Turn the Spring Festival Gala with a magic show at the beginning

Thinking of Chu Feng's social status, which was higher than his current self, Rashid was at a loss for words.

After recovering, Rashid said again:

"I know Mr. Chu, you are not short of money...how about this, Mr. Chu, you can rest in my hotel tonight, you can think about what you want as a reward, as long as I can Here, that's not a problem."

In order not to let Chu Feng refuse, Rashid directly shouted at the cleaning uncle at the door:

"34! Immediately follow my request and help Mr. Chu organize a suite!"

Fearing that Chu Feng didn't understand, Guo Lele immediately helped translate, hinting by the way:

"Mr. Chu, the third prince is his most loyal servant. You should be honored to help you arrange a presidential suite according to the specifications of the royal prince!"

The most loyal servant?

Master cleaning? !

Chu Feng almost didn't laugh out loud.

I was still worried that I didn't have a chance to be alone with Mr. Cleaning.

As a result, Rashid took the initiative to help Chu Feng create this opportunity for his face.

That being the case, then Chu Feng is not impolite!

As long as the bronze pterosaur is in hand, no matter what kind of prince you are, Chu Feng will leave as soon as he says, love whoever he wants!

Chapter 168: The Cleaning Master Who Hides Deep

"Mr. Chu, then we have made a deal, you must not leave."

"If you need anything here at night, you can tell them, they will meet you without reservation and meet all your needs."

"That's it, Mr. Chu, I'm waiting for your news!"

......

Seeing Chu Feng disappearing at the door of the restaurant under the leadership of cleaning uncle 34, the expression of the third prince Rashid instantly turned cold.

As the proud third prince, when did he beg others so humblely.

If it hadn't been related to the issue of the ownership of the throne, Rashid had ordered the security guards to throw Chu Feng from the entrance of the restaurant on the third floor directly into the newly built crocodile pond downstairs.

Of course.

The third prince was already thinking that if Chu Feng did not agree, or if Chu Feng agreed, but after some cooperation, there was no effect at all, he would still throw Chu Feng into the crocodile pond.

If the crocodile can't kill Chu Feng, the third prince is going to get a few more sharks, whoever can kill Chu Feng, he can even bestow a title on the other party.

Even if the other party is not human...

Under Rashid's scolding, Guo Lele quickly followed Chu Feng.

Because she has been rewarded to Chu Feng.

Although Chu Feng didn't necessarily want it, but Rashid didn't want Chu Feng to think that he, the dignified third prince, was someone who could only talk big.

"I'm going~"

Without making any concessions, Chu Feng actually saw a ferry car!

This kind of short-distance transportation, which is often used at the airport, actually appeared inside the Louvre in Abu Dhabi!

However, because it was the royal family's move, even the ferry car was a high-end product customized from the Rolls-Royce headquarters.

The restaurant is on the third floor and the guest rooms are on the top floor.

no doubt.

In the Louvre Abu Dhabi, there must be a shuttle bus, a runway for climbing floors, or a large-capacity elevator.

Mr. Cleaning, 34, sat in front skillfully.

Although this Rolls-Royce shuttle has been upgraded with the latest driverless system, the presence of a driver will avoid unnecessary accidents.

Guo Lele also followed quickly.

No need to turn around, Chu Feng knew it was Guo Lele when he heard the familiar sound of high heels hitting the floor.

Chu Feng also admired it.

Guo Lele stepped on the five or six centimeter stiletto heels, and was able to walk like flying on the smooth tile floor. There was nothing wrong with it, and he had already fallen countless times.

On the road.

Guo Lele introduced to Chu Feng:

"In order to facilitate the travel of tourists, the Louvre Abu Dhabi has specially built a circular driveway similar to the roof parking lot, which is specially used for shuttle buses to carry tourists to various floors."

It's almost the same as Chu Feng's guess.

Chu Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"It's no wonder that the losses are so serious. This kind of dispensable tasteless design has burned so much money, and it has no practical use other than pretending to be cool."

Even a person without legs can enter the elevator in a wheelchair. The function of this shuttle bus is really only for platooning.

But the cost of building a driveway and customizing a dozen Rolls-Royce shuttles, plus subsequent maintenance, is not a small sum.

With such meaningless money burning, it is no wonder that the Louvre Abu Dhabi will continue to lose money, so that a prince can't help but beg others.

However, compared to how the Louvre Abu Dhabi burns money, Chu Feng is more interested in another matter.

Chu Feng asked Guo Lele in a low voice:

"Why does Rashid always call Mr. Cleaner 34?"

Guo Lele sighed, looked at Mr. Cleaning pitifully, and said:

"Because Mr. Cleaning's slave number is number 34."

Mr. Cleaning was not arrested and made a slave since he was born.

So Mr. Cleaning, like everyone else, has a name given by his family.

Rashid and his family are not unaware of this.

It's just that in their eyes, Master Cleaning is just a slave, so he only deserves to be called a number, not a name that normal people have.