Who would marry into the family after being reborn?

At night in Shanghai in 1986, neon lights were not yet popular.

Only scattered street highlights dotted the barren night.

In comparison, Wu Palace Hotel stands out too much.

With its brightly lit and resplendent appearance, even those with little money have to walk around.

But in the eyes of Wu Wei, who has lived for two generations, this is all childish.

In his previous life, he and Qin Xiuru frequently checked in at various luxurious five-star hotels, leaving traces behind.

Not long after, the Rada taxi arrived at the entrance of Wu Palace Hotel.

Before Wu Wei could push the door and get out of the car, someone opened the car door from the outside.

The doorman who opened the car door was dumbfounded when he saw Wu Wei's appearance.

According to hotel regulations, disheveled guests are not allowed to enter.

This made the doorman, who was fully expecting to receive a tip, a little embarrassed.

Because this was the first time he saw such guests.

While he was still hesitating, he saw Wu Wei taking the three yuan change he got from the driver and handing it directly into the doorman's hand.

Then in front of the other party, he took off his patched military coat with great fanfare.

Roll it up into a ball, put it under your arm and say, "Can I go in now?"

The doorman came to his senses and quickly stepped aside: "Yes, sir, please come in."

Gone is the shabby military coat.

Wu Wei was wearing a standard shirt and trousers, and a pair of shiny leather shoes.

His hair was neatly combed and his beard was clean shaven.

Nothing wrong with it at all.

It does not violate the hotel's rules at all.

The doorman had no reason to stop him, not to mention that he had just received a three-dollar tip.

Although it is a little less, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.

Just looking at Wu Wei's thin back as he strode like stars, the doorman couldn't help but tremble.

Isn't he cold?

But Wu Wei really didn't feel cold, especially after walking into the hall.

Before Hilton landed in Jing'an, Shanghai in 1988, Shanghai's hotel industry didn't quite understand how to interpret five-star standards, so they had to exaggerate grandeur and bright lights.

Magnificent decoration style, as well as various brightly lit crystal chandeliers.

By the way, turn on the air conditioning and heating at full speed, just like the electricity bill is free.

Otherwise, the two rows of cheongsam ladies greeting guests in the lobby would not be so thinly dressed to make people angry.

However, Wu Wei's eyes did not linger on the cheongsam lady for too long.

He quickly noticed the Beijing time in the lobby, which was just after six-thirty.

According to Tian Fusheng, Huang Qiya's salon starts at seven o'clock.

It seems that I didn't arrive too late.

After confirming this, Wu Wei immediately chose a seat in the lounge area of ​​the lobby and sat down.

So that you can notice every arriving car through the glass curtain wall.

It can also provide a panoramic view of every guest entering the hotel lobby.

Mainly a double insurance.

It was just a Saturday night and the hotel was particularly lively.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Wu Wei knew clearly that among these people there were certain big bosses from all walks of life who would be known for generations to come.

But unfortunately, the images of the big guys in their minds after they became famous did not match up with the many faces in front of them.

I can only be a layman and watch the excitement.

Until a blue Lada 2105 appeared outside the door.

Compared with the red Lada taxis that are all over the streets, the blue Lada taxis are too eye-catching.

However, compared to the eye-catching appearance of the car, the woman who got out of the car was even better.

Wearing a pair of long boots and a beige woolen coat, she showed off her tall, slender figure.

A head of stylish wavy hair, paired with simple and elegant silky wet wipes.

It can be said to be the perfect combination of classic and fashionable.

Coupled with the elegant atmosphere emanating from every gesture, it instantly attracted the attention of most people in the hotel lobby.

However, Huang Qiya seems to have long been accustomed to all this.

I tipped the doorman unhurriedly and then walked into the hall.

For a moment, the young and beautiful cheongsam ladies, who were divided into two rows, were suddenly eclipsed.

The guests who stopped in the hall involuntarily moved out of the way.

This actually made things easier for Wu Wei, who had been waiting for a long time.

Wu Wei stood up and followed him forward, taking three steps at a time.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the elevator entrance.

There are many customers waiting for the elevator.

But when they saw Huang Qiya coming, they all wanted to be humble.

So much so that there were only two people in the huge elevator, Wu Wei and Huang Qiya.

The elevator slowly went up, becoming a private space without a third person.

Wu Wei took a deep breath, it was now.

Don't miss the opportunity, it will never come back.

"Miss Huang, I am Wu Wei, introduced here by Master Tian."

Huang Qiya turned slightly sideways, frowned and said, "That swindling Tian Fusheng?"

Wu Wei nodded quickly.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Huang Qiya's face suddenly turned cold: "Are you also practicing qigong?"

I felt the sudden change in the other party's attitude.

Wu Wei immediately made a clear statement: "No dog can train that thing! I am a person who honestly relies on my craftsmanship to make a living."

As he spoke, he revealed the layers of old calluses and new calluses on his hands.

Huang Qiya was slightly surprised, but her expression softened slightly.

It was obvious that he was not interested in Tian Fusheng's deception.

Just then, the elevator door opened.

Huang Qiya asked as she got out of the elevator: "What do you want from me?"

"If we are selling treasury bills, according to our salon's old rules, we will give you a 10% discount!"

Tian Fusheng, this old man, can make a net profit of 5 to 10 points after just one resale!

His subordinates will also rely on cutting treasury bonds to make another profit.

Fortunately, I didn't fall for his trick.

Wu Wei secretly rejoiced and immediately followed up, "Ms. Huang, can you give a higher price?"

After all, it's normal to bargain in business.

As a result, the next moment, Huang Qiya said nothing and pushed the door in.

She left Wu Wei outside the door.

Separated by a door, Wu Wei calmed down instantly.

At least he is not qualified to enter the salon inside the door.

But he didn't plan to give up on Huang Qiya.

With her, there is at least a 10% discount.

The treasury bonds worth nearly 26,000 yuan on him mean a net profit of more than 10,000 yuan.

It would be better if we can talk about it next. Even if we can talk about it a little bit more, it will be a net profit.

If we can't talk, Wu Wei will stop when he sees the good.

Having made up his mind, Wu Wei patiently waited in the corridor.

Finally, after nine o'clock, the door that Huang Qiya had walked into opened again.

A well-mannered middle-aged man came out first, followed by another young and strong man.

The two chatted and laughed happily.

It can be seen that they are very speculative.

Compared with the crowds of people in the hall, they were close at this moment.

Wu Wei felt more and more familiar with them, and with their mutual address, the identities of the two were immediately clear.

The well-mannered middle-aged man with glasses turned out to be the famous securities godfather Guan Jinsheng.

And the young and strong man with a mouth full of old teeth was the famous Yang Huaiding Yang Baiwan.

Wow, this salon that Huang Qiya put together really has something.