bayedsolid Chapter 489 The Plaza Hotel Charity Event
Chapter 489 The Plaza Hotel Charity Event
"Tell me," Wang Xiucheng asked, putting a fried egg into his mouth and speaking somewhat indistinctly.
Putting everything else aside, Sister Xuan's fried eggs are still very delicious.
"There's a charity auction tonight at the Plaza Hotel in New York, and Arnault is confirmed to be attending," Ma Xiaoxuan said, placing the uneaten fried egg from her bowl into Wang Xiucheng's bowl.
"The Plaza Hotel?" Wang Xiucheng smiled upon hearing this. "An interesting place."
“However, I’ve heard that this charity auction is by invitation only, and you need an invitation letter,” Ma Xiaoxuan added.
Wang Xiucheng put the egg that Ma Xiaoxuan had given him back into his mouth, chewed for a while, and seemed to choke. So he took the water glass that Ma Xiaoxuan handed him and took a big gulp. After calming down, he said, "Easy."
Ma Xiaoxuan pressed, "What should we do?"
"Have Mary handle it."
After saying this, Wang Xiucheng got up and went back to his room, leaving only the words, "I'm going to take a nap."
Ma Xiaoxuan knew that the Nets didn't have practice today and would be resting for the day.
Ma Wei, who had been silent until now, cautiously asked, "Sis, do you know what I thought you and Brother Wang looked like just now?"
"What?" Ma Xiaoxuan got up and started clearing the dishes from the table.
“Like an old married couple.” Ma Wei leaned back in his chair. “Just like our parents, an old married couple.”
"Whether it was when you gave the egg to Brother Wang and he ate it without any disgust, or when you anticipated that Brother Wang would be shunned and handed him water, it was as if you were a couple who had been married for many years."
Ma Xiaoxuan listened, but frowned slightly; she had indeed not noticed these things.
For her, these things had indeed become second nature.
But when her younger brother said those things about her, Ma Xiaoxuan felt her face burning.
"Hurry up and get out of here after you finish eating. Aren't you going to Los Angeles? Go buy some things, you can't go empty-handed, can you?" As she spoke, Ma Xiaoxuan found her phone and was about to transfer some money to Ma Wei.
“No need, Brother Wang just gave me a million a few days ago,” Ma Wei said boastfully.
Ma Wei's voice wasn't quiet, but Wu Di and Wu Jia had gone back to their master's place today and weren't home, so no matter how loud he was, it didn't matter.
Ma Xiaoxuan glared at Ma Wei and said, "Then get lost and stop hanging around in front of me."
"Alright, you can stay with Brother Wang by yourself."
After saying this, Ma Wei picked up his clothes, grabbed a car key, and left home.
Ma Xiaoxuan stared at Wang Xiucheng's door, lost in thought.
……
The Plaza Hotel, also known as the Plaza Hotel, is considered a landmark building in New York City.
Many movies have been filmed here, such as The Great Gatsby and Mission: Impossible.
But it is better known here because of the Plaza Accord.
The hotel's previous owners were all very famous people, such as Conrad Hilton, the founder of Hilton Hotels, and Pu Chuan.
As Mary Julia introduced the hotel, Wang Xiucheng sat in the car, watching it get closer and closer, but in his mind he was planning what he would do that night.
Soon, the car stopped in front of the hotel. Wang Xiucheng got out first, and then very gentlemanly used his hand to cover the top of the seemingly ordinary Cadillac door.
Mary Julia, dressed in a white evening gown, carefully bent down and stepped out of the black Cadillac.
Then she took Wang Xiucheng's arm, and the two walked into the hotel.
They handed the invitation to the person waiting at the door, who bowed respectfully and then led Wang Xiucheng and Mary Julia to a private elevator.
"Gentlemen, the elevator goes directly to the auction."
“Thank you,” Mary Julia said with a smile.
In fact, even without an invitation, this person wouldn't have stopped Mary Julia and Wang Xiucheng.
He recognized the unremarkable black Cadillac from earlier.
He's worked here for almost ten years, and his insight has become very sharp.
That Cadillac we just saw was probably the official car used by the 43rd US President.
Vehicles can be disguised, but there was a sign on the side of that car.
This sign is the vehicle's identity; no one would dare to copy it and stick it on their car.
By donating the car to the Koch family after leaving office, the president was likely expressing his gratitude for their support during his term or campaign.
Owning a former presidential limousine is considered an extremely high honor in the United States.
This is something that can't be achieved simply by having money.
Traditionally, a president's official vehicle is scrapped after he leaves office, as it contains many secrets, advanced technology, and even weapons.
Of course, this Koch family vehicle must have been disassembled, with all the technological weapons and other equipment removed.
To put it simply, apart from having some bulletproof capabilities, it's not much different from a regular car.
But that's what face is all about!
The elevator quickly stopped on the 18th floor.
As the elevator doors opened, a spacious and bright space appeared before Wang Xiucheng's eyes.
At least several dozen people were chatting in small groups in this space.
There are men and women, old and young.
Everyone was dressed very elegantly, as if it were a real high-society gathering.
If it weren't for the words "for Africa" on the podium, Wang Xiucheng would have truly believed it.
Wang Xiucheng scoffed. If Mary hadn't forced him to wear a suit, he would have dared to come in a basketball jersey.
The appearance of Wang Xiucheng and his companion naturally attracted the attention of some people.
Marie, in particular, represented the Koch family, so many families, especially the younger generation from the older families, came over to greet her.
Wang Xiucheng wanted to leave and wander around to find his own goal, but Mary held onto his arm tightly, making it impossible for him to leave.
So he could only exchange pleasantries with Mary.
After finally getting rid of the seventh group of people, Wang Xiucheng called out to a waiter carrying a tray of drinks, then took two glasses of some kind of drink from it and gave one to Mary.
"What kind of wine is this?" Wang Xiucheng asked.
Mary sniffed it. "It must be something like a cocktail."
Wang Xiucheng frowned slightly; he didn't particularly like this wine.
It might have been too strong, or it might have been because I don't drink alcohol.
Mary laughed when she saw Wang Xiucheng frowning. She felt that Wang Xiucheng's little expressions were sometimes...cute!
Yes, it's just cute.
Mary was quite taken with the sight of a professional player displaying such expressions.
So Kua tightened her grip on Wang Xiucheng's arm slightly, as if afraid he would run away.
Wang Xiucheng didn't shake off Mary. After all, he had asked Mary to bring him in tonight, and it would be too much of a coward to shake her off now.