Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 111: Wenxi Building, worth 8.8 billion US dollars, was taken (asking for monthly tickets)
"Hai Hou, see what information the other party wants to find out."

"Okay, boss."

The voice of the Sea Queen fell silent.

Wen Ming told Perkins to keep a close eye on the three men, then quickly walked towards the computer room on the second underground floor.

Hunter and a security guard were on duty here. When they saw Wen Ming coming, they quickly stood up and said, "Boss."

"You go guard outside."

Wen Ming gave them an order and walked straight to the host.

There are still too few available manpower now, and ordinary people like Hunter should not be involved in things like today.

But in the current situation, this is the only way. Wen Ming tries his best to let them take charge of less dangerous positions.

I don’t know who John will bring back to me after he finishes “John Wick 4”.

If what Ada Wong said is true, then many of the characters from "John Wick 2" and "John Wick 3" who have finished filming should be able to be brought back.

It’s just that John was busy dealing with the pursuit in the past two days, and busy dealing with the upcoming duel in the past two days. This series of things left him with no time to deal with these things properly.

Wait a minute.

John never lets himself down.

"Hai Hou, what's the situation now?"

"The other party is hacking into my main system. I've let him in. He's searching for keywords like 'Wen Fugui's relics,' 'treasure room,' 'safe,' 'secret room,' and trying to access the camera to view the surveillance footage on the 16th floor."

Wen Ming was stunned by Hai Hou’s answer.

The relics of the third uncle?

They were indeed coming for the Third Uncle.

The question is, what treasure could the Third Master have? Wasn't all he left for himself an empty hotel?

Wen Ming then remembered that there were several rooms on the 16th floor that he had never opened, and he couldn't help but suspect that what they were looking for was there.

After inheriting the hotel, Wen Ming was busy managing the hotel and dealing with time travelers every day. The three rare times he went out were to accompany Belinda to dinner and visit the park, and to attend a cocktail party with Flora.

Wen Ming was very busy at other times, so he didn't think about looking at other rooms. At most, he and John and others used the activity room on the 16th floor for special training.

The last time I celebrated my birthday, the cigar room was cleaned that day.

After all, he thought that a 180-square-meter living room + study was enough for his activities.

This is the current situation of many young people. Even if they buy a house, their main activity spaces are only the living room and bedroom.

Even, only the bedroom.

Other rooms are only visited when storing miscellaneous items or getting something, and may not be cleaned once a year.

The words the other party searched for immediately made him realize that the third uncle should have left him other inheritance in those rooms.

"Keep him intruding and record everything he's looking for. Don't intercept him unless he actually takes action."

Wen Ming did not let the Queen of the Sea alert the enemy.

The results obtained from the interrogation were ultimately inaccurate.

However, what the other party actively searches for can expose their true purpose.

At the very least, he had already learned that these people were probably coming for the Third Uncle's treasure.

Well, if vampires or zombies existed, they would also be considered treasure.

……

John washed for half an hour before he regained his composure. His expression was extremely grim, so Wen Ming gave him a chance to vent: "The interrogation is up to you."

"Don't worry, I promise to ask you everything you want to know."

John strode to the basement and quickly carried them into Wen Ming's exclusive elevator and took them to the activity room.

He placed the five invaders against the wall, in a row, so that they could see each other.

"Wow!"

A huge plastic sheet was spread out, and John randomly selected a person and placed him on the sheet.

He looked at the remaining four people and took out a pillow.

"You have 20 seconds to tell us who you are and what you want to do.

Otherwise, he will be your fate.”

The pillow was directly placed on the unlucky guy's head. When the four people saw this scene, they all widened their eyes in horror and then started to whimper.

Why don’t you tear off the tape for us?

What can we say if you block our mouths?
The unlucky guy whose head was covered was almost going crazy.

Brother, didn’t I just splash black dog blood on you?
As for?
Want to know something, I said.

But he soon had no strength to struggle. The feeling of suffocation made him feel dazed. Even if he wanted to kick his legs, he couldn't because all four of his limbs were broken.

After 20 seconds, John took off the pillow and looked at the four people: "Who's going to speak first?"

The four of them nodded wildly.

The four people were afraid that if they nodded too slowly, this cruel man would cover their heads with pillows.

