The favorite of the wealthy group: Gu Shao has a soft spot

After rejecting Meng Qing twice in a row, Zhong Qing didn't dare to arrange a blind date for him, so she could only go with the flow and pretend that it didn't happen.

Zhong Zong also returned to his normal work, with endless contracts to sign and endless meetings to hold.

However, it was precisely because he was immersed in his work during this period that he discovered many things were wrong.

When Zhong Qing came out of the bedroom, she saw Zhong Zong sitting on the sofa in the living room looking at the documents.

"Brother, what's the matter? Don't you have to go to work today?" Zhong Qing poured a glass of water, and sat on the sofa beside him with his slippers on.

"The hotel's performance has declined sharply, and there are many resigned employees. Several businesses of the company are also showing a downward trend." Zhong Zong looked at the document, his brows twisted into twists.

"How could this be? Wasn't it fine before?" Although Zhong Qing couldn't read the document, she knew what Zhong Zong's words meant.

The company's performance has never experienced such a sharp decline, even when my brother first took over the company, it never happened.

"I'll take a look at the hotel sometime." Zhong Zong quickly made a plan, changed his clothes and prepared to go there.

"I'll go with you." Zhong Qing heard the words, turned around and ran upstairs, also hurried to change clothes, and wanted to go to the hotel with Zhong Zong.

"Are you going too?" Zhong Zong looked at Xiaoqing in surprise, there was no such plan in the plan.

Although I had this idea before, Xiaoqing has zero foundation after all, and it should be very difficult to keep up with the progress.

"Why are you surprised! I promise I won't bring you any trouble, okay?" Zhong Qing pouted and said coquettishly at Zhong Zong.

Although she didn't understand the company's affairs, of course she had to help when something happened to Zhong's family. Could it be that she watched her brother busy alone?
"Okay." Zhong Zong agreed with a smile, his eyes full of expectation.

The results of Ning Baoer's candid filming incident came out a long time ago. The so-called pinhole camera in the room was actually installed by the crew.However, the Zhong family did not follow this case to the end, and this result was the clearest result they knew.

Zhong Shengyun considered that Ning Baoer might have done it unintentionally, so he didn't make the result public.

Unfortunately, Zhong Zong and Zhong Qing went to the hotel where Ning Baoer stayed last time.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhong Zong heard someone arguing, glanced at the hotel lobby, and walked in after protecting Xiaoqing behind him.

And Zhong Qing also kept in mind not to cause trouble for her brother, and hid behind him obediently.

"If you say there is no one, then there will be none? We still have the information of several of us staying in your hotel. How can you say that the things were not lost by you?"

"Yes! There are also hotel towels. I took them out and tested them, but they failed the sanitary inspection at all. Tell me, do you want to use them privately or publicly?"

Zhong Zong listened to everything they had to say in silence, then stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

The people at the front desk saw Zhong Zong as if they had seen a savior: "Mr. Zhong, they are guests who stayed here two days ago. They checked out yesterday. Today they must say that they lost their computer here, but that room No one has ever lived in it, and there is nothing in it.”

"Call out their check-in information." Zhong Zong glanced at the two people, walked to the front desk, and called out their check-in information.

Zhong Qing followed Zhong Zong, looking at the two people.

The strange thing is that one of the two people said that the computer was lost, but he even wore the wrong suit and tie, and he didn't look like a businessman. How could such a large computer be lost?

And the other said that the hotel's towels failed the sanitary inspection. How can you be sure that the towels you took away are the towels that have been cleaned by the hotel?
"I don't know your name, sir?" Zhong Qing looked at the fat man, that is to say, the one who lost his computer, and asked softly.

Zhong Qing looks small and cute, and her elegant appearance is not aggressive, making strangers unguarded.

"My surname is Zhang." Mr. Zhang spoke with a strong foreign accent, but insisted on speaking Mandarin.

"Mr. Zhang is not a local, is he? It's hard work running so far." Zhong Qing thought about it in his head, but he didn't know where he was from, but Zhong Zong remembered something and looked up at Mr. Zhang.

After being said so by Zhongqing, Mr. Zhang immediately stopped talking.

Zhong Qing didn't take it to heart, and continued to ask: "Mr. Zhang said that the computer was lost. It's not a small item. I don't know if it was the computer or the computer bag?"

"It's all lost." Mr. Zhang said as little as he could, jumping out a few words.

