Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 95: Little Goku and Bulma are here (Requesting first order, requesting monthly ticket)
"Thank you!"

Wen Ming was also a little surprised. He took the gift box and opened it, only to see a sports bracelet inside.

"Boss, this can monitor your health data and exercise data. I think you need it."

Belinda looked at Wen Ming with anticipation. When she saw Wen Ming put the sports bracelet directly on his wrist, a happy expression appeared on her face.

"Yes, I have indeed started exercising recently. Thank you very much."

Wen Ming felt the weight of the sports bracelet and was quite satisfied.

Wang Xi sat aside, not knowing what to say.

I feel like a superfluous character.

Fortunately, Wen Ming also noticed her discomfort. He smiled and said, "When you two leave after get off work, don't forget to go to the restaurant to take away the cake."

"thank you boss."

The two responded at the same time.

After the two of them left, Wen Ming connected the fitness tracker to the Wi-Fi and typed on the computer: "Hai Hou, check this fitness tracker to see if there are any backdoors or monitoring programs."

"Okay, boss."

Hai Hou quickly appeared on the computer screen. A few seconds later, a line of words appeared on the computer screen: "Boss, it's not in the bracelet system, but I'm not sure if there is an independent monitoring device that is not connected to the network and the bracelet. I can't detect it for the time being.

However, I can speculate whether such an independent monitoring device exists by monitoring the changes in the power of the sports bracelet over a long period of time and comparing it with the official data of the same product.

Boss, you can also compare whether such equipment exists by testing the weight."

Wen Ming nodded, then took off the bracelet and put it in the box.

He had a good impression of Belinda, but he chose not to continue wearing it.

After experiencing the fat man, the corporate spy, and the gunman incident at the Wenxi Hotel, he had very low trust in everyone around him, and he had been quietly increasing his level of vigilance.

He was even wary of his fellow villager Wang Xi.

If it was a coincidence that he met three high school classmates in the mall that day and acted out classic scenes from novels and short plays in a foreign country, then Wang Xi coming to his office the next day was a coincidence among coincidences.

Are there so many coincidences in the world?

Wen Ming was not sure, but he knew that it was definitely not wrong to be cautious.

Now, these two people have only one role in front of him.

oxen and horses.

Beautiful cows and horses.

Capable oxen and horses.

……

Wen Ming ordered a similar bracelet online, locked the birthday gift from Belinda in a safe, and then went to the gym to run 5 kilometers.

Although he could feel that his physical fitness was constantly improving, Wen Ming had never had time to test the exact extent of the improvement.

Since the hotel got back on track, the gym has been full of people.

Wen Ming turned on the timer on his phone and started measuring his speed on the treadmill.

Because there were so many people around, Wen Ming did not use too high a training intensity, but just maintained normal athletic performance.

End of 5 km.

The tight waist and abdomen under the Wenming quick-drying clothes didn't even show much sweat.

19 minutes 31 seconds.

Looking at the numbers on the LCD screen of his mobile phone, Wen Ming smiled happily.

Seven days ago, this pace would have made me gasp for air after running a kilometer, but now it just makes my chest feel a little hot.

This pace is not his limit.

If he runs at full speed, he can easily reach 18 minutes.

With a tap of his finger on his phone to check, Wen Ming was surprised to find that this time was already considered a top-tier time among amateur runners, and being able to run under 17 minutes and 06 seconds was the threshold for a third-level athlete.

He stroked the hot frame of his phone, feeling the power surging through his body, and was sure that breaking that number would be as easy as tearing off plastic wrap.

Wen Ming was very satisfied with the improvement to such a level in just one week.

He could feel that his body was getting stronger.

The most intuitive feeling is that the time I spend applauding for love is getting longer and longer.

"Clap clap clap..."

10 minute later.

The crisp metallic sound of barbell plates colliding could be heard continuously in the strength area.

"85 kilograms."

Perkins' voice rang out: "Boss, your strength has reached the intermediate level of an ordinary bodybuilder. Although it is only the starting point for professional athletes, it is already very impressive."

