Anton did not expect the other party to have so many rules and regulations, and so demanding, he could only helplessly look at Colson, and said: "Lord, these few days will be hard for you to join me!"
Colson hurriedly arched his hand and said, "You're welcome, old man Raman, this is my duty!"
When Anton got into the red flag car prepared by Marloy Smith and departed for downtown Hillsprings.
He was in a boring mood and sat in the back row on the left seat without saying a word.
On his right-hand side, sitting is Quiznosana, who is over 100 years old.
Seeing that Anton was in a bad mood, he smiled and asked him, "Anton, I see that you don't seem to be very happy."
"I can't be happy……"
Anton said resentfully, "I'm not going to lie to you, Brother Loffy, I've been irritable since I got off the plane!"
Quiznosana smiled slightly and reminded: "Anton, you should try to be calm while here."
Anton reluctantly nodded, then couldn't help but touch and look at the car, full of disgust that couldn't be concealed.
Quiznosana saw that he must not be very adaptable to this kind of C-class car of a couple hundred thousand.
After all, the price of this whole car, may not be as good as Anton's usual travel with a car seat.
So, he smiled and said to him, "Anton, don't underestimate this car, this is the red flag."
Anton said with a smile on his face, "I know it's a red flag, but this is the 1st time I've sat in it."
Quiznosana said seriously, "Red Flag is the 1st brand of the Republic, the founder of Springs's automobile industry."
"And the leader's car for decades, it means a lot to the locals here.
Anton then said, "In that case, the organizer of this auction should be quite patriotic."
"Yes." Quiznosana nodded and said, "1 should respect a patriot because he will not stand in the wrong position before the great right and wrong."
Anton did not speak, his brows slightly knitted in thought.
By the time the convoy arrived at Shangrila, the entire Hotel was under martial law.
Apart from the Shangrila's own motorcade which can enter and exit, all other miscellaneous people are prohibited to enter.
However, the lobby of the hotel was bustling with people.
The bidders, who were sent over 1 after another, were checking in 1 by one.
However, what made them collapse is that the accommodation price here is simply expensive to the extreme.
A total of 3 nights of stay, even the most common standard room, the price is more than a million.
Everyone knows that this is the organizers deliberately taking the opportunity to rip them off.
For these people, money is not important, but being knocked around like this, psychologically there is really unacceptable.
When Anton saw on the price list, the presidential suite for 3 days actually cost 6 million, his heart also could not help but curse.
But he still restrained the impulse to explode and said to the receptionist who managed his check-in, "I want the presidential suite."
The other party immediately replied, "Sorry, the presidential suite has been booked by No. 016, you can see other room types."
Anton didn't know who number 016 really was, but since the room was gone, he had to settle for the 2nd-best and took a luxury suite for 2 million.
In contrast, Quiznosana was treated much better, he was directly arranged into the executive luxury suite in the executive building as a VIP.
Which was the 2nd only to the presidential suite in the entire Shangrila, and still the fee was totally free.
The 1st thing that Anton did after checking in and coming to the room was to immediately make a phone call to Esther.
As soon as the phone call came through, she asked on the other end of the line, "Grandpa, have you finished checking in?"
Anton let out a sound and said: "It's done, you guessed right, they really arranged all the bidders to Shangrila, I think this is definitely the venue for the auction."
To be continued
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