The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

The rain came fast and went fast. It stopped half an hour after returning to the hotel, and the clouds in the sky disappeared very quickly.

The night sky on the mountain plateau is very beautiful, so bright that there is no trace of light pollution, just like looking at the starry sky on a boat in the South Pacific, but the star map is different from the northern hemisphere.

As the tour guide reminded, after nightfall, the temperature in Machu Picchu is like a few hours into the winter, plus the wind is strong, if you don't wear more outdoors, it can be frozen.

Living in the same suite with a young woman who knows the basics and can be regarded as a beautiful woman, Zhang Nan has nothing wrong with it. At most, she can't hang around in the living room shirtless.

In fact, it’s not okay to wander around. The house is not cold enough to turn on the heating. It’s a bit cold.

The dinner is specially arranged by the hotel. The advance notice is a dinner with local characteristics of Peru: the hotel has first-class service. For a small number of guests who will stay here for more than one night, the first night will be arranged like this.

In this regard, Zhang Nan and the guys who came together are easy to handle: Although this trip is to the plateau and mountains, a set of suits is one of the standard equipment for bodyguards.

Tia was a little bit embarrassed, because she was preparing for a backpacker before, and she didn't have the right clothes at all.

Fortunately, on the previous "backpacker" train, she bought a very light alpaca Indian style robe from a conductor in national costume who sold souvenirs in disguise, which was considered suitable for occasions.

...

The lobby of the hotel is very small, the restaurant is very large, and the long tables can hold all the guests.

Zhang Nan was hungry and arrived earlier.

There were also seats at both ends and brains. Seeing that brother-in-law Xiang Weirong and Guan Xingquan had "occupied" those two positions, it was natural to sit down on the left hand side of brother-in-law.

It’s my habit to never sit in the "parent seat".

Both Xiang Weirong and Guan Xingquan have straight suits. The hotel provides ironing service. When checking in, the waiter will take away the formal clothes and shirts needed for dinner.

The same goes for Zhang Nan. The waiter who came to pick up the clothes in the afternoon even called the hotel manager on duty, and he must make a receipt for the guests.

Zhang Nan sat down, "Brother-in-law, is there a cigarette?"

"Smoot less."

Xiang Weirong directly took out the unpacked "Phoenix" from his pocket and threw the whole package to Zhang Nan.

"I'm not rich either. My family said that Phoenix would stop production, so I won't have to smoke anymore."

"what!"

Zhang Nan was a little surprised, and then he thought of it as if it had been discontinued in the past two years. I really don't know why.

Many old smokers remembered it for more than 20 years. After more than 20 years, "Phoenix" suddenly appeared again. Although it was a bit mellow, it always felt a little bit worse.

Lit the cigarette in his hand, Zhang Nan took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke, "It's a pity to take one bite and miss one bite."

"When the inventory is exhausted, I plan to quit smoking. I think you will quit as soon as possible. It is really no good."

Zhang Nan smiled when he heard the brother-in-law's words, but did not answer.

Since my brother-in-law, he quit smoking three times in his previous life and waited until he was more than 50 years old to quit smoking successfully.

As for Zhang Nan, he didn't quit before rebirth. He was an old smoker.

Without taking care of this, everyone is almost there.

Seeing Tia in an Indian national costume came in, she seemed a little embarrassed to come a little late, and she didn't know where she should sit.

Zhang Nan beckoned, indicating that the position beside her was reserved for her.

Paul, who was sitting opposite, waited until the lady was seated, and motioned to the waiter standing beside him: serving food.

Barbecue, or barbecue!

Beef, mutton, horsemeat...

Potatoes, white potatoes, purple potatoes, red potatoes...

Corn, corn on the cob, corn cakes, corn cakes...

Breathtaking!

The bodyguards chatted, and Zhang Nan did the same. This made Tia who was eating carefully a bit strange: the dinner table is too harmonious. Is this the relationship between the top rich and the bodyguards?

It feels a little weird!

Tia Leone is a small actor, but she has seen some big scenes and has received some social training: for example, she has never seen any rich bodyguards wearing purely handmade suits with the tailoring skills of Saville Street. , In addition, all bodyguards carry one or two types of watches.

It seems that there are still a few people missing. Tia doesn't know which bodyguards are on duty. Zhang Nan's security team is always on duty in any place.

Some people drink, some don't drink anything.

The bodyguards left their wives wide open when they ate, and Tia saw the guns they were carrying.

Mr. Allen next to him probably felt a little hot, took off his jacket, and wore a dark gray shirt inside, and then...

Tia knows what the rich are: Zhang Nan's shirt cufflinks and buttons are all made of diamonds of sufficient size!

Although it is wrapped with metal edges, they are all "pigeon eggs". I don't know how many women will go crazy about this shirt!

Zhang Nan complained about the crudeness of Peruvian "food", and noticed the cautiousness of the girls around him, so he smiled and said: "Be more casual, my family eats like this, lively, don't be careful about everything."

Tia smiled and nodded.

Zhang Nan didn't know what to say to her. He had too many secrets. This is not a big restaurant in a New York manor. You can talk freely there.

At this time, Alyosha’s cell phone rang on the opposite side ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The big guy took out a look, then glanced at the opposite Tia, and handed the phone directly to Zhang Nan from the dining table.

"Boss, it's Mrs. Adjani."

Chinese, a few more languages ​​is actually good.

He can speak Chinese, but Zhang Nan who answers the phone can't do it.

The meal hasn't been finished yet, but I didn't plan to avoid anything. It was just a secret that was open but avoided by the top Hollywood executives.

"Honey, where are you

...I'm in Machu Picchu, and I will return to New York the day after tomorrow...Okay, baby must be obedient, come on, call Dad..."

What's it called? Classmate Zhang Xingchen can't speak at all.

"... Come back later later, the Commander-level Knight Medal you mentioned is okay...

It's okay. 1,250 caps are more valuable than the knight-level medal that can issue more than 100,000 people in front of you. It's better to give a Caesar lifetime achievement award.

...The movie is pushed, and the guys want to take advantage of the Oscar enthusiasm. If you want to make a movie, you can choose it yourself, and our family will do it by yourself..."

After a lot of it, everyone else is used to it, knowing that Zhang Nan is suitable for Adjani when she is talking about parents.

Living at home, every household is like this, if you respect each other like guests...

That's making a movie, nonsense!

Hung up the phone and tossed it back to Alyosha.

Seeing Tia shrinking her head to deal with a big potato, she was using a knife and fork to divide the salted guy into five horses, and she didn't care about it.

It seems that Zhang Nan is looking at her, looking up, smiling awkwardly.

She knew who it was: Mr. Allen's child, his mother, Isabel Adjani.

"I heard nothing, I eat potatoes."

Zhang Nan laughed haha.

There are three waiters in the restaurant. They understand English, but don't know what they mean: they know it and don't talk nonsense, because this is the most expensive hotel in the world. "