Because it was night, and no one would have thought that as Mr. Huang, he would come to a new hotel with a lightweight and simple travel shortly after he opened. Regardless of grade, location, and public security, no one could compare with Beijing Hotels. When he got off the car and walked in the aisle, no one noticed him. Even when he entered the lobby, the lights were bright, except for someone who looked at Mr. Huang in surprise, no one really recognized him.

First of all, I naturally didn't expect that the elderly would appear here. Secondly, the elderly lived in simplicity over the years and rarely appeared in TV and newspapers. Time urged people to grow old, and their faces changed a lot. If it were not a reminder for those who were interested, no one dared to recognize him.

Of course, if there were guards accompanying him, someone would have recognized him early.

As a result, Mr. Huang became an ordinary old man. The group walked through the lobby with a chat and laughter, came to the special elevator, and then got on the elevator and went all the way to the imperial hall on the fifth floor.

Ren Yongqiang's efficiency is still very high. Xia Yunjie just mentioned it last night. After he left, Ren Yongqiang asked someone to make some changes to the hotel as Xia Yunjie mentioned, of course, including the Imperial Hall.

Xia Yunjie and others, although they just mentioned some modifications in an understatement, the changes they brought were wonderful.

Just now, when Mr. Huang and his group entered the hotel, they already felt that the environment of the hotel seemed particularly harmonious, making people feel like spring breeze as soon as they walked in. All the decorations seemed to be pleasant no matter how they looked at it, as if they were natural.

After Mr. Huang left the elevator and entered the Imperial Hall, Mr. Huang couldn't help but praise him while looking around the private room: "No, no, I'm also considering the country's light, I went to many high-end hotels, but only the Renjia Hotel, I don't know why I always feel particularly comfortable after coming in. All the arrangements are orderly and elegant, making people feel particularly comfortable when they look at it."

"Yes, although I don't know how to decorate, just looking at the decoration of this hotel, I have a lot of appetite. It can be seen that the decoration company hired by the hotel is very good." Huang Xiangyi smiled and agreed.

"Haha, the decoration company cannot show such a harmonious and natural flavor." Li Qinghong smiled while stroking the goatee.

After Li Qinghong said this, Huang Lao and others understood that Xia Yun’s outstanding ideas were inevitable in the decoration of the hotel. Huang Peihao and others were secretly surprised, while Huang Lao couldn’t help but exclaim: “Brother Xia is such a strange person.”

"If Brother Huang likes it, I will help you arrange the old house tomorrow, and I will regard me as a birthday celebration for you in advance." Xia Yunjie said with a smile.

"Haha, with your arrangement, my old house may be priceless soon." Old Huang smiled happily.

Xia Yunjie smiled unquestionably and invited Mr. Huang to attend the meeting.

The house he was preparing to decorate for Huang Lao was naturally a house that could gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so that Huang Lao who lived there could not only be physically and mentally comfortable, but also achieve the effect of prolonging life. It is not an exaggeration to say that such an old house is priceless.

After Mr. Huang and Xia Yunjie took the seat, everyone followed him to take the seat.

Although Shao Lihong and Zhu Xiaoyan were only shareholders of the Ren Family Hotel, because of Xia Yunjie, both of them sat in the upper seat next to Xia Yunjie, Li Qinghong took the seat next to Huang Lao's other side, and the rest, even Huang Peihao, the secretary of the provincial party committee of Yunling Province, had no choice but to accompany him.

Mr. Huang and others had just taken the seat and Ren Yongqiang, who had personally prepared dishes in the kitchen early in the kitchen to hear the employee's report and rushed to the Imperial Hall.

As soon as he stepped into the imperial hall, he saw Xia Yunjie and an old man sitting in the upper position opposite the gate. The old man looked very familiar, but for a moment Ren Yongqiang did not remember that he was the only remaining old man. When he was secretly suspicious of the identity of the old man, Xia Yunjie had already seen him come in. While smiling, he waved at him, and introduced to the Huang Lao beside him: "Brother Huang, this is the boss of the Ren family hotel and the descendant of the deputy chef of Emperor Chongzhen, Ren Yongqiang."

Ren Yongqiang thought the old man in front of him looked very familiar. Now, when Xia Yunjie called him Lao Huang, he glanced at Huang Peihao and others from the corner of his eyes. He seemed to be familiar, and he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration in his mind. He suddenly remembered who the old man in front of him was.