"Thank you."

Wen Ming looked at his back muscles reflected in the mirror, which stretched out into smooth curves under the quick-drying clothes. This transformed body was brewing even more amazing evolution.

In a trance, he seemed to see himself bending over just carrying two buckets of water a week ago.

Reality and fantasy are intertwined.

Wen Ming didn't know what this transformation would eventually bring to him, but anyone would like to see their body improve.

Suddenly, a piercing sensation of being watched came over the back of my neck.

He was a little surprised.

When did I become so sharp?

Is this also part of the transformation?

However, he did not turn around to see whose eyes were glued to his slightly sweaty back. Instead, he unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and drank half of it, letting the water flow along his protruding Adam's apple into his collar, then turned and walked into the bathing area.

No matter who is looking at him, Wen Ming is not going to expose too much in public.

Under the shower, the water washed over my hot skin.

Wen Ming closed his eyes and listened to the steady heartbeat in his chest, an uncontrollable smile rising at the corner of his mouth.

The slight soreness and itching in his joints when he just exerted his strength reminded him that there was still a more violent energy dormant in this body.

I don't know if this plug-in has any limits.

Wen Ming had a guess that as more and more travelers were sent through the space cracks, he would definitely become stronger and stronger.

He still doesn't know the specific way to become stronger.

But at this stage, it seems that there are only benefits to welcoming these time travelers.

……

After taking a shower, Wen Ming came to the restaurant accompanied by Perkins.

At six o'clock, the restaurant was already bustling with activity. The front desk was welcoming various guests and tourists who came to dine, and waiters were shuttling between the kitchen and the front hall from time to time.

The whole restaurant was bustling with activity.

When they saw Wen Ming, the waiters and receptionists would come up to him and say, "Happy birthday, boss! Thank you for the cake!"

Wen Ming greeted everyone with a smile, took a look around the kitchen, and chatted with many chefs.

I have a banquet tonight and need everyone to prepare some extra food, so Wen Ming feels that he needs to thank everyone.

After saying hello, Wen Ming changed into his chef's uniform, put on his hat, and started preparing his own birthday meal.

"Perkins, go get some rest. I'll probably need two hours. Our party starts at eight o'clock."

"Okay, boss, call me if you need anything."

Perkins followed Wen Ming for a whole day. Although nothing happened, it was not relaxing. She needed to go back and have a sleep to relieve the tense mental stress.

After Perkins left, Wen Ming first took out the pork front leg meat, washed it, and then began to chop the stuffing.

Since I was a child, my mother would make dumplings for me on my birthday.

Now that his parents are gone, Wen Ming used to buy dumplings to eat, but today he plans to make dumplings for himself.

Just as he was putting the dumpling filling in the dish, a childish voice suddenly sounded beside his legs.

"What is this? Can it be eaten?"

Wen Ming was startled. He looked down and saw a little kid with an afro scratching at the workbench, watching himself make stuffing.

The little guy was wearing a blue martial arts uniform, a pair of black training shoes, a white belt, and carrying a stick behind him.

Two big eyes, as pure as a baby's.

Behind him, a long tail was swaying continuously.

"You are, little Goku?"

With such a signature afro and such a signature outfit, Wen Ming guessed who the other person was without even having to think about it.

"Hey, you know me?"

Little Wukong stared at the dumpling filling in front of Wen Ming, and a slightly surprised voice sounded.

Just as Wen Ming was about to say something, a sweet and innocent girl's voice rang out, "Little Wukong, why are you running around again? This is a big hotel, how could you run into the kitchen? Didn't you just eat a big fish?"

Wen Ming looked up and immediately saw a blue-haired girl in a pink dress walking in.

When she saw Wen Ming, she looked embarrassed and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry that this child has caused you trouble."

"Are you Bulma?"

Wen Ming was completely certain that this beautiful and lovely girl and the man with the afro in front of him were the adventurous duo from "Dragon Ball".

He was a little surprised.

Before Ada Wong's existence, he vaguely realized that this space crack might connect more than just the movie universe.