He is so brave.

John said to Perkins who was standing aside, “Take one away and ask the boss’ assistant in his office.

I'll ask another question later.

If any of the four men's confessions are inconsistent, he will be killed."

The four people looked at John in horror, as if they saw a demon.

We are not from the same family.

How could our statements be consistent?
However, John did not give them a chance and interrogated them separately with Perkins.

……

An hour later, Wen Ming got what he wanted to know.

"The first wave of two people were still from the Vinci Hotel. They were professional killers hired by the Vinci Hotel's major shareholder, Warven Hansen.

Their goal is very simple, which is to kill you and seize the Flatiron Hotel, which is the same as their previous goal.

The second wave of three people are from an organization called the Black River Society. Their goal is to find a 200-year-old zombie left behind by Wen Fugui.

Well, zombie, that’s how it’s spelled, I think I remember it correctly.

They said the zombie was their ancestor, and that Wen Fugui had disturbed their ancestors' peace, so they wanted to bury the zombie.

Are there really zombies?
Wen Ming was stunned for a moment. Where are the zombies?

Those unused rooms on the sixteenth floor?

I have been sleeping with zombies for the past ten days?
Wen Ming shuddered inexplicably.

Uncle Third, your habit is a bit too much.

However, this result made Wen Ming completely certain that the third uncle must also know the existence of the space rift and had also made acquaintances with many time travelers.

Otherwise, how could 200-year-old zombies cross the ocean and come to Eagle Country?

How long has this country been established?
I just don't know which film or TV series this zombie is from.

By the way, why have I never encountered time travelers in domestic movies and TV dramas?

Huh?
"No, John, they lied to you. If they were here to find zombies, why did they bring silver bullets, a silver sword, and holy water? Are these things useful against zombies?"

Wen Ming suddenly realized something was wrong.

John nodded and said, "We asked this question, and all three of them said that they were unsure which props would work, so their leader asked them to bring them all."

Is it really?

Wen Ming felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Take all these people back to your world."

Wen Ming was silent for a moment and then made a decision.

This time is different from last time.

Last time, the fat man was taken for testing. Wen Ming didn't know that he would be excluded and killed by the will of the world.

This time, it was Wen Ming who took the initiative to ask John to take the person away.

This also means that Wen Ming took the initiative to ask John to execute them.

The requirements are the same both times, but the subjective intentions are completely different.

In response to the endless coveting and temptation, Wen Ming decided not to treat them so gently anymore.

"From now on, all invading enemies will be interrogated and thrown into your universe."

A cold murderous aura, along with Wen Ming's words, echoed in the computer room.

John, Perkins, and Rebecca all responded.

"as you wish."

……

Woven Hansen stood in the rooftop office of the Vinci Building, looking at the Flatiron Building below, a big cigar in his mouth, quietly waiting for the return of the two professional killers.

However, this wait lasted for two hours.

The longer Wolven Hansen waited, the more anxious he became. The cigar in his mouth flickered rapidly, turning into ash inch by inch.

After finishing a cigar, he was not ready to wait any longer.

"go!"

He gave an order to several men behind him and was about to leave his office when the office door was slammed open from the outside.

"Who?"

Woven Hansen's bodyguard only had time to shout before a flash bomb was thrown in.

Several people in the room screamed at the same time, and then biubiubiu sounds were heard one after another.

But they can no longer hear it, because when a flash bomb is thrown, it not only produces a strong light, but also a huge noise of 170-200 decibels, causing the target to temporarily lose hearing.

A few seconds later, Wowen, who was screaming, suddenly found himself being picked up. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

After a few minutes, Wowen's vision slowly returned to normal, his ears gradually began to hear some sounds, and the severe dizziness gradually dissipated.

He touched his ear and it was bleeding!
Damn, he actually used a flash bomb!
When he finally regained consciousness, he found himself sitting in the boss's chair with his cell phone, a document and a newspaper in front of him.

A camera was placed in front of him.

On the ground in the distance lay the bodies of several of his bodyguards.

"Call your lawyer and accountant and have them come right over."

A voice sounded behind Wowen's head, and he could feel something cold pressing against his head.

"it is good."

Wo Wen knew that he had no room for resistance, so he simply dialed the phone.

