Chapter 394: Weird Talk about Fengyang Hotel Rules (12)
So she is...a resident of 518?
Tian Guihua was frightened by her own thought, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she burped uncontrollably.
The woman was startled by the sound and turned her head suddenly. Her sharp and beautiful eyes stared at her, as if they were wrapped in countless sharp daggers, cutting her into pieces.
Tian Guihua: “......!”
Then, an unusual chill began to spread silently. This chill was even worse than when she faced the female ghost in the restaurant. It was as if her whole body was frozen and the blood in her body froze.
Tian Guihua felt like she was dead.
Just when she was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe, the young man beside her suddenly spoke as if nothing had happened.
"Which floor?"
The strong murderous aura dissipated in an instant and was gathered back to its owner like peeling off silk threads from an onion.
The woman turned her head and twisted her wrist comfortably, turning the kitchen knife over, and the smell of blood began to spread.
The young man seemed not to notice and narrowed his eyes: "Your behavior damages the image of the hotel."
Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Tian Guihua wished she could faint and desperately pinched the young man's arm with her fingertips, hoping that he could get her hint.
But surprisingly, the woman in the elevator just curled her lips and even put the blood-stained kitchen knife behind her back in an indulgent manner: "First floor."
Yu Huo raised his hand and pressed the button for the first floor, and the elevator slowly descended.
Tian Guihua's heart also slowly relaxed with the feeling of weightlessness. Just when she was secretly rejoicing, the young man beside her couldn't stand the loneliness and spoke again.
"Don't bring a kitchen knife with you next time. Who would dare to stay at the hotel if you do that?"
Tian Guihua closed her eyes stiffly, not daring to watch what happened next, and even silently reached out and pressed her philtrum.
——…Is he crazy?
——(Brother Lang: So what?)
——Hahahaha stop messing around upstairs, I finally saw a handsome guy, but he turned out to be a suicidal idiot! Tsk tsk tsk...
——He really dares to mess with anything. Let us observe a three-second silence for him, no more.
Just as everyone was counting down to his death, an accident happened again.
The woman didn't fly into a rage as they had imagined. Instead, she shrugged and explained softly, "I forgot. I was halfway through cooking when I realized I was out of vinegar, so I ran out with my kitchen knife. Then I went back... and I was too lazy to leave."
Yu Huo paused: "You secretly cooked in the room again..."
The woman quickly added, "I did it on the balcony and turned off the power before leaving."
Yu Huo's expression softened slightly upon hearing this, but he remained unforgiving, "If you're not willing to walk these two steps, why don't you buy an electric wheelchair online?"
Fortunately, the elevator finally landed on the first floor. Before the elevator door fully opened, Yu Huo ignored the woman's cold face and patted her shoulder with a smile: "How many times has this happened? Remember to pay the extra 100 yuan fine later!"
——Ah, this... Brother Lang is Chaoxiong, right?
Does he really treat the hotel like his own home? He's meddling too much.
——What a handsome face, and what a deadly mouth!
—Wait...why isn't Sister Qin angry? She's even walking towards the counter?
Holy shit! She actually gave me money?! What's going on? Is this Sister Qin dressed up as Painted Skin?
——Upstairs, do you think your Painted Skin sister has a good temper?
Tian Guihua stood in the elevator and didn't dare to move her legs. She just watched the young man walk to the counter with the other party and knock on the empty solid wooden cabinet.
"Hey, where's the front desk?"
The woman threw the kitchen knife on the table with a clang, picked up a note, wrote a message on it, and stuck it on the bright red banknote, her voice lazy.
"He must have gone to eat. Do you have something to talk to him about?"
Yu Huo blinked, staring at the locked computer screen. His cold demeanor suddenly softened for a moment. "Sister, do you know which room the manager who's leading our team building stays in?"
"I know." The woman put down her pen, glanced at him, and said calmly, "But I won't tell you."
Yu Huo was outmaneuvered. After a moment of hesitation, he lowered his head and whispered in the other person's ear: "I'll waive your room fee for a week."
The woman pursed her lips, seeming a little moved, but said nothing.
Yu Huo continued: "Ten days."
The woman still didn't speak, and a hint of greed appeared in her eyes.
Seeing this, Yu Huo gently reached out and tucked the woman's hair behind her ears, but he tutted his mouth: "Don't go too far!
"Alright, Young Master is a real man after all. Ten days is ten days." The woman tilted her head and looked at him, finally relenting, "He lives in 401."
Yu Huo got the answer, turned around and left, ignoring the hidden worry on the woman's face.
After entering the elevator, he first raised his hand to lift Tian Guihua's chin, closing her mouth which was open in astonishment, and then pressed the up button of the elevator again.
The moment the feeling of weightlessness came over her, Tian Guihua felt like she was alive again. She wanted to say something to the fire, but the elevator door was quickly opened again and stopped on the second floor.
Looking at the pale-faced lame man and the muscular man, Tian Guihua had to shut her mouth and gave Huo a thumbs up of admiration.
It sounds like scolding someone.
It may also be that Yu Huo was overthinking it. After all, he is a returnee from overseas, so there are no twists and turns.
Suddenly, the two anchors outside the door, who looked unnatural, spoke first: "You guys going upstairs?"
Yu Huo nodded, and the other two did not come in after hearing that.
He kindly reminded: "The front desk has gone to eat, and the manager lives in 401."
The two looked at Yu Huo in surprise, and then decisively entered the elevator.
On the way upstairs, Yu Huo and the other two gathered the other four surviving anchors, and they all walked towards Room 401 where Yu Huo directed them.
The number of rooms in the hotel is basically the same. Room 9 is opposite the elevator, rooms 1-8 are on the left, and room 1 is at the innermost part. There is a small turn at the end of the corridor, which is isolated from the world.
Yu Huo stood outside the door and knocked on it.
Perhaps it was because of the good sound insulation, but they didn't hear any footsteps, and the door didn't show any sign of opening after a minute.
Everyone looked at each other, their expressions blank.
Especially the muscular man, his San value must have dropped quite badly. Even after leaving the restaurant, he was still shivering from the cold, hugging his arms.
When Yu Huo saw this, he started knocking on the door harder.
Unfortunately, the door still showed no sign of opening.
The lame man rubbed his brow tiredly. "What went wrong? The rules require us to find the manager. Why won't the manager open the door?"
The muscular man seemed to be on the verge of mental collapse. He could only tremble and ask mindlessly: "Two people are dead, what should we do now? Two people are dead, what should we do now?..."
The middle-aged woman reached out and patted his shoulder, regardless of past grudges, and advised optimistically: "Things are not that bad. As long as they can pay the price, they can still survive."
As soon as the words fell, everyone's mood seemed to be temporarily soothed.
But will things really turn out as they hope?
Yu Huo's heart beat faster as he thought of the two guys who were trapped in the restaurant and kept showing off their bloody preserved eggs and were kidnapped by the waiter...
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