Jiang Xu's family stayed on the forty-ninth floor of the hotel, the second highest level.
The top floor and the forty-seventh floor were occupied by security personnel.
At the same time, hundreds of drones circled continuously around the hotel twenty-four hours a day.
They ensured that no suspicious person or item could approach.
Normally, nothing unexpected was supposed to happen.
After all, Jiang Xu was here secretly, without any public promotion.
Once everything was in the hotel, everyone got together for a meal.
The dining spot was also inside the hotel.
Zhou Qingyue directly ordered a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, much to the awe of the three children.
"It's too extravagant," Jiang Xu said to Zhou Qingyue, "We all know each other so well, there was no need for such ceremony."
"We need it," Zhou Qingyue retorted with a pursed mouth, "Whether my New Year films will be a big hit still depends on you."