Chapter 97: Diaoyutai State Guesthouse

After Wang Yan got into the car, he couldn't be bothered to examine the features in the Audi A8 modified by the rapper with a head full of pappardelle. He immediately unlocked his phone and logged into Weibo.

"What are the keywords?"

"Let me think... I think it's 'tearing apart the door of a 911 with bare hands.'"

Wang Yan did a search on Weibo using the keywords and a lot of videos popped up in the search result.

"Big Wang, you were on the hot searches list last night. News of you was even in the list of top 20 searches at one point. How cool was that!" Wu Fanlin exclaimed while feeling extremely envious.

For those who needed exposure or liked to show off, being on the hot searches list on Weibo was something worth celebrating. There were many artists who couldn't even buy their way into the top 10 searches. If news of them ever made it into the top search, it would definitely be negative news about them.

However, for Wang Yan, it was actually a bad thing to be on the hot searches list. There were no benefits for him to be on the list and it went against his intention of keeping a low profile.

If he was recognized by any of his high school classmates, even though there wouldn't be any major trouble, he would certainly be bothered by many minor inconveniences.

Therefore, he was a little nervous when he clicked on the video.

It was not until he finished watching five videos in a row that he finally relaxed.

Fortunately, the videos were all wide shots.

The car accident occurred at the remote bend which was located at the edge of the circuit. The audience were seated on the opposite side, so even the closest cameraman was at least 60 meters away from where Wang Yan and the rest were.

Even the most advanced 5x digital zoom camera could only capture a blurry figure of him.

After Wang Yan saved Huang Xu, Chen Yuhang led his group of brothers to cause a ruckus. Not only did they almost start a fight, but they also rushed into the office building to cause a scene. No one paid much attention to Wang Yan.

F*ck! He was worried for nothing.

Wang Yan heaved a sigh of relief. He closed the search and asked Wu Fanlin with great interest, "How many people will be there today?"

"We have booked two tables. So around 22 or 23 people?" Wu Fanlin was not sure either.

Hearing this answer, Director Wang was not satisfied.

He interrogated, "Why are there so few people coming? More than 50 of you went to the race track yesterday, right?"

"Big Wang, are you kidding me?!"

Wu Fanlin widened his eyes as he continued saying, "How can we invite all of them? Do you think Diaoyutai State Guesthouse is a food stall by the roadside? Do you think we can just wave our hands and say, 'Boss, we'll book the whole place. Bring us different kinds of lamb skewers, 500 each!' Then, we'll pack the entire room with our friends?"

Alright, that didn't seem very realistic.

But Wang Yan's concern was: what should he expect from today's meal with 20 people?

Wu Fanlin, who had been to the state guesthouse twice, explained, "Guests in the state guesthouse order their dishes in advance. The hotel charges by seat. As for the specific dishes which will be served later, it depends on what Xu Zi has decided with the hotel. Based on my estimation, the cost for each person's meal should be no less than 3,000 Yuan, excluding alcohol."

3,000 Yuan per person. 60,000 Yuan for 20 people. On average, each person drank a bottle of maotai. That would make the final sum around 100,000 Yuan.

Wang Yan was quite satisfied with the price after doing some mental calculations. After his critical multiplier of 40 times, he would earn 4,000,000 Yuan, which was equivalent to a lottery jackpot.

If everything went smoothly, he could start researching how to buy lottery tickets when he reached Xingcheng. Then, he could begin sending some money home to improve the life of his family.

Or he could start a business on the surface, which was pretty good too.

Wang Yan and Wu Fanlin chatted and laughed along the drive. The two of them soon arrived at the north gate of Diaoyutai. Before entering, they first confirmed their identities with personnel on the premises via phone. Then, they needed to get their ID cards checked.

After parking the car, they still had to go through security checks. Cigarettes and lighters were not allowed in the state guesthouse.

Diaoyutai State Guesthouse did not have a star rating, but in a sense, it was the best hotel in the country. While the other high-end five-star hotels were all competing over decorations, designs and services, the status of Diaoyutai State Guesthouse remained unchallenged.

The rest of the hotels were just youngsters in the eyes of Diaoyutai.

It was summer, and the garden was lush and green. Hundred-year-old guest-greeting pines and cypresses could be seen everywhere. There were small bridges over flowing water and pavilions. The traditional Chinese garden and the modern buildings complemented each other well, portraying the majestic grandeur of Huaxia.

