1953: C1953 Avarice

C1953 Avarice

As a top-notch hotel, the server at the front desk also mastered several languages.

When she saw Han Zhen, the waitress immediately knew Han Zhen's identity.

The people who were able to rent the presidential suite were naturally quite wealthy. Naturally, she wouldn't be negligent.

"I'm looking for your manager." Han Zhen said.

Han Zhen needed enough space to set up the Crimson Sky Fire Array.

Han Zhen did not want to leave the capital.

Since he was in the capital, he had to welcome many people from the capital.

Therefore, Han Zhen wanted to buy this hotel.

Although the price of this store was not cheap in the capital, Han Zhen had accumulated a lot of money during this period.

Han Zhen had enough money to buy this hotel.

The girl at the front desk froze for a moment, then carefully asked, "Sir, do you have any complaints?"

For high-end hotels, the service provided was very heavy, and the complaints were naturally very serious.

"No!" It's just that there are some things that I want to discuss with him! " Han Zhen said.

The girl at the front desk let out a sigh of relief and quickly used her phone to make a call.

Not even five minutes had passed before a middle-aged man walked out from the elevator. He took two steps forward and said in a very amiable tone, "Sir, what may I do for you?"

The girl at the front desk was also curious and looked over from time to time. She was curious about Han Zhen's business, and why would he need to find a manager to solve it.

"I want to buy this hotel!" Han Zhen smiled faintly.

The surroundings immediately quieted down.

The girl at the front desk froze on the spot.

The middle-aged manager was also stunned for a minute before blinking his eyes. "Sir, are you joking?"

He had been dealing with some chores all day, purchasing, arranging work, and receiving distinguished guests. However, he never expected that someone would actually say that they wanted to buy this hotel today.

The middle-aged manager felt that this was ridiculous.

"I never joke!" Han Zhen glanced at the middle-aged manager.

"Sorry, our hotel never had a plan to sell it." The middle-aged manager immediately refused.

The Washington Hotel stores were all internationally, and in the capital, the Washington Hotel had always been quite profitable. This year's financial statements are more profitable than the three hundred million neon dollars.

Even without asking, he knew that the headquarter would never sell such a profitable hotel.

"20 billion neon coins, now is the time to pay!" Han Zhen said directly.

20 billion neon coins, equivalent to 1.3 billion Chinese dollars.

In this period of time, the profits from Cauldron Pavilion and Supernatural Medicine could indeed pay such a price. However, after paying this price, all the profits had been reduced to a minuscule amount.

"20 billion neon coins!" Having just received Han Zhen at the front desk, she immediately exclaimed in disbelief. Even though she was used to seeing rich people, she couldn't help but look at Han Zhen. Being able to take out 20 billion in one go was not as simple as just having money.

The middle-aged manager's heart skipped a beat. Twenty billion was already twice the actual cost of the hotel. For the entire market, it was already a premium.0

The other party was clearly sincere in buying it at such a high price.

Then, the middle-aged manager smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but we are unable to accept this price!"

Yin Yushuang was a little annoyed, "This price is already very high. With the same price, we can buy other hotels in the capital." You're not willing to accept it, aren't you? You're too greedy! "

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