The hand-made limited-edition luxury car ran all the way and finally arrived at the Caesar Hotel one and a half hours later.

Caesar is the top five-star hotel in Dallas. Although it is not as exhausting as the luxury of the casino, it also looks very grand. The tall stone pillar structure will make you feel like you are really living in an ancient Roman palace.

You know, the Caesar Hotel is located in the city center, but it still has golf courses and racing stadiums, and even famous wineries and clubs such as Conte are located.

"Mr. Zhou Ming, your room is in the Grey Club behind, which is a single-family villa."

The middle-aged man in charge of the reception was named Willis. He quickly completed the check-in procedures for Zhou Ming, took the room key to come back to Zhou Ming, and also told Zhou Ming that he could take the hotel shuttle bus to his room.

"The shuttle bus is a hotel service item. No matter what time you are, Mr. Zhou Ming, you can call for service."

While taking Zhou Ming into the car, Willis continued to introduce: "In addition to the shuttle bus, the hotel will also provide you with car rental services. You have a variety of options, even including some handmade limited edition models."

"Of course, in addition to travel, Caesar Hotel is also well prepared for entertainment."

“First of all, Grey Club is a comprehensive club where you can enjoy tennis, golf, rock climbing and fitness, as well as racing watching.”

“Grey Club also has a very large city swimming pool where you can not only swim and dive, but also enjoy the fun of surfing simulated.”

"In addition to Grey Club, there is also a luxury casino next to the hotel. If you are interested in spending a lot of money, you can contact the casino through the hotel. They will send a car to pick it up..."

Along the way, Willis was like a dedicated tour guide, constantly introducing various hotel services to Zhou Ming and introducing the hotel's restaurant to Zhou Ming. Willis told Zhou Ming that this restaurant is a Michelin-certified luxury restaurant where you can enjoy delicious food from all over the world.

"And Mr. Zhou Ming, you can rest assured that we have paid a considerable amount of fees in the hotel. I believe it can be enough for you to enjoy all the services within the hotel!"

"In addition, if Mr. Zhou Ming, you have any additional services, such as which celebrity do you like, want to listen to the popular Brianie singing, or want to watch superstar Jackson dance, we can invite you to the hotel and let him perform alone..."

"Even some illegal projects, we can find a way for you."

Hearing this, Zhou Ming turned to look at him: "What is an illegal project?"

"It's a literal project."

After listening to Willis' subsequent introduction, Zhou Ming realized what he had just thought of, black fist and astringent service, which were all pediatrics. The things he introduced were coded even when he said something, which really opened his eyes.

"I heard before that the United States is a paradise of capital. As long as you have enough money, you can do whatever you want here."

Zhou Ming smiled bitterly and said to himself that Zhou Ming has only now had some intuitive understanding of this sentence.

Zhou Ming looked at Les curiously and said, "Mr. Willis, it's not that I'm going to instigate something, but that you are really good to say these in front of Ms. Les?"

For this question, Les gave a very straightforward answer: "This and

It's not my job scope."

This answer is not unexpected. After all, if Willis dares to say it directly, he must have something to rely on. And he knows everything. Many things are too involved. Even President Walsh can only turn a blind eye, not to mention that Rice is just an assistant in security affairs.

Arriving at Greyri Club, the lawn in front of the club was noisy, a rock band roared on the stage, and people in the audience were indulging in their bodies to vent their emotions.

Willis told Zhou Ming that it was a party and he could help Zhou Ming get involved, in any form.

After the detailed introduction just now, Zhou Ming can now understand what "any form" means in his mouth.

So Zhou Ming waved his hand and told him: "I still like quietness and don't like such noisy party scenes."

Willis just nodded to show his understanding, and there was no unnecessary expression.

Willis took Zhou Ming and Les to their single-family villa and left Zhou Ming with contact information before saying goodbye.

Les sat on the sofa in the living room, reached out and touched it casually, showing a very satisfied expression: "I didn't expect that the landlords in Dallas are quite polite, at least they are very considerate to your arrangements for Mr. Zhou Ming."

Compared to Rice's satisfaction, Zhou Ming's reaction was very dull. Zhou Ming walked to the window and looked at the noisy scene on the lawn not far away.