Knowing that it was Wang Yan's first time here, Wu Fanlin deliberately led him on a detour to have a look at the surroundings.

Wu Fanlin introduced the buildings enthusiastically, "Over there is Building No.18, the famous reception building for foreign heads of state. There are two presidential suites, one eastern style and one western style. You can't book them even if you have the money.

That is Building No.15, Danruo Garden. It has the best view.

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Walk straight down this road and you will enter the club. The swimming pool, buffet restaurant, sauna and so on are all there.

The opposite building is Fangfei Garden, the first choice for large-scale meetings and banquets. Last year, one of my childhood friends had his wedding held at Fangfei Garden. The scale of his wedding was… Tsk!"

As soon as Wu Fanlin said this, the class of the state guesthouse instantly plummeted in Wang Yan's point of view.

Since the requirements for guests were not high, there was nothing to be afraid of. The two suites in the reception building for foreign heads of state were out of reach, but aside from that, the rest of the services could be attained given enough money.

Money was nothing to Wang Yan.

They strolled around and finally reached Building No.8. They were led to a private room by a waiter. Wang Yan finally met the main character of the day.

Huang Xu's injury didn't seem too serious. There was only a thin layer of gauze wrapped around his right hand. He was shooting the breeze and boasting to his group of friends. He was in high spirits.

When he saw Wang Yan, a complicated look flashed past Young Master Huang's eyes. Then, Huang Xu warmly welcomed him.

"Big Wang, you're here. Come over quickly and I'll introduce you to a few good friends of mine!"

It was then followed by a series of exchanging pleasantries.

Wang Yan was not used to this culture, especially the style of greetings that was unique to the locals of the Capital. They were not friendly to outsiders, making it difficult for Wang Yan to join in their conversation.

Therefore, Wang Yan listened most of the time and spoke very little. He kept a smile on his face as he silently observed everyone.

There were a total of 13 men and eight ladies present.

After getting to know most of Huang Xu's friends, Wang Yan realized that Huang Xu's circle of friends was not high-class. At the very least, these friends from the car club whom he invited today were not high-class.

Everyone was basically talking about cars and the car accident that happened the day before. Most of them flattered Huang Xu; only three of them treated Huang Xu as an equal. Hence, Wang Yan deduced that most of them were not as rich as Huang Xu.

But they were not really poor per se.

Except for the few girls who were brought here to broaden their horizons, the rest of them all drove cars worth at least 500,000 Yuan. They either had businesses or real estate. It could be said that any one of them was richer than Wang Yan.

However, since Huang Xu valued Wang Yan so much, the rest of them didn't dare to act aloof with him.

In addition to Wang Yan's tall figure, outstanding temperament and extraordinary strength, he quickly earned his popularity among Huang Xu's friends.

"Master Wang, did you see the video? You were really amazing yesterday!"

"Big Wang, later you must let me honor you by giving you a toast!"

"Big Wang is really popular with girls. I saw it yesterday. You left with three gorgeous ladies!"

Both forms of address, 'Master Wang' and 'Big Wang,' were terrible in Wang Yan's point of view. However, he couldn't say anything about them.

At his age, normally he would be called 'Little Wang,''Little Yan' or 'Wang Er.' The rest calling him 'Big Wang' was already a form of respect.

The more shameless ones would address him as 'Master Wang.'

In any case, it was impossible for the rest to call him 'Brother Wang.' All of them were people in their 20s or 30s, so it wasn't appropriate for them to call a younger person 'Brother.'

Wang Yan joined in their conversation for a while. Suddenly, a rich and attractive girl came over and clung to him. "Wang Yan, can you add me on WeChat?"

Wang Yan was terrified. He felt as though he had been insulted.

The main point was that the girl was not that pretty. She could at most score 80 points. She was at the level of a primary school's class belle.

"My appearance fee is very high." Wang Yan cracked a joke casually to express his refusal.

'I can't afford to offend you. I'll admit defeat!' Wang Yan groaned internally.

Just as Wang Yan was about to slip away, Huang Xu brought a buddy over with a smile. Huang Xu personally introduced him to Wang Yan.

The guy had thick eyebrows and a confident gaze. He was handsome and his face seemed familiar.

Wang Yan realized something.

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