The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 486 Carambola
Wang Gang woke up from a deep sleep and found himself lying on a strange bed, and the surrounding environment was not the bedroom of his own villa.

"Are you wearing it again?" Wang Gang murmured to himself somewhat dispirited.

"Well, I still need to sleep for a while." A lazy woman's voice next to him made Wang Gang slightly stunned.

"Here again." Wang Gang had a headache.

When traveling through the world of Ode to Joy, Qiu Yingying was half-wrapped lying next to Wang Gang.

There is still a woman next to her now, with long hair covering half of her face, but in terms of figure, she is indeed better than Qiu Yingying.

"Could it be my girlfriend with this body?"

When Wang Gang had a thought, a huge memory emerged. This time Wang Gang accepted that there was something wrong with the memory.

"Ah!" Wang Gang hugged his head in his hands and cried out, and rolled off the bed.

The woman who was lying in bed was frightened by the scream and sat up suddenly from the bed.

"Master Feng, what's the matter with you?"

When the woman came to the edge of the bed, she was terrified when she saw Wang Gang on the ground writhing in his arms and writhing all over the floor.

Wang Gang's head seemed to be pierced by a thousand steel needles, and the huge flow of memory made him feel miserable.

The woman jumped up from the bed in fright, and ran while wearing her clothes, leaving Wang Gang alone on the ground to fend for himself, without even knowing how to call 120.

It took Wang Gang a long time to recover, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

He slowly got up from the ground, his head was still aching, but it didn't affect his control of his body.

According to the memory of the host, Wang Gang came to the bathroom, lay down directly in the bathtub, turned on the cold water switch, cold water flowed from the faucet, and poured on his face, the discomfort in the brain was relieved a lot.

Wang Gang had experienced the sudden pain once before. He guessed it was because he had been reincarnated for several lives, and his memory was too huge.

His solution last time was to add all the free points to the spiritual attribute, which relieved the pain.

But since the world of the human world, Goldfinger no longer issued missions, and he could not gain any freedom points, and his attributes basically did not change much after going through three worlds.

Wang Gang's mind slowly became silent in the Goldfinger space. Except for a large pile of gold jewels, there was nothing in the space. Wang Gang couldn't even see his own attribute panel.

"It seems that I have to find a way to enhance my spiritual attributes, and I can't count on the golden finger space."

Wang Gang immersed himself completely in the cold water, his spirit slowly eased, and he began to accept all the memories of his predecessor.

Formerly named Feng Xiaofeng, 32 years old this year, is the owner of a fitness club in Beijing. There is a 160-square-meter house near the third ring road and an Audi A6 car.

Feng Xiaofeng's life trajectory is nothing special. He was born in a family of intellectuals. His father went into business in his early years, and he was among the first batch of people in China to become rich.

It's a pity that when Feng Xiaofeng was 14 years old, his parents were on a business trip by car and encountered an accident. They rolled down the hillside with the car and both died.

The underage Feng Xiaofeng was brought up by his aunt, and the property of his parents was temporarily kept by the aunt's family.

When Feng Xiaofeng became an adult, he was admitted to the Capital University of Finance and Economics, and his aunt returned all the inheritance and property to him.

Feng Xiaofeng may have inherited his father's business talent. After graduating from university, he opened a fitness club in the capital with his inheritance.

Because the fitness club is located in a bustling downtown area and has a superior geographical location, the venue was bought by Feng Xiaofeng early in the morning, which made him a lot of money.

In recent years, housing prices in the capital have risen higher and higher, and his property has also become thicker and thicker.

After receiving Feng Xiaofeng's memory, Wang Gang also knew who the woman was just now.

She was not Feng Xiaofeng's girlfriend, but a hostess. They had a drink at night, and they met at the hotel to play poker.

Feng Xiaofeng is still unmarried at the age of 32, not because his parents died early and no one forced the marriage, but because he is naturally lustful and doesn't want to give up a forest for a tree.

He has no shortage of money and is a frequent visitor to Fengyue Place.

Almost calm, Wang Gang sat up from the bathtub, went to the mirror and looked at his current body.

It may be because of opening a gym. Feng Xiaofeng usually pays attention to exercise. He has a good figure and a full body, but his face is a little pale.

Wang Gang dried himself up and walked out of the bathroom, put on his clothes, and opened his handbag.

There was a wad of money in the bag, at least [-] to [-] in cash, which was originally prepared by Feng Xiaofeng, but the girl who accompanied the wine was scared away by him, so the money was saved.