Now the comic duo has arrived, which makes him even more suspicious whether the universe connected by the space rift is the Ten Thousand Worlds.

"Hey, you know me?"

Bulma, who was bowing, pointed to her face, looking a little surprised.

what's the situation?
But, this man is so handsome.

And it’s so high.

1.80 meters? Or 1.90 meters?

Why does the chef's uniform look glowing when worn on him?

Is this the temptation of uniform men?

I feel like I don't need to look for Dragon Ball anymore.

……

Wen Ming nodded and said, "Did you just come out of Baozi Mountain and prepare to look for the Dragon Balls?"

"Hey, how do you know this?"

Bulma was even more surprised.

How does this man know everything about me?
Could this be a match made in heaven?
As for little Wukong, well, his eyes were still on the dumpling filling.

Wen Ming raised his hand and took a plate of cooked beef from the cooking table beside him and placed it in front of Xiao Wukong: "Eat it."

"Then I won't be polite."

Little Goku was so excited that he opened his mouth to eat. Bulma quickly grabbed Little Goku's clothes and said, "You have to say thank you."

"thanks, thanks."

Little Goku was waving his arms in the air and drooling.

"You're welcome!"

Wen Ming smiled and looked at Bulma: "Bulma, are you hungry?"

"Me? I, I'm a little hungry too."

Bulma felt a little embarrassed.

This man is so gentle.

He actually noticed that I was hungry?
You care about people so much, I'm falling for you.

"I'll ask the chef to get you some food first, so you can eat a little.

My name is Wen Ming, and I'm the owner of this hotel. I have a birthday party tonight. Can I invite you to attend? "

Wen Ming looked at the duo and felt as if he saw his own youthful years.

The most innocent little Goku, the lively Bulma, and an adventure full of fun.

I've read that comic book countless times, and I never tire of it. Even now, the curled-up comic book is still at home.

This is the heirloom that Wen Ming plans to pass on to his future children.

I want my son to be able to read such wonderful comics.

Well, the only thing I'm not used to is that the duo actually speaks Eagle language.

Amazing.

As expected, even Majin Buu and King Kai have to speak Eagle language when they come.

"What's a birthday party? Is there food?"

Little Wukong had already poured the entire plate of beef into his mouth. He puffed out his lips, clenched his fists, and looked at Wen Ming with bright eyes.

Wen Ming thought of the other party's bottomless stomach and felt that tonight's food might not be enough: "Of course, there are many delicious foods."

"I want to join! Bulma, shall we join together?"

Little Goku's saliva flowed out again. He turned his head to look at Bulma. Bulma was delighted. This little guy finally did a good thing. She bowed deeply and said, "Sorry to bother you."

"It's my pleasure."

Wen Ming felt that the surprise of having Bulma and Goku attend his birthday dinner was no less than when Sarah took out the T800 chip and handed it to him.

No, it’s even happier than that!

Is T800 very powerful?
Little Goku punched him and sent him flying.

Is Skynet awesome?
It's not good enough in front of Bulma and her father!

Wen Ming's eyes fell on the small waist bag on Bulma's waist, where there was a very important black technology in the world of "Dragon Ball": the universal capsule.

The tiny capsules can hold motorcycles, cars, airplanes, fully furnished houses, etc.

The maglev cars and maglev motorcycles in the world of "Dragon Ball" are no match for the universal capsule.

Only the Pym particles in "Ant-Man" can be compared to it.

It seems that "Ant-Man" comes first and "Dragon Ball" comes later.

I don’t know if the two companies have ever fought over copyright.

"I'll take you to a private room to eat something."

Wen Ming washed his hands and took the two of them across the lobby to a private room. He asked them to sit down and wait, and then ordered the kitchen to serve them food.

Bulma's bird stomach is easy to deal with, but Goku has to give him something high-energy.

Well, let the purchasing department get a few dozen big pork elbows?

Or should I just serve a whole roasted lamb?
One isn't enough, right? And it might take a long time.