After the two calls were completed, the voice behind me sounded again: "Now, sign your name and stamp your seal on the document in front of you.

Then pick up the documents and newspaper, face the camera, and record a statement.”

The owner of the voice walked behind the camera at this time. Wowen wanted to see what the other person looked like, but the other person was wearing a black hood on his head and his eyes were covered by sunglasses, so he couldn't see anything at all.

Wowen looked at the pistol in the other person's hand, sighed dejectedly, then picked up a pen and signed his name on the document, stamped it with the private ring seal on his finger, and finally picked up the newspaper and document as the other party requested and repeated the contents of the document.

After he finished reading, the man in black turned off the camera, then cut the carpet on the ground, picked up several bodies on the ground and started walking out.

Wo Wen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to let him go so easily. He was about to stand up when a voice suddenly came from under the desk: "Don't move."

Wowen was stunned.

Only then did he realize that there was also someone hiding under his desk.

Damn, why is there a Voldemort hiding down there?

Wo Wen didn't dare to look down, so he could only sit there obediently and watch the man in black roll up several corpses in carpets and carry them out of the room.

There was no trace left on the ground.

It looks very professional at first glance.

At this moment, a text message alert sound suddenly rang.

Wo Wen looked at his phone in astonishment.

"Look."

A voice under the table prompted him, and Wo Wen quickly picked up his phone, only to see that 100 million US dollars had been transferred into his account.

Transferor: Wen Ming.

Wowen was dumbfounded.

What does it mean?
His eyes fell on the documents on the table, and he immediately thought of what he had just read.

No, you could have just robbed it, so why did you give me $100 million?

"Reply to the text message."

The voice under the table sounded again, and Wo Wen saw a message from an unfamiliar number.

Hello, Wolven Hansen. Wen Ming's purchase of your 79% stake in the Wenxi Hotel, totaling US$100 million, has been transferred to your account as agreed. Please reply to confirm receipt.

Wo Wen felt his heart suddenly turn cold. Is this something a 23-year-old boy could do?

Isn't it too watertight?

His hands were shaking as he tried to quickly send a message to his lawyer, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't switch the screen on his phone.

My phone was hacked.

Wo Wen smiled bitterly and said, "If you have this ability, why don't you reply directly using my phone?"
He knew that he was really in trouble this time, so he stopped playing tricks and replied to the text message obediently.

Soon, a message came from the other side.

It's a pleasure to work with you. We look forward to welcoming you back to Flatiron Hotel Building 2.

Wowen wanted to curse.

That’s my Vinci Hotel!
Now it has become Flatiron Hotel Building 2!

I had wanted to turn the Flatiron Hotel into my Vinci Hotel Building 2!
How come this young man is completely different from that old turtle Wen Fugui?
Just then, two figures pushed open the door of his office and walked in. Wo Wen looked unfamiliar, but the other party introduced themselves.

"Hello, I'm Hanson Lee, the lawyer at the Flatiron Hotel.

Nice to meet you. I'm here to witness this acquisition."

“Hello, I’m Siri, the finance manager of the Flatiron Hotel.

Nice to meet you. I'm here to take over the assets of the Wenxi Hotel. Our team will be here soon."

The two men shook hands with Wo Wen one by one. Wo Wen had a stiff smile on his face and dared not move.

This kid, why is he making such a big fuss?

You are robbing in broad daylight.

These two must be the black lawyers and black accountants who often do your dirty work.

You can tell at first glance that he is not a good person!

Just as Hansen and Siri entered the house, Wowen's lawyer and accountant arrived.

The two men didn't know why their boss insisted they come so late at night, but they often handled the dirty work for Wowen, so they didn't ask too many questions.

The main thing is to do whatever the boss tells you to do and never say a word.

Those who talk too much have been fed to the sharks by the boss!

At this moment, the phone in front of Wo Wen suddenly rang. Wo Wen picked it up and saw that it was Wen Ming's phone number. He answered the call quickly, but the audio system was automatically turned on.

"Hello, Werwin Hansen."

"Hello, Wen Ming."

"I'm very pleased that you have voluntarily transferred 79% of the shares of the Vinci Hotel to me for $100 million. I have already deposited $100 million into your personal account and have received confirmation of your receipt."

