The System Takes Me to Practice

Wang Qing is three years older than Yang Fan. According to the changes over the past three years, she should be in her senior year this year.

"It turned out to be Sister Qing, didn't you go to college?"

Yang Fan was a little surprised. The scenes of reading before were constantly coming, which is Yang Fan's beautiful memory.

Wang Qing rolled her eyes and joked.

"Look at what you said, it's July, the school is closed, and I have graduated."

"Good for graduation, holiday? How come there is no Dandelion Middle School?"

After not going to school for a long time, Yang Fan almost forgot about it.

"Not long ago, there was an accident in the school, and classes were suspended for more than half a month, and the summer vacation is about to go. I don't plan to do it here."

Wang Youcai straightened up and rubbed his waist. He was about 60 years old and his physical condition was significantly reduced.

"Uncle Wang, you are so fast in your sixties, you really should take a break. Sister Qing, do you have a job?"

Yang Fan noticed that Wang Youcai was all ill. When he saw his forehead, a trace of black air appeared, which was a sign of disaster.

"Not yet, just a few days after graduation, I'm still looking for it."

Wang Qing handed the packed breakfast to a passerby, said.

"Well, I'll let you know if I have a good job."

While talking, Yang Fan tried to finish the fried noodles, still the same taste as before. Sun Yunzhu and Chen Shuyue were quite satisfied with the fried noodles among their opponents.

It wasn't until then that Wang Youcai noticed the two of them, showing curiosity, and his gaze stayed on Sun Yunzhu who was close to Yang Fan.

"Xiao Fan, this won't be your girlfriend, right? It's so pretty."

Wang Qing was attracted by these words. Her appearance was so mediocre, so when she saw Sun Yunzhu's appearance, her face showed envy.

"It's not a girlfriend or a wife, and both are."

After that, Yang Fan put his arm around one, which made Wang Youcai couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Don't tell me, I have something to do, so I will leave first, take this Uncle Wang, and don't go out recently, your hall is black, I am afraid there will be a disaster of blood and light."

Yang Fan waved his hand, and before Wang Youcai could speak, he stuffed a talisman seal into his hand, and then sat in Audi and left.

Looking at Yang Fan who was going away, Wang Youcai glanced at Fu Zhuan inexplicably, but did not take it seriously.

More than half an hour later, Wu Bo drove Audi to the Byzantine Hotel in the city.

The hotel is a separate ten-story building. The bottom five floors are used for eating. According to the identity of the customers, different floors are opened. The top five floors are also housing. The lowest price for a room is tens of thousands a day.

Especially for the presidential suite on the tenth floor, it costs 700,000 to 800,000 for a night, which is faster than robbery. Although there are only three rooms, not everyone can live, but those who can live in will not care about the money.

The Byzantium Hotel is located in the golden zone, surrounded by tall buildings, and it is still near a square. It is equipped with a separate parking lot. On weekends and holidays, there will be a lot of people. Even in the morning, you can vaguely see out to play people.

"It's really good here. The location of the hotel is a treasure. When the building is under construction, did you ask Mr. Feng Shui to see it?"

Just a glance at Yang Fan could see the unusual location of the Byzantium Hotel.

"Mr. Yang is really extraordinary. I did ask Mr. Feng Shui to see him when the construction started. You may know that person, Mr. Yang."

"who is it?"

"Master Lin Yinglin of Hong Kong Island, I heard people say that he was from the Maoshan School, not only good at Feng Shui, but also hunting ghosts and demons."

Speaking of Lin Ying, Wu Bo's face is full of respect.

"Have not heard."

Yang Fan looked around and had already outlined a blueprint in his mind. Yang Fan didn't like the decoration style of this Byzantine hotel, and planned to transform it into a fairy-like style.

"How is this hotel business?"

When he came to the front door of the hotel, Yang Fan looked again and saw the scene inside. He was a little disappointed. The lobby on the first floor is relatively large and looks very empty when there are no people. Except for the security at the door, there are only a few receptionists left. .

But it's breakfast time, and you can see guests in the lobby eating buffet breakfast.

"Mr. Yang, as the only seven-star hotel in the city, the business is naturally very good. The people who come are either rich or expensive, and their monthly net income is tens of millions."

"Is it open 24/7?"

Wu Bo gave a slight shock and nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, not only for accommodation, even for meals."

"Then give us a breakfast, the dishes are arbitrary."

Yang Fan deliberately wanted to test Wu Bo. Wu Bo came over early in the morning. His flattering expression had revealed his purpose, but Yang Fan didn't mind giving him a chance to become his servant.

"Hold on!"

Before long, Wu Bo brought three breakfasts, all Yang Fan liked to eat, and he couldn't help but let Yang Fangao look at him.

"I have to say that the food made by these mortals is really delicious, and I have never eaten it."

Chen Shuyue picked up a sandwich and took a bite, as if the taste buds were about to explode.

"mortal……"

Wu Bo's heart was shocked, his eyes on Chen Shuyue were obviously different, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Boss, this is the ledger from last month, take a look."

Wu Bo was standing waiting for Yang Fan to finish eating, and walked over to the lobby manager, holding a book of accounts in his hand.

"Don't call me the boss, starting from today, this Mr. Yang will be your boss, and the Byzantium Hotel already belongs to him."

The hotel manager is a handsome brain in his thirties, wearing an expensive private customized suit, revealing the gentleman's behavior in every move.

"I have met the big boss! I am Qin Xiangrong, the lobby manager of the hotel, responsible for the operation of the hotel. This is a project last month."

The hotel manager's emotional intelligence is very high. At a glance, he can tell that Wu Bo, the former boss, is trying to curry favor with Yang Fan.

After receiving the account, Yang Fan saw that he was a little surprised by the price of the dishes above.

A bottle of ordinary water costs 1,000 yuan, and the price of a plate of ordinary green vegetables reaches 10,000 yuan, and...

The most resisted consumption alone has reached three or four million, and as the saying goes, money comes faster than robbery.

"The business seems to be very good, but I plan to remodel it, leaving only three floors for food. Those who come are on the first floor, the second floor is for VIPs, and the seats on the third floor are used for auction proceeds."

Qin Xiangrong opened his mouth to prevent Yang Fan from doing so, but because of his identity, he had no right to interfere.

At this time, a beautiful blond woman walked in from the door of the Byzantium Hotel. She was 1.7 meters tall, coupled with the ten-centimeter high heels. She looked relatively tall at close range and suddenly attracted the guests in the lobby on the first floor.

The woman is the 83rd place in the killer rankings, smiling. After two days of travel and inquiries, Yang Fan was nearby. When Yang Fan and his group came out of the Dongshan Orphanage, many people were secretly observing in the dark. .