Chapter: 3957

Next to him was Li Qinghua, who had already passed his hundredth year.

Li Qinghua noticed that Fei Jian's mood wasn't good and asked him with a smile: "Jianzhong, I see you don't seem very happy."

"I'm not happy..." Fei Jian muttered reluctantly: "I won't hide it from you, Li Brother. I've been feeling anxious since I got off the plane!"

Li Qinghua smiled slightly and reminded him: "Jianzhong, as the saying goes, when one comes to a place, they should settle down and adapt. You should try to calm down a bit."

Fei Jian forced himself to nod, but then couldn't help glancing around the car, his face full of disdain.

Li Qinghua noticed that he was definitely not adapting to this C-class car worth tens of millions. After all, the price of this entire car was probably not as high as the seat cushion Fei Jian used when traveling normally.

So, he smiled and said to Fei Jian: "Jianzhong, don't underestimate this car. This is a red flag."

Fei Jian forced a smile, but didn't laugh. "I know this is a red flag, but it's my first time sitting in one," he said.

Li Qinghua spoke seriously. "The Red Flag is a symbol of the Republic and the founder of China's automotive industry, as well as a car used by leaders for decades. To the Chinese people, its meaning is extraordinary. The organizers probably had some purpose in arranging this car to pick us up."

Fei Jian said, "So, the organizer of this auction must be quite patriotic."

"Yes," Li Qinghua nodded and said, "we should respect every patriot because he won't take a wrong position in the face of right and wrong."

Fei Jian remained silent, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if deep in thought.

When the car arrived at the Whitehall Palace, the entire hotel was already under lockdown.

Only the Whitehall Palace's own vehicle team could enter or exit. All other random people were strictly prohibited from entering.

However, at this moment, the hotel lobby was buzzing with noise.

The auction participants who had been sent over one by one were busy handling their check-in procedures.

But what shocked them was that the room rates here were exorbitantly high. Even for a regular suite, the total cost of three nights' stay exceeded tens of millions.

No one knew that this was the organizer's deliberate move to get rid of them, and for these people, money didn't matter, but being treated like this was simply unacceptable.

When Fei Jianzhong saw on the mock target that a presidential suite stay for three nights would cost 6 million yuan, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

However, he still managed to suppress the explosive impulse and told the front desk staff: "I want this presidential suite."

The other party immediately replied: "Sorry, the presidential suite has already been booked by number 016. Look at other room types instead."

Fei Jianzhong didn't know who number 016 was, but since the room had already been taken, he could only resort to Plan B and took a luxurious suite for $2 million.

Compared to Li Qinghua's treatment, Fei Jianzhong got much better service. He was directly assigned into an administrative luxurious suite on the executive floor of Whitehall Palace, which is the second-best room type after the presidential suite and is free of charge.

Fei Jianzhong settled in and immediately called Feng Keixin after getting his room keys.

On the phone, Feng Keixin asked: "Grandpa, have you checked in yet?" JrNovels.com