Wo Wen opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but he knew what the other party was doing and understood that if he didn't do as he was told, his lawyer and accountant would probably be buried with him.

He said dryly, "I'm also very happy to transfer 79% of the shares of Wenxi Hotel to you. I have already received the full transfer payment of US$100 million. Wenxi Hotel will be yours from now on."

"No, there's still 21% of the shares."

Wen Ming's voice was cold, and Wo Wen broke out in a sweat. "I'd be happy to introduce you to the other shareholders."

"Really? Are those shareholders you mentioned your brothers and sisters?"

Wen Ming didn't stop there: "I hope they can also talk to me about the share transfer at four o'clock this morning. Can you do this? Isn't this time a bit early?"

"Of course, of course! There's no problem with this time, no problem at all."

Wo Wen nodded hurriedly, and Wen Ming hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Hansen looked at Wowen's lawyer and accountant. "Let's get started. This is such a wonderful acquisition. I think it will definitely add something to my resume."

Wowen's lawyer and accountant were confused as to why their boss suddenly became so easy to talk to, but they still obediently began the handover work.

Wo Wen sat in the boss chair, not feeling the softness of the chair at all, but anxiously clamped his legs together.

"Hurry up, I need to pee!"

……

Hansen was professional and Seely was excited.

In the shortest possible time, the two completed the handover of the equity transfer contract and equity documents with Wo Wen's lawyer and accountant. As for the audit, handover and processing of Wenxi Hotel's assets, they will officially begin tomorrow during the day.

As for debt, there is no need to worry at all.

Because in the transfer contract, all debts belong to the previous major shareholder, Wo Wen, and have nothing to do with the new shareholder, Wen Ming.

The transfer contract drawn up by Haihou leaves no loopholes.

Even Hansen couldn't find fault with it.

This made him feel very unfulfilled.

After all, we can’t charge a contract fee, and at most we can charge an audit fee.

This young man is just like his third uncle, very stingy and won't allow himself to take advantage of anything.

When they packed up the equity documents and contracts and were about to leave, the phone in front of Wo Wen rang again. Wo Wen saw that it was Wen Ming, so he could only helplessly pick up the phone again: "Hello, Mr. Wen."

"The equity transfer is complete. Please, Mr. Warven Hansen, please discuss the compensation."

Wen Ming's voice carried an unquestionable tone, which made Wo Wen stunned for a moment: "What compensation?"

"What do you say?"

Wen Ming did not respond, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

Hansen and Seeley looked at Warwin.

Warwin's lawyer and accountant were also watching him.

Wowen broke out in a sweat.

He understood that the other party was trying to extort him.

The problem is, he can't say anything because there's a gun pointed at his stomach.

So, you are just robbing me in broad daylight!
You used 100 million US dollars to buy my hotel shares, and you are still not satisfied?

He hesitated for a moment and said, "One million?"

The other party didn't speak.

Wo Wen gritted his teeth and said, "Five million!"

The other party still didn't speak.

Wowen was anxious.

"1000 million is all I have in cash flow. All my money is in the stock market and funds."

Wen Ming's voice came from the phone: "Transfer the money."

Warwin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the other party is not greedy.

I can still make a comeback.

Once I get out of this predicament, I'll show you how I'll deal with you.

He looked at his accountant, who immediately went to the computer and operated it. After a while, the transfer was completed.

Then, a piece of paper was handed out from under the table. Wo Wen took it, took a look at it, and signed it without thinking.

This is a compensation agreement regarding the transfer of 1000 million.

Noise mental damage compensation.

Who came up with this reason?
too disgusting.

As soon as Wo Wen finished signing, he was stunned.

Because the figure of 1000 million US dollars is printed.

In other words, the other party was aiming for 1000 million US dollars.

This guy, he never thought about asking for more.

Wowen broke out in a cold sweat again.

Isn’t this young man too scary?
"I'm very happy to have reached a settlement with Mr. Wowen. Next, let's wait for your brother and your sister to arrive.

By the way, please ask Hansen and all of them to sign a confidentiality agreement, and ask Mr. Wowen and his brothers and sisters to sign an authorization letter.

Mr. Wo Wen and his siblings may need the help of his lawyer and accountant for the following procedures. I want to work at the Wenxi Hotel as soon as possible today."

