When the car started, the girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned her head and said thank you to Chen Fei beside her.

Chen Fei nodded lightly and said nothing.

But at this moment, news was played on the radio station in the car.

"According to the latest news, internationally renowned singer Miss Anita will arrive in Xiangjiang today. Fans and media reporters from Xiangjiang are waiting outside the airport for greeting. The scene is very large, I——”

Hearing this, Chen Fei couldn't help but mutter: "I said there are so many people at the airport gate, so it turns out that there are celebrities coming!"

Hearing this, the girl beside her suddenly became nervous and hurriedly said to the driver: "Master, change the channel."

"Don't you young people all like to chase these stars? Why, little girl, you don't like it." The driver was a little surprised, but he still changed the channel.

The girl didn't answer, laughed and laughed for a while, and it was considered to be ambiguous.

Chen Fei was worried about his wife's illness, so he took out his cell phone and called him.

Wei Ling answered the phone. Chen Fei told her that he had arrived in Xiangjiang and would come over soon.

Wei Ling couldn't help but feel happy when she heard this. Chen Fei immediately asked about Lin Qiuhan's condition.

In this way, Chen Fei was almost calling along the way, but he didn't say a few words to the girl around him.

Immediately, when I arrived at the King Hotel, the taxi stopped. Chen Fei immediately took out a stack of money and stuffed it directly to the girl, and then got off the car in a hurry.

The girl pinched the money handed over by Chen Fei and was a little stunned. Seeing that Chen Fei got out of the car, she came back to her senses and shouted loudly, "Thank you."

Chen Fei did not look back, but just raised his hand and waved his hand, then walked quickly towards the hotel door.

Looking at Chen Fei's back as he left, the girl couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "This person is really. He walked with me all the way and didn't say a word to him. If my fans knew about it, they would probably be jealous."

At this moment, the driver said, "Miss, can you set off?"

The girl quickly closed the car door, nodded and said, "Well, I'll go to No. 38, Violet Street, I'll bother you."

The taxi drove out. At this moment, Chen Fei, carrying his simple luggage, rushed to the door of the Emperor Hotel.

This hotel has been around for a while, and the overall building is in a Western style, and the overall building is a bit old.

But there were endless luxury cars at the door, and almost everyone who came in and out was dressed up and had a good value.

Chen Fei didn't care so much, and he was about to rush into the hotel, but when he was at the door, a security guard in British uniform stopped Chen Fei and said coldly: "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't go in."

When Chen Fei heard this, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Why? I have friends living in it, I want to go in and find someone."

Upon hearing this, the security guard looked up and down at Chen Fei, then glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Sir, I'm sorry. Our hotel has regulations that people who are not dressed can't enter."

Chen Fei looked down at himself. Because he received a call from his wife falling ill while in Longjiang, he rushed over without even having to change his clothes and came over in a casual outfit. In addition, the clothes were indeed wrinkled and a little unfavorable when he was running around. He was really not good-looking when he was running around and the customers in suits and ties were inconsistent with them.

Chen Fei frowned and scoffed at these so-called rules.

But at this moment, my wife's condition was important. Chen Fei didn't want to get into trouble with the security guard, so he straightened up his clothes, then took out a suit jacket from his bag, put it on his body, and said to the security guard: "Now, I can go in!"

Who knew that the security guard did not give way, but instead shook his head and said with a sarcastic tone: "Sir, you have to know that our King Hotel was built in the 1970s by the Governor who was sent in Xiangjiang by England. The guests who came and went were all British officials and celebrities. Only a handful of tycoons could come in from the local area of ​​Xiangjiang."

"Even now, the guests who can stay in our King Hotel are at least rich bosses. For others, it is best not to join this noble place."

This is a clear mockery.

Chen Fei felt a fire in his heart and said angrily: "What a noble place! It was clearly the place where people bullied the locals, but now it is regarded as a symbol of glory by you. Has your shame been eaten by the dog?"

Upon hearing this, the security guard couldn't help but look dark and said coldly: "Sir, we are not polite if you make trouble here for no reason."

While speaking, the security guard greeted him, and a few more security guards came over with a stick.

Chen Fei's face turned cold and was about to attack.

At this moment, a grand smell of wine surged around me.

Then, Chen Fei turned his head and saw a bald middle-aged fat man with a little bald face, disheveled and blushed, walking towards him shakingly.

The middle-aged fat man followed two stops, carried two medical boxes, and held the drunk fat man to the door.

The security guard who was about to attack Chen Fei saw them coming, immediately greeted them respectfully, with a smile on his face and greeted him in English: "Doctor Marcus, please come in."

The drunk middle-aged foreigner didn't look at the security guard at all, and just swayed and stepped into the hotel with a big swagger. Even when he was in the beginning, he was drunk and vomited all over the floor.

As a result, the security guard did not stop him, but instead looked extremely enthusiastic. He ignored the vomiting splashing on his body and went to support the middle-aged fat man with a flattering smile on his face.

Seeing this, Chen Fei couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart. He pointed to the fat foreigner and said to the security guard: "What's going on? He can get in at this state, why can't I get in?"

Upon hearing this, the security guard looked ridiculous, looked up and down at Chen Fei, and then sneered coldly, "Don't you understand this? Mr. Marcus is an Englishman and a well-known physician in Hong Kong. Who are you? How dare you compare with Mr. Marcus?"

When Chen Fei heard this, he became even more angry, his face darkened, and he shouted coldly: "So what if he is an Englishman?"

"This is Xiangjiang, China, and our territory. Why can foreigners enter at will, but you make things difficult for us!"

The security guard curled his lips disdainfully and said to Chen Fei: "I am from Xiangjiang, who is your own person with you! Don't take your own identity."
Chapter completed!