The elevator of the Royal Pavilion Hotel is naturally not a casual entry.

Gao Zhengyang found the service staff at the front desk, and said that he was looking for Miyamoto Shoichi and asked the other party to contact him for confirmation.

The service girl at the front desk is good-looking, wearing a white shirt and overalls skirt, and a badge, looking very capable. But when she heard Gao Zhengyang's request, she was obviously stunned.

Obviously, Gao Zhengyang's age and dress are ordinary middle school students. Such a person, no matter what, has nothing to do with Dongying VIP Miyamoto Masasa.

When Gao Zhengyang said the name of Miyamoto Shoichi, it also seemed very casual. That seemed to be talking about one of his classmates. It was neither formal nor respectful.

Gao Zhengyang could only repeat again: "I'm looking for Miyamoto Shoichi, you notify him, and you say that Gao Zhengyang wants to see him." ”

"Ahh......h

The service girl picked up the phone, but she didn't dare to dial the presidential suite, but called the manager on duty in the lobby.

She lowered her voice and said, "Manager, someone wants to visit Mr. Shoichi Miyamoto." ”

"Who?" the manager asked.

"One, middle school student. The service girl said with some embarrassment.

"What!"

The manager thought he had misheard, but he quickly came to his senses: "Don't worry, I'll come over immediately." ”

The manager hurried over from the office on the first floor, and when he was quite far away, he saw Gao Zhengyang. His face sank.

Isn't this nonsense, a middle school student, no one is accompanied, what qualifications does he have to meet Miyamoto Shoichi.

The manager endured his displeasure, walked over and asked directly, "Sir, are you going to meet Mr. Shoichi Miyamoto?"

"It's not. ”

Gao Zhengyang denied it. The girl at the front desk had a bitter face, and looked at Gao Zhengyang in disbelief, this young man is here to play with her!

Without waiting for the girl at the front desk to speak, Gao Zhengyang said again: "Correct, Miyamoto Shoichi, this little devil, is not qualified to let me meet." I just came to have a few words with him. ”

The lobby manager is very unhappy, what is wrong with this teenager, this is a five-star hotel, not his home. He was presumptuous.

He said with a straight face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Miyamoto Shoichi has explained, but I don't see any outsiders." Please go back. ”

Gao Zhengyang said: "Miyamoto Zhengyi's matter, don't do it indiscriminately." Call and ask, and the rest will be none of your business. ”

The lobby manager seriously refused: "Sorry, we can't harass the VIP for you." ”

"You're a little annoying. ”

Gao Zhengyang was a little impatient: "Although it is a work responsibility, your posture of protecting my father makes me very unhappy." ”

The lobby manager was also angry, he was serving Miyamoto Shoichi as his father in his heart, but he couldn't hang up when he was told to his face.

In the past 100 years, the Federation and Dongying have not gotten along very well. As a member of the Federation, I will feel a little embarrassed to kneel and lick Dongying.

The lobby manager's gloomy face warned, "You'd better leave on your own." Otherwise, I'm going to call the security guard and ask you out. ”

Gao Zhengyang looked into the eyes of the lobby manager and said leisurely: "If you do that, you will definitely regret it." ”

The lobby manager was originally very angry, but when he was swept away by Gao Zhengyang's black and bright eyes, he somehow felt empty in his heart, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Almost without thinking, he said to the girl at the front desk, "Call Mr. Miyamoto and ask." ”

The girl at the front desk was very surprised, the lobby manager was such a big person, and she was frightened by the child's words. It's a little ridiculous. But it could also be that he recognized the true identity of the teenager?

No matter what the girl thinks in her heart, she will not disobey the order of the lobby manager.

The phone was quickly connected, and a Japanese greeting came from the other side.

My sister doesn't speak Japanese, so she told her all about it in English.

Hearing Gao Zhengyang's name, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then the man asked in standard Chinese: "Excuse me, is the visitor a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?"

"Yes, he claims to be Gao Zhengyang and wants to see Mr. Miyamoto. ”

The girl at the front desk was even more surprised, it seemed that the other party really knew Gao Zhengyang. And the attitude is obviously a little more solemn.

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then the man said, "Please Mr. Gao Zhengyang come up." ”

The girl is relieved, this matter can be regarded as a good communication. The lobby manager was also surprised to see the girl's expression. But he still showed an inquiring expression suspiciously.

"Mr. Miyamoto asked Mr. Gao to go up. The girl hurriedly replied.

The lobby manager's face was ugly, he thought about it for a while and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I was too polite just now." ”

Gao Zhengyang waved his finger and motioned to the lobby manager to step aside, he was not interested in talking.

The lobby manager was very knowledgeable, nodded and bowed, and stretched out his hand to ask Gao Zhengyang to go to the elevator.

The girl at the front desk also put down her work and ran quickly to the front to open the elevator.

The elevator opened, and Xu Yan and Zheng Zi walked out.

