Chapter 2965： To get in touch with no results, but to be slapped in the face

Chapter 2965 Asked for contact information but failed, but was slapped in the face

"Tch." Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes lazily, and said, "No, I don't have any friends here."

As she spoke, she hung up the phone.

…

front desk.

"How is it?" Fathead Fish saw the front desk of the hotel put down the intercom phone, put his hands on the marble table, poked his head forward, and asked, "What did she say?"

The front desk of the hotel looked a little embarrassed and didn't dare to face him: "Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry. She said that she doesn't know any friends here, so you must have made a mistake."

"Check her check-in for me." Fathead Yu was disappointed but didn't take it seriously, and immediately asked the front desk to check Qiao Nian's check-in information for him.

"This..." A look of embarrassment flashed across the face of the hotel receptionist.

Actually, according to the regulations, she shouldn't even make the phone call just now, let alone disclosing the guest's check-in information in private is a violation of the regulations.

It's just that she can't afford to offend the person in front of her.

The front desk of the hotel hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Zhang, wait a moment."

"Yeah." Fathead Yu was extremely patient in this matter and didn't rush her at all.

The front desk slides the mouse to search for the guests who have checked in before.

The 30-33 floors of their hotel have been booked out these days, and it is difficult for ordinary guests to book their rooms, so there are not too many people staying.

She quickly found the information on the fifth row above the form: "Found it!"

"What's her name, where did she come from?" Fathead Fish cared more than she did, and immediately asked, "And her contact information."

The front desk of the hotel quickly showed embarrassment, raised his head, and looked at him helplessly: "Ah, there is no information about her on this."

"?" Fathead Fish was taken aback for a moment.

I didn't understand the meaning of the front desk for a while: "What are you kidding? Why is there no check-in information...?"

"There is really no information about her check-in here."

The front desk of the hotel simply took a photo of him with his mobile phone and handed it to him: "Look at it."

Pantouyu took the mobile phone from her and looked at it with disbelief. Sure enough, the check-in information column was full of asterisks.

Name:*

age:*

The column for contact information is also an asterisk.

He read it carefully and found that there was only one place to fill in the information in the entire line, and that was the ID column showing the First Research Institute of Independent Continent!

"...Independent Continent?" Fathead Yu was startled, with a surprised expression on his face that he couldn't put away in time. He obviously didn't expect that Qiao Nian, who looked so young, would have anything to do with a place like Independent Continent.

Independence Continent is different from country m.

That place is as famous as the illegal area, and it is a well-known three-way zone, where there are everyone.

That girl came from a place like Independent Continent at such a young age, and is backed by an institution like the First Research Institute.

He had to think carefully.

He returned the phone to the front desk of the hotel, his face calmed down: "Okay, just forget it if you can't find it. I'll just think of a way."

The front desk of the hotel didn't know why he insisted on finding Qiao Nian's personal information. Hearing this, he put away his phone and didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he just became a qualified wooden person.

The fat-headed fish digested Qiao Nian's message from Independent Continent for a while, and became in a bad mood, so he said to the front desk: "It's going to be Qi Shao's birthday party soon. You should be more careful these few days, and don't let unknown people get confused Come in."

"OK."

"... and the elevators are blocked, don't allow people to enter the 30-33 floors these days."

The front desk of the hotel nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Mr. Zhang."

(end of this chapter)