C296

Chapter 296 - Irritable Guests

But just as I revealed my intention to leave, they stopped me, "Brat. I just told you to get me another identical bottle, did you hear that? " For a moment, I turned my head away, feeling extremely awkward. I didn't know if I should listen to the beauty or the guest inside.

If I were to drink more, I might just die suddenly here today. After finishing this bottle of wine, this group of people will leave as soon as they have no wine to drink, but this oily middle-aged man is clearly just getting excited and won't let me go no matter what he says. Besides, Beauty is just a woman who follows the flow of wine, he doesn't have any right to say anything.

Mei Mei also hurriedly raised her eyebrows at me. I also understood what she meant and hurriedly walked out, together with the middle-aged man, a woman in her 30s, who looked like her secretary, hurriedly said to her, "Director Zhang, let's not drink today. We still have things to do this afternoon, we have to settle this."

After a while, Meimei shakily rushed out of the room, but this time, she didn't rush to the toilet, instead, she rushed to the sofa where I was resting. I really played a game with my phone, and seeing that she suddenly rushed out, I was also shocked by her, "Well, when did these people leave?" Meimei put her hand on my neck and slowed down for three to four seconds before saying to me, "Are you stupid? Luckily, you didn't take it earlier.

I also started to blush, but I was also arguing for myself, "What can I do? Didn't you just say that the customer is God, and then someone slammed the table and called me in, and the Lady Boss was outside just now, so if I didn't go in, then who would go in? I can't let the Lady Boss go in to solve this kind of thing right? If you want to drink it, we have to give it to them. "

"Forget it, forget it, are you stupid, right now those people inside can't drink anymore, only the greasy middle-aged man is still crying out loud, saying that he hasn't drunk enough, so he went to find an empty bottle for his sister and gave her some cold water. He probably can't drink anymore, and he looks like he's drunk too, so it's hard to tell what cold water is and what wine is."

[I don't really dare to believe what I just said. Would people believe me if I just gave him the cold water?] "Aiya, just believe me. He definitely can't drink anymore, he's already drunk to such a degree, how would he know what he's drinking. He just wants to satisfy his own heart and prove that he has a lot of alcohol. I've seen a lot of guests like this," Ye Zichen smiled and said.

Although he was skeptical of the beauty's words, he still did as the beauty said. He rushed to the bottles of wine in the hall this morning and picked one that was exactly the same as the one in their room, then went into the kitchen and drank a bottle of cold liquor. But when he opened the bottle, he found that there was some foam on the top of the wine.

But at this moment, I suddenly remembered that this morning, after cleaning up, I went to the front desk to check out the bill. Seeing that I worked too hard today, the Lady Boss even rewarded me with a bottle of Sprite and poured some into it, which had some bubbles on it. It seemed that I had thought of this trick and I also jumped up in excitement, running up to the second floor to hook up the bottle of Sprite on the sofa.

It was just as Meimei had said. The middle-aged man was now completely unconscious as he drank the wine, but he still kept pouring it into his mouth, not knowing whether he was drinking cold or white wine. I snickered in my heart, such a person only knows how to escape from reality all day long, but doesn't know what's proper. The person in the room has yet to leave, so I hurriedly cleaned up all the leftover food and scraps of paper in her room and left them on the second floor before sitting on the sofa again.

It seems like there's no hope for me to play with Beauty today. As it's currently summer and the temperature is over 30 degrees, my mouth is a little dry at the moment, so I might as well buy an ice cream from the canteen nearby. I thought about it myself and then hurriedly ran down to the second floor, but when I ran down the second floor and saw a red shadow flash past the door of the hotel's first floor, could it be that I was too tired to continue watching today?

I rubbed my eyes, but when I took a closer look, there was indeed a shadow that flashed past and headed over there. It turned out to be Fang Fang, he is also one of the 30 odd Miss Wine s, and Fang Fang was sitting outside the revolving door of the hotel crying. I didn't know why, but it seems that she was bullied by the guests again.

However, if you were to use your brain and think about it, in this profession, the pressure is simply too great. If you do such things as eating youth, if you are old enough, you would not have the appearance and body to attract customers, who would ask you to be a Miss Wine, this kind of profession would not last for many years, and furthermore, you have to be even more careful when dealing with these people who come here every day to comfort and resolve the emptiness.