their eyes collided, she lowered her head eagerly and panicked.

Yo!

Brother electrocuted another one?

Han Lie found it very funny and felt happy.

Of course, this is not the result of good looks, but the power of money.

Everyone would be curious to see Mandarin Oriental treat it with such great fanfare.

Generally speaking, those so-called top celebrities are not qualified - they do stay in hotels all year round, but their consumption level is not necessarily high.

Only the truly top rich would work until the hotel general manager comes forward.

After Lu Yisi exchanged greetings with Han Lie, he immediately led him to the hall and walked to a few people waiting at the door.

"Mr. Han, Eric, the general manager of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, is an old friend of mine. When I learned that you were coming, I specifically entrusted me to introduce you..."

Eric is actually a Hong Kong Islander. He is not tall, wears suits and leather shoes, and has a warm smile.

After a brief handshake and a few words of greeting, he handed over the business card with both hands. Han Lie glanced at it and handed it to the assistant who was always following Han Lie.

He smiled and said, "Sorry, I haven't printed my business card yet."

In fact, Han Lie had business cards. After taking office, his assistant Liang Wu printed 100 extremely expensive business cards for him, but she just didn't want to give them to others randomly.

If you want to say that the general manager of Mandarin Oriental does not have a high social status or a wide range of connections, that is pure nonsense.

But the question is, in what way can he help Han Lie?

This kind of network is completely ineffective. You can contact them, but there is no need to have deep friendships.

"It's okay, I understand."

Eric's smile was still warm, he turned around and extended his hand in vain: "Mr. Han, please!"

In the huge hotel lobby, a group of people walked across the hall.

There were some guests checking in at the store, and they all cast curious glances.

The hostess walked in the front, and the security guard had already pressed the elevator button in advance.

When passing by the rest area, an accident happened——

There was a young lady who was dressed very fashionably and suddenly raised her mobile phone towards Han Lie.

Is she filming me?

Why?

Brother Lie frowned, but did not speak. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at Eric meaningfully.

Eric looked very uncomfortable.

It's really embarrassing for something like this to happen in our own hotel.

However, Eric had no choice.

There's no clockwork that says patrons can't take photos in hotel lobbies.

Although she took a picture of herself, her surname is not Wang, so she can't go up and slap someone, right?

However, the problem must be solved.

After a simple weighing, Eric immediately called the manager on duty in the lobby and whispered: "Ask the lady why she wanted to film Mr. Han, and then find a way to change the video..."

Han Lie didn't care what he did and continued walking in silence.

In fact, there were more than one or two people peeking at him in the rest area, and there were also people taking photos, so there was no way he could care about it.

Han Lie's attitude reassured Eric a little.

When he entered the elevator and was the only one left, Han Lie suddenly opened fire and turned his gun to aim at Cartier and his party: "Mr. Lu, has the news that your company is coming to hold an exhibition leaked?"

Ding!

Lu Yisi's heart suddenly became excited.

Good guy, what feelings are you waiting for here that were silent before?

Why are you inserting needles into my painful areas?

Lu Yisi was very uncomfortable by Han Lie's sudden question, because he knew it well——

That was not an ordinary leak, it was leaking to the belly button...

However, Lu Yisi did not expect that a top VVIP customer would be able to secretly photograph Han Lie.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han."

Lawrence Lu first apologized and then explained.

"As for the news about holding a personal gemstone exhibition for you, I guarantee that your personal information will not be leaked at all.

I just informed a few more vvip clients and plan to take the opportunity to hold a small salon again after you make your decision.

If this girl who was secretly photographed has anything to do with Cartier, I am willing to take all responsibility."

Take responsibility?

You can afford this shit.

However, his attitude was good, so Han Lie nodded and stopped being harsh.

Beating is just beating, don't really think of yourself as someone's biological father.

Soon, a group of people got out of the elevator and were about to walk to the exhibition hall when another group of people came huffing and puffing in the corridor.

Walking outside were four or five people in black suits, surrounded by a tall woman wearing sunglasses.

The two waves of people met in the middle of the small hall and looked up at each other.

"Mr. Zhai, what are you doing?"

The woman took the initiative to say hello and asked Eric.

Eric recognized the other person at a glance, stopped and responded politely: "It's Miss Fan... Why are you down here?"

The woman raised her hand and took off her sunglasses, and said with a smile: "I heard from the assistant that there seems to be some kind of exhibition downstairs. I just have nothing to do, so I came down to take a look at the excitement."

What nonsense!

Almost everyone knows that the woman opposite is full of nonsense.

Including herself.

But she didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she looked at Han Lie naturally, her expression becoming a little surprised and confused.

"This handsome guy looks very familiar to you. Have we met before?"

"Probably not, Miss Fan."

Han Lie smiled and shook his head, clasping his hands behind his back, looking at her with interest to see how she could continue to act.

To be honest, Miss Fan's pick-up skills are pretty bad.

However, many times, what matters is not the skill of striking up a conversation, but the person you strike up a conversation with.

Ms. Fan was dressed very stunningly today. She wore a white suit on the outside and a chest-length dress underneath. Half of her real body was exposed, attracting attention.

She waved away the assistant bodyguard, took a step forward, and looked at Han Lie carefully, her seductive eyes constantly tracing the young man's face, with a smile on her lips.

Gee, it’s a pity that you don’t play Pan Jinlian...

Her expression suddenly became determined, and she clapped her hands gently: "Ah! Is it Teacher Han? We had a chat with Chef Xie at the banquet at Huangpu Club last time!"

Yeah?

Han Lie was stunned by her for a moment and began to try hard to remember.

When I think about it carefully...it's ridiculous!

She wasn't even there that day, right?!

However, just when Han Lie was concentrating on his memories, she had already come closer, facing Han Lie sideways, only a punch away.

"Teacher Han, are you here to see the exhibition too? Why don't we meet by chance and go around together?"

I go!

Doesn’t this skill of climbing along the pole require a level 5 peak?!

This is not climbing along the pole, this is climbing hard without a pole...

Everyone knew that it was impossible for her not to know that this was a private exhibition, and this was not a chance encounter. She was clearly here for Han Lie.
To be continued...