"Mr. Zhou Ming still likes parties very much, right?" Les asked. "In this way, we can reorganize a smaller party. I think our single-family villa still has this space."

Zhou Ming shook his head and told: "It's not that I like parties, and I have never had any interest in holding parties, but I think the parties there might be about to stop."

Zhou Ming's words came true. As Zhou Ming's voice fell, the sounds outside really weakened.

Les stood up in surprise: "Is Willis or the hotel party going to the party that was stopped? Because Mr. Zhou Ming, you live here, will it not affect your rest?"

"There may be reasons for this, but what I care more about is whether this party was organized by him," said Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming's words reminded Les that it is indeed a problem that Mr. Willis can stop a party so quickly.

You should know that most people are always particularly stubborn when having fun. Rice has attended parties before, so they often see people fighting at parties. If there are a few addicts at the party, the situation will only be more serious.

That was just a common contradiction. Willis was going to stop the party. Even if he had some status in Dallas, he would definitely not be an ordinary person who could hold a party here.

It’s not that Willis can’t discuss it, but that it’s impossible to be so easy.

Now Willis almost shouted over and the party stopped immediately, and it would have been wrong if he hadn't been the organizer.

But after understanding this, Les frowned: "What does he mean? Is this party a conspiracy?"

Zhou Ming thought about it and replied to her: "It doesn't matter, this is a program prepared by Mr. Willis for me."

Rice also walked to the window and reached out to hold his forehead: "What exactly does this guy want to do!"

"Of course welcoming me." Zhou Ming replied, "After all, I am the representative."

Mr. Willis, who came to Dallas, came to Dallas, and as the representative of the organizer, certainly needed some expression."

Zhou Ming emphasized: "Especially when no one else shows up, he needs to let me feel the highest-level reception."

After Zhou Ming said this, Les suddenly remembered: Yes, today, don’t look at Willis, who was busy, arranged for Zhou Ming to be at the Caesar Hotel, and paid so much money in advance so that Zhou Ming could enjoy all the services here, and even prepared a party specifically for Zhou Ming.

But the most important person, these real estate developers in Dallas, did not show up.

You say they don’t know, Willis took people to the apron to greet him; if you say they all know, Zhou Ming, a person who came to host the summit on behalf of the President, did not come forward to greet him, nor did he welcome the banquet, which is very impolite!

"So in fact, these Dallas guys are not satisfied with replacing the original Mr. President with Mr. Zhou Ming, but they dare not question the White House's decision, so they can only work hard on the reception issue and decide to hang up Mr. Zhou Ming, right?" Les answered quickly.

But Zhou Ming shook his head regretfully: "I'm afraid things are not that simple. They are obviously not satisfied with the President's real estate summit!"

Rice's expression was a bit serious. As Walsh's most trusted assistant, Rice knew a lot of inside information, especially the attitude of these real estate tyrants in the United States to Walsh's real estate policies: they thought this was Walsh's political achievements and they were not willing to support it.

"In order to stimulate the development of the real estate industry, Mr. President has held meetings with these guys and slapped the tables, but they are still unmoved. Although the President has helped them open up the financial market, they are still unwilling to develop it drastically."

Rice told Zhou Ming: "The real estate industry is the most conservative industry. If they don't want to do anything, even the federal president will not be able to do so."

Zhou Ming smiled: "So it seems that I am here for Walsh Jr. Not only are they not unhappy, but they may still be applauding!"

Rice was stunned at first, but soon figured it out, because if these real estate developers were essentially unwilling to increase their development efforts and were unwilling to hold this so-called real estate summit. Faced with the policy suppressed by the President and they only planned to do it perfunctorily, then if it were Mr. Zhou Ming, they would think that the pressure on themselves would be much reduced.

"So that's it." Les said, "that's why they welcomed them so generously and enthusiastically. Their purpose is to spend this real estate summit as soon as possible, and no one has any problems."

Les said, her expression becoming more and more serious: "If they had this attitude, I'm afraid your purpose would be difficult to achieve, Mr. Zhou Ming."

"It is difficult to achieve the purpose of President Walsh Jr."

Zhou Ming corrected her: "As for myself, I don't think my situation is that bad."

Les looked at Zhou Ming. Although she couldn't see any hope in Zhou Ming, as long as Zhou Ming said that, Les would have sufficient confidence.
Chapter completed!