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But Xia Jinyuan understood Arabic. The young African man said, "They are from the TV station, international friends who support poor families. They should be very rich. I saw someone else in their car."
The handsome white guy nodded, and motioned for the black man to leave. He then politely and warmly apologized, "Excuse me, our waiter told me that you have two more cars here, sir."
"We have suites here. I wonder how many bedrooms you would like. If you stay at our hotel, your car can be driven into our hotel. Believe me, you and your friends will be well protected if you stay at our hotel."
"Give me a three-bedroom suite. It would be even better if one faces the street. I like to see the scenery outside. Thank you!" Xia Jinyuan talked about the scenery in the city like a tourist who has been active in Maso all year round.
The handsome white guy communicated politely with Xia Jinyuan. Indeed, the guest needed a three-bedroom suite. He quickly arranged a suite on the 4th floor facing the street.
After receiving the room card from the handsome guy, Xia Jinyuan gave it to Ye Jian. He leaned against the tall body of the receptionist and turned sideways, facing the door lazily. "Our vehicle needs to be driven into the hotel."
"No problem, sir." The white guy picked up a walkie-talkie and notified the hotel staff to come out and lead the guests to drive their cars into the hotel's internal parking lot.
Everything was arranged properly, and the white young man said politely and courteously: "Mr. Hope is in the hotel where you are staying in Maso. If you need bodyguard services or other special services, please feel free to contact us using the intercom in the room."
In a city plagued by civil unrest, even basic communications cannot be guaranteed, so walkie-talkies are a better way to communicate.
Without waiting for G3 and the other five people, Xia Jinyuan took Ye Jian to the room where they were staying, opened the door, drew aside the curtains, and looked outside. The view from this room was very good, and if there was anything unusual on the street, it could be discovered in time here.
After watching for a while, he turned to Ye Jian and said, "Bluebird, check all the rooms carefully! See if there is anything unclean. Don't miss any corner."
I quickly contacted Z7, "Park the car and bring up the large luggage! The room number is 402."
Z7 and his friends entered the underground garage. The black Maso man who led the way was in front of them. He simply said "OK" and stopped talking on the phone.
In a city where even basic communications cannot be guaranteed and mobile phones are sometimes only used as alarm clocks, they use the wireless communications they have established to communicate, and if they keep talking, they will definitely attract other people's attention.
While waiting for Z7 and the others to come up, the two people in the room turned the living room, the public bathroom outside, and even the carpeted living room upside down and checked it carefully.
Less than 5 minutes after the phone call was hung up, the comrades who came up with several heavy bags stood at the door of the room.
Z7 walked in with a smile and bowed, and joked to the two people who were checking the ceiling, "I hope I didn't disturb your solitude."
There was no problem with the ceiling. In fact, Ye Jian did not feel like she was being monitored when she entered the room, nor did she feel that when she walked into any bedroom.
But in order to ensure that they get up, I still check them one by one.
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