Wen Ming carefully considered how to build a good relationship with this man who could destroy a planet with a single finger in the future, and this genius girl who could invent a time machine and had a father who could invent a universal capsule.

By the way, how old is Bulma this year?

……

"Goku, we can't be rude later."

After Bulma ate some of the main courses, her hunger was slightly relieved. She looked at Goku, who was wolfing down various pastries and meats, and reminded him, "Today is the birthday of this handsome hotel owner. We must prepare a birthday gift."

"birthday present?"

Little Goku, who was eating heartily, took the time to look at Bulma and said, "What's the birthday present? Is it delicious?"

"I'm so stupid, why would I talk to you about this?"

Bulma slapped her forehead, completely speechless about this little guy with such extraordinary strength.

It's just like taking care of a little kid, he doesn't understand anything at all.

Wen Ming is such a handsome man, and he invited me to his birthday dinner. Is he interested in me?

What should I do?
If he invites me to his suite to chat tonight, should I say yes or no?

Oh, do I look bad in this outfit?
Do you want to get an evening dress?

But, I don’t seem to have an evening dress.

This is so rude, what should I do?
Are there any shops here? I need to go shopping.

Just as Bulma was daydreaming, there was a knock on the door and a beautiful woman walked in: "Hello, you are Bulma and Goku, right?
I'm Sarah, Sarah Connor, nice to meet you."

"Hey, does anyone know me again?"

Little Goku looked at Sarah in a silly way, and Bulma was also a little confused.

what's the situation?
Am I, a beautiful girl, famous here?
……

With Sarah's company, the two quickly realized that this world was not theirs, which surprised both of them.

But what surprised Little Wukong was, "Is this a paradise where I can eat as much as I want?"

Bulma couldn't help but facepalm.

She felt so ashamed.

But she was very smart and understood the meaning of the space rift: "In other words, we have arrived in another universe."

"That's roughly what I mean. We even made a PPT to explain this, but Wen Ming just said that we won't let you see it for now. Let you eat and have fun tonight, and we'll show it to you tomorrow morning."

Sarah looked at the two children and felt that the space crack was amazing.

It actually came out of a comic book.

Will any characters from the novel appear in the future?

"Then excuse me."

Bulma bowed again. As the daughter of the richest man in the Dragon Ball world, she had received a very good etiquette education.

"Little Wukong, are you full? Do you want some more? Wen Ming said you have a big appetite."

"Ah, is that okay?"

Little Goku looked at Sarah with great surprise. He felt that Sarah was the best person in the world.

Even better than Bulma.

"You should say thank you, and thank Wen Ming, the hotel owner, because he is the one who gave you the food."

Bulma looked at Goku with disappointment.

Little Wukong was stunned for a moment, then he pounded his little fist and said, "Yes, Wen Ming is the best person in the world."

Sarah laughed immediately: "Yes, all of us who came from other universes think so."

……

In the kitchen, Wen Ming instructed the purchasing staff to quickly get some pork elbows, pork legs, beef legs, lamb legs, etc. He would brush these meats with honey and roast them in the oven.

Others may find this kind of food greasy, or just eat it for fun, but to little Wukong, it is the most delicious food in the world.

Well, he also needs to get some filling noodles like steamed buns, sesame cakes, buns, and dumplings, so that he and Bulma can fill their stomachs on the way to find the Dragon Balls.

Wen Ming was a little unsure whether he should let these two people watch the plot.

After showing it to them, it is very likely that the subsequent classic scene that makes anime all over the world pale in comparison will not be triggered.

After all, Krillin's death was the key to allowing Son Goku to transform into a Super Saiyan.

If Krillin had not died, the will of the Dragon Ball world might have used the death of others to stimulate Son Goku, such as Bulma and Son Gohan.

Although there is a bug in the Dragon Ball world that can resurrect Krillin or others, he does not want this kind of pain to happen to those around him after he himself experienced the death of his parents.

Presumably, given Sun Wukong's personality, he would prefer to break through and become a Super Saiyan through his own training, rather than being stimulated to become a Super Saiyan by the death of his best friend.