Feng Xiaofeng has booked a suite in a four-star hotel for a long time, and often brings women over to play poker.

Holding the room card, Wang Gang took the elevator downstairs and came to the front desk to check out. He is not Feng Xiaofeng and does not need to book a room.

"Excuse me, check out and check out." Wang Gang handed the room card to the front desk of the hotel.

"Mr. Feng, is there anything unsatisfactory about the room?"

A gentle and beautiful female voice made Wang Gang look up.

"Gao Yuanyuan!?" Wang Gang asked in surprise.

The front desk of the hotel was stunned, pointed to his badge and said, "Mr. Feng, my name is Yang Tao, and I am the lobby manager of the hotel."

Seeing the woman who looked exactly like Gao Yuanyuan in front of him, the surprise in Wang Gang's eyes faded away.

"The hotel, the front desk, a woman who looks like Gao Yuanyuan, is this where we get married?" Wang Gang thought to himself.

"Miss Yang is very similar to someone I know." Wang Gang said.

Yang Tao didn't take it seriously, this kind of old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation has long been outdated.

It's all 2012 now.

"Mr. Feng, is there any dissatisfaction with our hotel service?" Yang Tao maintained a professional smile.

"No, I am very satisfied with your hotel, but I don't need the room in the future." Wang Gang said.

Although Yang Tao had doubts in her heart, she couldn't take care of the client's affairs, so she could only check out with the room card.

"Mr. Feng, you have rented for one and a half months. In addition to deducting the deposit, you still need to pay 6000 yuan for the room fee. Because you are a VIP customer of our hotel, you can enjoy a 8.5% discount. You only need to pay another [-] yuan. I will give it to you privately. For a voucher of [-] yuan, you can pay another [-] yuan, this is the bill, please take a look."

Wang Gang took the bill without looking at it, and took out 5000 yuan in cash from his bag and handed it to Yang Tao.

Carambola took the money swiftly, passed it through the money counter, and then said to Wang Gang: "The amount is correct, and you are welcome to come next time."

Wang Gang nodded, and then asked: "Excuse me, is there a better Chinese medicine store nearby?"

Yang Tao asked: "Mr. Feng, are you uncomfortable?"

"No, I just want to buy some tonic." Wang Gang explained.

Yang Tao said: "I know that there is a Tong Ren Tang San Tiao Street to the east of the hotel, and it takes about 5 minutes to drive there."

"Thank you." Wang Gang picked up his bag and was about to leave. He took only two steps and went back.

Seeing that Wang Gang came back again, Yang Tao was puzzled and said, "Mr. Feng, what else do you need?"

"Do you have a business card? If I want to book a room next time, can I call you to make an appointment?" Wang Gang said.

"Of course, this is my business card." Yang Tao took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Wang Gang.

Wang Gang took the business card and looked at it, not only the hotel's phone number, but also Yangtao's private mobile phone number on it, and he was immediately satisfied.

"I need to call you." Wang Gang waved his business card, and then received it in his handbag.

Yang Tao looked at the back of Wang Gang leaving, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she didn't like Wang Gang, or Wang Gang's predecessor, Feng Xiaofeng.

Because she felt that Feng Xiaofeng was too playful and would always bring different women to the hotel, not only Yang Tao, but even her colleagues would talk about Feng Xiaofeng in private, saying that he was a playboy and his private life was chaotic.

"Manager Yang, have the guests of 8606 checked out?" Yang Tao's colleague came over and asked.

"Well, it's back, I just left." Yang Tao put away the money and said.

"It's a pity." The colleague shook his head and sighed, "I haven't asked for his call yet."

Yang Tao raised her head in surprise, and said, "You want to chase that playboy?"

The colleague nodded and said: "He is handsome, has a good figure, and has money. He is simply the Prince Charming in my dreams."

Yang Tao was surprised and said: "That Mr. Feng's private life is so chaotic, and he brings different women to open rooms all day long. It's not like you don't know."

"What does it matter? It's not cheating in marriage. As long as he's not married, he can play whatever he wants."

Yang Tao couldn't help shaking her head and sighing, she really didn't understand what the little girl was thinking.

"Aren't you afraid that he is sick?" Yang Tao said disgustedly.

"There is a hospital where you can check, what are you afraid of." The colleague said: "Besides, as long as you have money, it doesn't matter if the disease is not cured. Maybe it's a good thing."

Carambola is speechless, co-author, you don't know the family yet, you just hope for the death of illness and worry about the family's inheritance.

Really unable to chat with colleagues, Yang Tao used an excuse to busy herself with her own affairs.

(End of this chapter)