I want to spend all my money

"There are more than 500 square meters of rooms. The master bedroom alone has nearly one hundred square meters. One bedroom is bigger than my house. Shouldn't it be so exaggerated. Is the presidential suite for one hundred thousand nights so inhumane?"

"Private swimming pools, saunas, nanny rooms...everything, all kinds of equipment are the top-of-the-line kind, even home theaters have, worthy of the presidential suite, I really saw it today."

"Is this a presidential suite? This is obviously a luxury house, but a one-hundred-one-night room is indeed a bit too expensive. It is enough to buy a nice luxury house outside for a few weeks."

"Yeah, I think so too. The rooms are really good and the services are also very attentive, but I still think it's too expensive. When I think of staying at a cost of 100,000 yuan, I feel my heart hurts."

"It's too extravagant, too wasteful, and too dismissive of money. Song Ankang is indeed a nouveau riche, and every move carries the vulgar temperament of a nouveau riche."

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Unsurprisingly, after seeing his room, although most of them were voices of envy, jealousy and hatred, a small group of people still had an unbalanced mentality and yelled at Song Ankang for being too extravagant and would not take money seriously.

Song Ankang glanced at the barrage inadvertently, and he didn't care about these idiots. He spent his own money, not their money, so why bother to bother with the clamor of these people.

Just looking at the tremolo fans who are growing a bit faster, Song Ankang knows that there is nothing wrong with letting Zhao Guoer come to live his room. Although there are some fans who are dissatisfied with this, more girls are obviously getting more and more. Like him.

The items purchased in the afternoon have been arranged by the hotel to put them in different places. The same items are arranged quite appropriately, which makes people feel comfortable to look at and is very convenient to use.

After sending Zhao Guoer away, Song Ankang looked at Lan Xinan and He Yingyu: "Are you going back tonight?"

"Mr. Song, I am your personal butler, the kind of twenty-four hours, so I live in a nearby room, you can call me anytime?" He Yingyu smiled.

Song Ankang said, "Isn't there still a lot of vacant rooms here? You can live here, which makes it more convenient."

"Ah..." He Yingyu was taken aback, then her pretty face flushed and said: "But...but I'm just a personal butler."

Speaking of this, I glanced at Song Ankang’s handsome face, and suddenly felt a little moved. Just about to add another sentence, I heard Song Ankang smile and say: "Yes, you are my personal butler, so don’t worry about anything else. You know my physical condition. Even if you really want to do something bad to you, you can knock me down."

"Mr. Song, I didn't mean this. You misunderstood." He Yingyu's face blushed, "Then I will live in the nanny room from now on, waiting for your call at any time."

Song Ankang waved his hand: "You don't need to live in the nanny room. There are four bedrooms here, you choose one to live in."

While speaking, Song Ankang looked at Lan Xin'an: "Can Dr. Lan also live here? I can provide you with processing capital. Money is not a problem."

"Okay, I'm single anyway, and renting a house is not as comfortable here." Lan Xin'an promised very happy. She understood Song Ankang's meaning and naturally wanted to ensure her own safety. If she got sick at night, someone would get timely treatment.

She knows Song Ankang's physical condition very well. Even if she wants to do something to them, she can't help them. Moreover, given Song Ankang's wealth and appearance, if she really wants to have something to do with other women, is she still worried .

So He Yingyu and Lan Xinan soon moved to Song Ankang's room. Song Ankang was relieved a lot and fell asleep after watching the movie for a while.

An alarm bell was specially installed in Song Ankang’s bedside hotel. Once Song Ankang fell ill, the alarm bell could be activated. The people from Lan Xinan and Lisriel Hotel would come for treatment as soon as possible.

Not only that, Lan Xin'an and He Yingyu will also come to Song Ankang's room to check out Song Ankang's safety from time to time. After all, some heart patients cannot even press the alarm bell when they are sick.

A camera was even installed in Song Ankang's room. Someone took turns to observe the situation 24 hours a day and dealt with the abnormality immediately.

Of course, if Song Ankang is inconvenient at times, he can turn off the camera in the bedroom at any time to prevent the situation inside from being broadcast live.

Triple protection and layered defense can definitely reduce Song Ankang's risk of illness to an extremely low level.

All of this is provided by Lis Real Hotel for free. As a top guest who can bring one hundred thousand Xia Yuan income to Lis Real Hotel every day, Song Ankang deserves to be treated like this by Lis Real Hotel.

But even so, Song Ankang in bed still felt that it was not safe enough. There was only one private doctor, and if Lan Xin'an had something to do, no one would take over temporarily.

And he didn't even have a bodyguard. With his current ability, even a Zhongduhai bodyguard would have no burden.

In addition, Song Ankang still lacks some fitness coaches, personal chefs, and the like. Fitness coaches can help him develop a tailor-made fitness plan and help him exercise a good body.

The private chef can formulate different meals for him according to his physical condition to make his body more and more healthy.

Song Ankang now has more than 30 million in deposits, and each consumption amount can reach more than 3 million. This amount of money is enough for him to hire a group of top fitness trainers, personal doctors, bodyguards, etc., to create a powerful team. The guards serve Song Ankang's safety and health.

For Song Ankang, money is nothing more than a handy thing. As long as he is constantly punished by the horrible tricks system, Song Ankang can reap endless wealth.

Using these cheap wealth in exchange for his own health and longevity, Song Ankang feels that this is simply a cost-effective business, so what are you waiting for?

Song Ankang immediately went to He Yingyu and told her her request. He Yingyu, who had just taken a bath and was still wearing a bathrobe, immediately agreed, and passed Song Ankang's request back to the headquarters for the General Affairs Department of Lis Real Hotel to start. Find a suitable target for Song Ankang.

The next day, Song Ankang woke up early, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Jianghai Normal University below. What greeted my eyes were countless young and beautiful figures. As long as Song Ankang wanted, as long as Song Ankang wanted them, he could take them Take it to his bedroom.

Under the double crit of money and beauty, Song Ankang believes that few girls can resist this temptation, but Song Ankang is not thinking about this right now, but that something seems to be missing in his room.