777: C777 You Can Try

C777 You Can Try

"Cough cough, that little brother … Oh no! Comrade Sir, I'm sorry I didn't know you were … "

The taxi driver said to Ye Ling with a blush on his face and a hint of awkwardness in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, there aren't many people as courageous as you!"

Ye Ling laughed. This sentence was from the bottom of his heart.

Most people would pretend that nothing had happened when they met a criminal and got into their taxi. After all, if they called the police, it would be hard to protect the criminal from using him as a hostage. At that time, the criminal would put them in danger for nothing.

The driver scratched his head. Ye Ling was about to give him a taxi driver's money, but the driver refused to take it, so Ye Ling had no choice but to give up in the end.

After getting on the police car, Ye Ling was quickly sent all the way to the Yanjing's House Hotel. The policeman originally wanted to accompany Ye Ling to get a room, to see if he could get a discount from the hotel, but he was rejected by Ye Ling.

Are you kidding me? Going back to our hotel and finding an outsider to help with the discount?

"One room."

Ye Ling said to his sister, who was at the front desk.

"Sir, do you want a single room or a double room?"

The waiter looked at Ye Ling with a smile.

"Give me a presidential suite."

Ye Ling casually said.

Hearing that, the waiter was slightly surprised. Ye Ling asked, "What's wrong, is there someone already staying here?"

"No, sir, I'll handle it for you right away."

Only then did the waiter realize that he had lost his composure and hurriedly shook his head as he started to get busy.

Ye Ling was quite satisfied with this. No matter what, he had to at least show the attitude that a hotel should have.

From the looks of it, House was well-trained in the aspect of service quality. It seemed like Zhao Yan would have to pay a raise to the entire staff in this area when they got back.

"Sir, the presidential suite is on the top floor. I will take you there later. Here is your card."

At this moment, the front desk clerk's voice came over, then she handed over a card with both hands.

Ye Ling took it, then took out a black gold card and put it in her hand: "I'll be staying for a few days, the card will be here for now. If you don't have enough money, just deduct it from the card."

The waitress sister took the card and her mouth formed an 'O' shape. She opened her beautiful eyes wide and revealed a shocked expression.

Half of it was due to Ye Ling's modesty, and the other half was due to the card that Ye Ling handed to her.

Anyone who was able to enter the House Hotel to work more or less had some experience and knowledge of this card.

Citibank Black Card, one of the world's top credit cards. It can only be invited by the bank and does not accept active applications. It is said that it has an unlimited amount of credit cards.

After knowing Ye Ling's family background, looking at his extremely handsome appearance, the waitress' little sister's heart suddenly started beating crazily, as if she was a little deer that was bumping around.

Unfortunately, when she saw Holy Maiden on Ye Ling's back, her eyes dimmed.

"So beautiful. Is that his girlfriend?"

Although she was confident in her looks, she couldn't help but feel a bit inferior when compared to Holy Maiden. Although Holy Maiden's face was covered by a veil, she could still instinctively tell how beautiful Holy Maiden was as a woman.

Just as her imagination was running wild, she heard a voice from outside the hall.1

"Aiyo!" Wasn't this Young Master Chang? "What wind brings you here? Please, please, please."

A coquettish voice sounded. A middle-aged woman wearing a head waiter's uniform with heavy makeup led a man with average looks into the hall. Beside her were two hot looking women who were looking at the man with attractive eyes.

"I stayed in your presidential suite once last month. It's not bad. Do you have more today?"

The man with the average appearance was the one called Young Master Chang. He had a lecherous smile on his face as he rubbed the two girls beside him. This caused the two girls to giggle, their eyes were blurred, and they seemed dissatisfied.

Seeing this, the smile on Young Master Chang's face became even wider; he was about to lose control and become restless.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll get the front desk to handle it for you."

As the supervisor said, he ran towards the front desk.

"That head waiter... The presidential suite has just been booked by another gentleman. "

The front desk girl said with a troubled expression.

Hearing this, the foreman's face grew ugly to behold. He looked at Young Master Chang and saw the latter smiling at her, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Young master Chang, please wait a moment."

Seeing this, the foreman smiled apologetically. He then glared angrily at the big sister at the front desk and scolded, "You damned girl, who cares if he has an order or not, we can just let him change his room. At worst, we can just return the money and let him stay wherever he wants. Do you know who this young master Chang is?"

"But …"

The sister at the front desk frowned slightly, feeling very uncomfortable with the supervisor's attitude.

When she first came to the House Hotel to train, the trainer had insisted on treating all the guests the same, but wasn't the foreman treating them differently now?

"What do you mean 'can't be'? Hurry up! Who was the one that foolishly tried to snatch a presidential suite from Young Master Chang? Let him down! " The supervisor was angered.

"It's me."

At this moment, Ye Ling walked over and said lightly.

"You?"

The supervisor subconsciously glanced at Ye Ling's clothes, then a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes. He taunted directly: "Do you think you can afford to live in a presidential suite with such a poor appearance? "It can't be that he wants to do it for free..."

Before he could finish his words, the supervisor's voice was suddenly cut off, and his mouth dropped to the floor.

As the head waiter, the hotel manager had strictly requested for her to recognize him. In fact, not only the head waiter, but every other hotel attendant had been required to know Ye Ling, however, this front desk lady had just been hired into the House Hotel, and today was only her first day of work. She did not have enough time to get to know Ye Ling's identity, but from the start, she felt that Ye Ling was familiar.

However, she didn't expect that the person who had been talking to her was actually dreaming in the hearts of tens of thousands of women!

"You … "You are …"

After a long while, the supervisor stammered out a question, but before he could finish, an arrogant voice sounded from the side, "Fuck, didn't you say there is a room? Do you want to set it up for me or not? "Stop talking nonsense. Do you believe that I won't order my men to tear down this crappy hotel of yours just because I got them to wait?"

Hearing that, Ye Ling's gaze shifted to the other party. The corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smile, and he said: "Alright, you can try."

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