As soon as he recognized Huang Laolai, Ren Yongqiang shivered all over and his heartbeat accelerated sharply.

"So you are Boss Ren. I have to work hard today." Old Huang heard that the bald man in front of him was the big boss of this hotel. Although he could tell at a glance that he was just an ordinary person, Old Huang stood up immediately and smiled and took the initiative to reach out to him and said hello.

Mr. Huang was once a powerful figure in the Republic. Even though he had retired long ago, his influence was still there and he was still the legendary leader in the minds of many people. And Ren Yongqiang was once just a gangster on the street.

Ren Yongqiang couldn't even imagine that one day, a legendary figure like Mr. Huang not only became a guest of honor in his hotel, but also took the initiative to reach out to say hello to him.

Looking at the seemingly old and weak but once extremely powerful hand that was stretched out in front of him, Ren Yongqiang hurriedly stretched out his hands and held the old man's hand tightly, trembling hands, and trembling voice incoherently: "Not hard, no hard work, Mr. Huang, you can eat in our hotel, that is my supreme honor."

"Haha, it is also my honor to be able to taste Boss Ren's cooking skills. I have heard that it is hard to buy a lot of money to cook food yourself," said Mr. Huang, laughing loudly.

"Old Huang is too honored, too honored, please sit down, please sit down." Old Huang said, Ren Yongqiang's whole body was about to float up.

"You sit down, let's talk a little." Old Huang smiled.

When Mr. Huang said this, Huang Peihao, the eldest son of the elder Huang who was sitting next to Li Qinghong, stood up quickly, smiled and pointed at his position, and said politely: "Come on, let the boss sit here."

Huang Peihao is the secretary of the Yunling Provincial Party Committee, and the next term is likely to be transferred to Beijing.

Once transferred to the capital, it naturally means that Huang Peihao will truly enter the national decision-making level, and it also means that he will become one of the leaders of the Republic who can count ten fingers. So since Huang Peihao took office as secretary of the Yunling Provincial Party Committee, he has always been the focus of the news. Although Ren Yongqiang is not from Yunling Provincial, he often sees him in news reports. It is nothing more than the real person's image and news reports, so Ren Yongqiang felt that he looked familiar before and did not recognize him immediately. Now that Mr. Huang's identity is exposed, Ren Yongqiang of course recognizes Huang Peihao, the chief official of the border, and the helmsman of the Huang family.

Seeing that the Secretary of the Yunling Provincial Party Committee got up and gave up his seat to him, Ren Yongqiang was so scared that he was about to jump out of his throat.

I'm afraid that few people in the entire Republic can afford this treatment, and he is just a hotel owner. Before that, he was just a street gangster who didn't know when he would be imprisoned.

"No, no, I'll just stand here and chat for a few words. I'll have to go to the kitchen to watch later." Ren Yongqiang's voice not only trembled, but also began to become a little hoarse.

"Haha, it's okay, they are all your own people. Xiaoqiang, don't be nervous, just sit down and chat for a while." Xia Yunjie saw that Ren Yongqiang was so nervous that he seemed a little dissatisfied, and said to him with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Seeing that Xia Yunjie also spoke, Ren Yongqiang did not dare to be humble and polite anymore, but he did not dare to sit in the seat that Huang Peihao had made. Instead, he pulled a chair over the last seat and sat down tremblingly.

Just kidding, that's the position of the provincial party secretary. Does he dare to sit at will?

Seeing Ren Yongqiang sitting in the last seat, Huang Peihao had to shake his head and sit back again. He wanted to give up his seat and let his father chat with Ren Yongqiang for a few words nearby.

After Ren Yongqiang sat down, Mr. Huang asked about the Ming Dynasty's palace dishes. Ren Yongqiang gave detailed answers and comments one by one.

Ren Yongqiang's ancestor was the deputy chef of Emperor Chongzhen. His answers and comments were naturally very authentic, and he heard that Huang Lao and others were more and more looking forward to today's dinner.

Ren Yongqiang knew that people with his identity like him could shake hands with big names like Huang Lao today. The chat was all for Brother Jie's face, so he naturally didn't dare to really treat himself as a character. After chatting with Huang Lao for a while, he asked them what dishes they like, and then he got up and said goodbye on the excuse of going to the kitchen to cook dishes.
Chapter completed!