Wen Ming was like a demon, devouring Wo Wen step by step.

Wowen is now regretting his decision.

He never imagined that the old turtle Wen Fugui would have such a cunning, vicious and evil grandson.

This kid is so difficult to deal with.

He had no choice but to pick up the phone and keep urging his younger brother and sister to come quickly.

As for whether they are dead or alive after they arrive.

What has it got to do with me?
I just want to survive!
……

"Hi, Flora."

"Hi, Wen Ming."

At 4:30 in the morning, Flora pushed open the door of the Flatiron Hotel on time. When she saw Wen Ming sitting in the hotel lobby, she greeted him with surprise: "Why are you up so early today? No, are you still awake?"

"I'm glad you found me. I'm a bit busy today. I'm waiting to sign a contract."

"Contract?" Flora looked at Wen Ming in confusion: "Why do we need to sign a contract so early?"

Wen Ming looked out the window at the Wenxi Building, a happy smile on his face: "You'll be able to see it on the news soon."

Flora shrugged: "Okay, keep it secret, I look forward to the surprise you will give me.

However, you'd better not make breakfast this morning and go to bed early."

She looked at Wen Ming with some worry. Wen Ming seemed to stay up late frequently recently, which was not a good habit.

Although it was Wen Ming's freedom, Flora felt it necessary to remind him.

"Okay, I'll wait here just to tell you that I need to go back and catch up on some sleep."

Wen Ming stood up and walked to Flora: "I will make it up to you on Monday morning."

"Why don't you make it up to me this weekend? I want to go cycling this weekend. Do you want to come with me?"

To Wen Ming's surprise, Flora actually took the initiative to invite him on a date.

The Mana girls who were listening at the side glanced at each other and saw each other's excited expressions.

at last.

Finally going on a date!

What the boss said just now was so brilliant, it was textbook-level. No wonder Flora took the initiative to ask him out on a date.

Come on, boss!
“Tomorrow morning it’s the Summer Street Carnival, and the Flatiron Hotel is a rest stop, so I can’t go out.

Is Sunday morning okay? You’d have to give me a day to buy gear; I don’t even have a bike.”

Wen Ming accepted the other party's invitation without any hesitation, which made Flora's mouth curl up: "Then let's enjoy this weekend together."

Very good!
The Mana girls held each other's hands at the same time.

It seems that the boss is not a completely straight man.

After Flora left, Wen Ming picked up his mobile phone and first sent a message to Belinda, asking her to postpone the sailing club matter to the afternoon, and then looked at the surveillance footage on his mobile phone.

Wo Wen's brothers and sisters are signing the equity transfer documents.

The dark blue sky was now being dyed into a bright golden orange by the sunlight at dawn.

The sky of the entire metropolis is slowly becoming brighter.

By the time the first ray of sunlight in the sky shone through the arched window onto Wen Ming's face, the transfer procedures for all the shares of Wenxi Hotel had been completed.

At this moment, the Metropolitan Times app and website simultaneously pushed a message to users.

In the taxis driving outside the door, many radio stations were also issuing breaking news at the same time.

"The latest news is that Wen Ming, the new owner of the Flatiron Hotel, completed the acquisition of all shares of the Wenxi Hotel five minutes ago. The specific acquisition amount is still confidential.

Wen Ming, the upstart of the metropolis, saw his net worth doubled within less than a month after arriving in the metropolis. This forced many people who originally wanted to laugh at him to re-evaluate this man from the Daqian Kingdom.

Perhaps, he is not just a lucky boy who inherited the inheritance, he is also an extremely capable newcomer.

Let us all look forward to this metropolitan city’s new billionaire creating more wealth legends!”

Flora, who was running on the treadmill, suddenly stopped the treadmill.

And Ivan, who was running next to him, also took off his headphones: "Flora, what did I just hear?
Wen Ming acquired the Wenxi Hotel next door?

That's a building worth $8.8 million!"

Flora was also shocked.

Just now, Wen Ming smiled and told her that he was waiting to sign a contract, but unexpectedly it turned out to be the transfer contract of Wenxi Hotel.

Isn't he too powerful?
What's more, he didn't even show off to me at all just now.

This difference from the humble character of the Eagle people is so charming.

(End of this chapter)