Sun Wukong is a proud martial artist.

Even when he was fighting Cell, he would give the other party Senzu Beans to restore his strength and energy. In the eyes of the young boy Wen Ming at the time, this behavior was purely childish.

But we have to admit that this childish behavior has had more or less influence on Wen Ming.

Well, at this moment, Wen Ming admitted that he was also a little bit of a middle school student.

Wouldn’t it be nice for little Goku to be happier as he grows up?

Having delicious food and becoming stronger every day may be his biggest wish.

However, Wen Ming was not prepared to impose his will on Goku and Bulma.

This should be their own choice.

He will no longer directly push the movie to time travelers like Sarah Connor as he did before.

I didn’t understand it at that time, and I was just testing it.

Now that I think about it, it was a bit selfish.

What if Sarah had a mental breakdown at that time?
This is also the reason why Wen Ming asked the Queen to consult the other party's wishes when playing PPT to new time travelers in the future.

Another thing is that Goku is easy to fool, but Bulma is not.

Don't be fooled by the girl's crazy look. She is actually a genius girl who can invent the Dragon Ball radar and will be a super genius who will invent the time machine in the future.

If she stayed in the hotel a little longer, she would probably be able to guess something.

While Wen Ming was thinking, he was wrapping dumplings quickly with his hands.

Originally, I only made enough for a few people, but now that Little Wukong is here, the original dumpling filling and dumpling skins are not enough.

Even ten times more wouldn't be enough.

So he asked the handyman to start helping him chop the dumpling filling.

While I was busy, a figure suddenly appeared at the kitchen door.

"Wen Ming, I'm back!"

Wen Ming turned around and greeted her with surprise: "Malena, you are finally back!"

With tears on her face, Marlena ignored the busy chefs and handymen in the kitchen and threw herself directly into Wen Ming's arms: "Thank you, thank you so much."

Wen Ming's hands were covered in flour. He could only raise his hands and let Malena cry in his arms.

The chefs didn't see Malena's face, but they all pricked up their ears.

The person cutting the vegetables didn't dare to cut violently, but moved the knife gently.

The chef didn't dare to stir-fry the food vigorously, but used a spatula to gently turn the ingredients over.

The handyman didn't dare to use force when chopping the meat, and cut it into small pieces bit by bit.

When Wen Ming saw this, he knew he couldn't stay any longer. He whispered in Marlena's ear, "Let's go to the private room first. Sarah is entertaining two time travelers there. Let's go there and talk."

"No, I'll just cry for a while. I'll go back to my room first."

When Malena heard that there was someone else around, her crying gradually stopped.

She raised her head, and Wen Ming looked at this Sicilian flower carefully. Unlike two days ago, Malena's face was much more resolute. She must have experienced a lot in the past two days.

Hey, that's not right.

How come you came back after only two days?
But now wasn't the time to ask these questions. Wen Ming held up his flour-covered hands and hugged Malena. "Now that we're back, don't be afraid anymore. Go get some sleep first. This is the safest place."

"Well, I'm going to take a shower first."

Malena wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She felt a little embarrassed, so she lowered her head and pulled the suitcase out.

Seeing Malena leave, the chefs in the kitchen whistled.

"Boss, is this your new girlfriend? You're changing girlfriends too quickly, aren't you?"

"Boss, you Daqian people are awesome! I always thought you were inferior to us Eagle people!"

"Boss, teach me, how can I be like you, who is not romantic, yet still be able to capture the favor of so many women?"

……

Hearing everyone's teasing, Wen Ming scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, she is an employee of our hotel, my assistant, she just had a little problem at home."

When the chefs who were joking heard that Malena was a colleague, they all quieted down.

Some jokes are okay, some are not.

Everyone understands this.

However, the boss's new employee seems to be very beautiful.

I didn't see it clearly just now.

The boss really knows how to enjoy himself.

If I could own a five-star hotel, I would definitely do the same as him and get all the beauties of different skin colors and hair colors to work as secretaries.

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