The hotel manager came forward to continue shouting and was stopped coldly by the man in black.
"If it affects the normal operation of the hotel, we will compensate."
"This is not a question of compensation!"
"I want to ensure the safety of all guests in the hotel!"
"Safe?" The man in black, who was the first, sneered, "is it safe for your employees to move their hands and feet in catering?"
"How can there be a problem with the catering in our hotel?!"
The sound of leather shoes from far to near clearly buckled on the thorough marble, reflecting the thick evil spirit like hell Luocha.
Walking in the front, the man with big steps and cold complexion makes people shudder with a trance of Yingting eyebrows and eyes.
Shao Qin's face was tense and followed him with a deep breath.
He made a gesture and strongly interrupted the hotel manager, "sorry, we are in a hurry. If we can't give an explanation now, we will bear the consequences."
The hotel manager turned pale.
Trembling, he stroked the cold sweat on his forehead and tried his best to calm down: "Mrs. Li did attend the banquet last night instead of President Huo, but I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with our hotel catering."
Li Beichen's eyes were terribly cold, and a cold low pressure narrowed down.
"No problem with catering?"
"Are you really cheating on my wife?"
His ending is very low, as low as smoke, with a bloody murderous spirit.
The eyebrows of the hotel manager suddenly jumped, "President Li, I don't mean that..."
Li Beichen's thin lips as sharp as a knife were lightly pursed, and his cold eyes glanced sideways on his face. "You can't pay for my wife's account with the whole hotel."
"This..." the manager felt for the first time how dangerous this man named Li Beichen was.
Li Beichen raised his hand and looked at his watch. His thin lips lightly opened: "if you can't give me an explanation, I'll give you a solution."
As soon as the voice fell, Shao Qin Yihui ordered his subordinates to take a man.
"Not me, really not me, I didn't do it!"
The middle-aged man was wearing a chef's hat and his white clothes were stained with star oil. His eyes explained in horror, "there can be no problem with the food at the banquet last night after several rounds of inspection. I won't put medicine in it at all. You can't wrong the innocent!"
The man in black escorting the man was cold and indifferent: "we are just investigating evidence, sir, please cooperate."
"Find out! I'm a top chef! I have my professional ethics! I didn't do these things! " The middle-aged man's eyes were red, roaring, struggling and panting.
Hasty eyes swept towards Shao Qin.
The latter's eyes are light.
Madam, if something like this happens, the president won't care if the man is wronged.
It's no use refusing to admit it.
This matter must be borne by someone.
Whether it's a scapegoat or not.
Seeing the flickering eyes of the hotel manager, Shao Qin asked seriously, "is this chef a hotel employee?"
The manager's eyelids jumped suddenly and his face changed: "no, he's not!"
As soon as he said this, he realized that he was talking too hard.
"I mean, the chefs appointed by our hotel have been screened at all levels and will never threaten the privacy and safety of guests."
Shao qinding looked at him for a few seconds and smiled vaguely.
The hotel manager was thrilled.
An assistant who started the fight looked embarrassed at the cook who was taken down by the man in black and clenched his fingers into a fist.
Suddenly, he turned his eyes and bumped into the sight of the hotel manager. He was frightened and quickly asked the manager to leave here to deal with relevant affairs under the guise of the busy hotel.
The manager's heart is about to jump out.
"Since the manager is busy, don't bother." Shao Qin said in a slow voice.
After apologizing again and again, the hotel manager quickly turned and left.