Xu Yan stood in front of Gao Zhengyang and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Gao Zhengyang asked rhetorically, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

Xu Yan said: "Gao Zhengyang, this is a society under the rule of law, don't be brutal." ”

"I just wanted to meet Shoichi Miyamoto, what's wrong. ”

Gao Zhengyang bypassed Xu Yan and threw down a sentence before entering the elevator: "Officer, you think too much." ”

Xu Yan wanted to stop Gao Zhengyang, but Gao Zhengyang didn't listen, and she couldn't stop it.

She turned around and saw the elevator door slowly closing, and suddenly her heart moved, and she reached out to block the elevator door.

Sensing an obstruction, the closed elevator door opens again.

Xu Yan stepped into the elevator and said to Gao Zhengyang: "I often go to see it, you have no opinion." ”

Zheng Zi also followed into the elevator. She didn't speak, just had disapproval on her face. But apparently her ideas were ignored.

Gao Zhengyang said indifferently: "It's up to you." ”

The girl at the front desk was very puzzled, looked at three people, and didn't get any clear opposition signal, so she swiped the card and turned on the elevator to go up.

Reaching the elevator on the top floor, the door slowly opened.

On both sides of the elevator door, there were already two rows of men in black suits. A group of people have a cold expression, like gangster killers in the movie. Qi Guofeng, who was wearing a white suit, stood in the middle, quite eye-catching.

was looked at by a group of big men with unkind eyes, and the legs of the girls at the front desk were weak.

Although Xu Yan and Zheng Zi were not afraid, their body postures were obviously tense.

Only Gao Zhengyang was unaffected, although the other party's eyes fell on him.

Qi Guofeng has seen Gao Zhengyang many times in photos, but he saw him for the first time.

Indeed, I have a special temperament that cannot be reflected in photos. Qi Guofeng has seen all kinds of people in his life, but he has never seen someone like Gao Zhengyang.

He couldn't tell how he felt about Gao Zhengyang. I just feel that the other party's eyes are sharp and flamboyant, and there is a kind of wanton domineering that ignores everything.

In fact, Gao Zhengyang didn't pay attention to him, and his eyes swept away. This kind of ignorance made Qi Guofeng feel very humiliated.

Qi Guofeng said: "You are Gao Zhengyang?"

Gao Zhengyang ignored Qi Guofeng's questioning, and said disdainfully: "I'm here to see your master, don't grab the lines." Lead the way. ”

Qi Guofeng's face showed anger, but he hesitated, and he didn't dare to attack after all. Gao Zhengyang is right, Miyamoto Shoichi is still waiting inside, and it is not appropriate for him to do anything here.

There were also two policewomen watching, but they couldn't do it if they wanted to.

Qi Guofeng stretched out his hand to stop Gao Zhengyang: "Mr. Miyamoto only said that he wanted to see you, but he can agree with the two of them." ”

"They're not with me. ”

Gao Zhengyang pushed Qi Guofeng's arm away and strode inside.

Qi Guofeng was even more angry, and he couldn't wait to shoot Gao Zhengyang. After all, he didn't dare to attack, so he could only stop Xu Yan and Zheng Zi: "I'm sorry, Mr. Miyamoto doesn't want to see the police." ”

Xu Yan and Zheng Zi didn't have any permission, so of course they couldn't break in. Xu Yan didn't want to give up, and said to Qi Guofeng: "You might as well be steady Miyamoto, maybe he also wants to see me." ”

Qi Guofeng thought about it for a while, and still asked for instructions through wireless calls. To his surprise, Miyamoto was willing to see Xu Yan.

In this way, Xu Yan followed Gao Zhengyang through the long corridor and came to the presidential suite.

Two women wearing traditional Dongying kimonos opened the door from the inside, and after they went through the security check, they led Gao Zhengyang and Xu Yan into the inner hall.

On the luxurious sofa in Western European style, Miyamoto Shoichi sits upright. He is dressed in a traditional samurai attire with a katana on a knife stand on a coffee table.

That solemn look seemed to be waiting for someone to duel.

As soon as Xu Yan came in, she instinctively wanted to touch the gun, but remembered that she didn't have a gun when she came. If she had a gun, she wouldn't have been able to get in.

Miyamoto Shoichi didn't look at the two people, he stroked the scabbard and said, "This knife is called Onimaru, and it is a famous knife that kills all the ghosts and gods in my country's legends." Of course, this one is an imitation. ”

Miyamoto picked up the knife as soon as he spoke, and then, a cold knife light came into Xu Yan's eyes.

When Xu Yan looked again, the katana had been re-sheathed. The sword light just now was like an illusion.

But the heavy solid wood coffee table placed in front of Miyamoto Shoichi broke from it with a bang.

Xu Yan couldn't help but scream.

Miyamoto Shoichi said slowly: "Gao Jun, how about my knife?"

(End of chapter)