e,to,bitian,hotel,can,i,help,you?"

I simply ignored her, walked out after leaving the elevator, looked around, but found that this floor should be a catering floor, and the visible storefronts were all made for food and catering. The key was that during the call just now, Gu Jiu didn't tell her which restaurant it was...

She turned around and asked, "My friend has booked a seat. Where is the table No. 5a7?"

The woman in charge of reception guidance was stunned for a moment, and a curve was drawn on the corner of her mouth, which was very etiquette, but it contained something else?

“are, you, sure?”

Simple frowned, curled up a curve in the corner of his mouth, and chuckled, "I don't know much about English, can I speak Mandarin?"

Fang Xiaoxiao beside her looked at Qiqi in confusion. She grew up in the United States and spoke American English, why can't she speak American English?

The receptionist lowered his head and smiled contemptuously, walked two steps towards Simplicity, and a soft voice sounded: "I'm asking, are you sure it's Table 5a7?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips were full of deep meaning: "What? Is there something wrong with my Mandarin, or is there something wrong with your ears, or is there something wrong with the table No. 5c7?"

The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth cooled instantly, she looked at the simplicity in front of her with a gloomy face, her eyes glanced at the two of them, and her voice suddenly became less gentle than before:

"Your Mandarin is fine, my ears are normal, but 5 is the code of French restaurants. Where the consumption is calculated based on the number of people, but it is several thousand. I just want to determine whether the two remembered it wrongly, so as not to be embarrassed if they can't get out."

These two women were wearing street stalls and even had a sour smell on their bodies. They probably wanted to come in and make money and get a good fortune.

This is tactful, but whether it is simple or Fang Xiaoxiao, they all heard the implications of the words.

"What do you mean is that we can't afford to spend your restaurant? Do you look at the balance of my bank card? Or is it that the Bitian Hotel has always been so concerned about customers, worried that customers have no consumption capacity, and thus keep them out? Then if we go downstairs to change into famous brands or dresses, can you take us there?"

To put it simply, the irony is so obvious that it can no longer be obvious.

The woman's face looked a little ugly, but she still pressed down and continued to speak to the simple: "Wait a moment, I will first check whether there are two guests at Table 5a7."

After saying that, he turned on the walkie-talkie clipped to the back of the waist, lowered his head and said to the small walkie-talkie on the neckline: "Molly, help me determine if the guests at Table 5a7 have invited two ladies to have dinner."

After saying that, there was nothing to say.

It's simple and not in a hurry. The dark eyes are full of smiles, how gentle and kind they smile.

After a moment, the wireless headphones that the woman was carrying seemed to have a response. The woman raised a curve on her lips and said to the simple with a smile: "Sorry, the guest at Table A7 has not arrived yet, and she cannot confirm your information. Do you want to contact your friend who asked me directly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiaoxiao pulled the sports jacket on her back and said carefully: "Simple, why don't we go to the lobby to wait for him first? Or let him come down?"

"No." Simply said, refusing, without making any less voice: "I am a man. When I see a dog, I can't move my feet and my hands are itchy."

Fang Xiaoxiao widened her eyes, Damn, it's amazing.

The woman opposite was also a little angry and asked, "What do you mean?"

Comparing her to a dog? It’s itchy? Do you want to teach her a lesson?

He shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "It's not interesting. I want to talk to your manager about his life ideals. Is it convenient?"

"Ha--" the woman snorted coldly, her attitude was completely different from before: "Unfortunately, the manager was on a business trip."

I want to complain to the manager for a disagreement, bitch!

He frowned and asked again: "Where is the supervisor?"

"The supervisor is on vacation."

"Where is the team leader and foreman?"

"I've gone to eat."

He nodded thoughtfully, "I think no one can control you here now, right?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and the meaning was very obvious.

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