"Are the things in the computer important? If not, we will pay you a computer first, so as not to delay Mr. Zhang's business." Zhong Qing asked considerately.

"If it's important, don't you need to pay? That's the contract of my company's project! Do you think it's important?" Mr. Zhang looked at Zhong Qing with greedy eyes and shouted.

"It's such an important thing, why didn't you find it immediately when you checked out?" Zhong Qing looked at the check-in information, which showed that they checked into the room at night, and they also left at night.

This time is also very intriguing - because of Ning Baoer's matter, the surveillance of the entire hotel will be turned off after nine o'clock to prevent unnecessary trouble.

This incident is well known.

Could it be that they chose to stay at night to take advantage of this loophole?

Mr. Zhang obviously sensed her doubts, and said with a stiff neck: "You open the door for business, why don't you let me live? If you don't want to do business, just say so! I won't come anymore!"

Facing Shang Zhongqing's bright eyes, Mr. Zhang guiltily looked away from her, and exchanged glances with the people around him.

"This is Mr. Liu, right?" Zhong Qing's soft voice sounded again, looking at the other person beside Mr. Zhang.

"It's me." Mr. Liu is much more confident than Mr. Zhang, "I'm a local. The reason why I checked in at night is that I just got off the plane. The time I arrived here was at night. I can't control the flight time of the plane. ?”

"Of course not." Zhong Qing still had a smile on his face, "You said that the hotel's towels failed the sanitary inspection, please show evidence to prove that the towels are our hotel's items."

"I took it from you, why don't you admit it?" Mr. Liu was full of books, and his morale was not weak when he spoke.

"Then trouble you to show evidence that before you took the towels away, no third person except the cleaning staff had touched them, nor had they been used by you." Zhong Qing asked.

Mr. Liu was also vaguely flustered: "How can I prove this? This is a matter of your hotel, don't try to shirk it on me. I have a professional inspection certificate!"

"I don't care about the certificate, I just want to know, what about the towel you are talking about? The towels of Zhongjia Hotel all have the hotel's logo. If it is really our towel, we will definitely not shirk our responsibility."

"Similarly, you must also produce the above evidence, otherwise we can only sue you for fraud and slander." Zhong Qing's eyes fell directly on Mr. Liu, as if to see through his face and see through his heart.

When they were arguing, the receptionist suddenly leaned into Zhong Zong's ear and whispered something, Zhong Zong shook his head.

"You two, let's go to the office and have a talk." Zhong Zong stood up straight and made a gesture of invitation.

The two were reluctant and wanted to leave, but were stopped by the hotel's security.

"About the compensation for you, we have to discuss it carefully." Zhong Zong bit the word "good" heavily, causing the two of them to tremble with fright.

After entering the office, Zhong Zong and Zhong Qing sat on both sides of the sofa, and the two of them sat on the sofa in the middle, stared at by the eyes of the two, feeling restless.

"You two, let's be honest, who sent you here to make trouble? How much did you pay?" Zhong Zong went straight to the point as soon as he opened his mouth, without hiding the slightest bit.

"Don't talk nonsense, we..." Mr. Liu wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by Zhong Qing.

"You said that you are a local, but your check-in information shows that you are not local. And you said that you came here as soon as you got off the plane. I am sorry to tell you that the local airport is more than 20 kilometers away from here, and there is also Zhong's near the airport. The hotel, but you chose this place, you can’t justify it anyway?”

Zhong Qing's voice was clear and clear, but it was like a small hammer, smashing the city wall in their hearts bit by bit.

"Mr. Zhang, you said that your contract is in the computer, but your tie is wrong, the collar of your shirt is not tidy, and your suit doesn't fit well. You don't usually wear these clothes, do you?"

"Don't look down on people!" Mr. Zhang was suddenly irritated, and he was about to make a move when he saw Zhong Qing, but Zhong Zong glanced over him, and the cold gaze made him regain his sobriety.

"It's not that I'm underestimating, it's just that I can't figure out why a person would choose clothes that he doesn't usually wear as everyday clothes?"

Zhong Qing is a cartoonist, he often observes other people's clothing habits, and has long had his own set of identification methods.

"I just want to wear it, can you control it!" Mr. Zhang still refused to admit that the veins on his neck were bulging.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to answer any of the above questions. You only need to answer one of my questions." Hearing this, Zhong Zong spoke slowly.

Mr. Zhang looked at Zhong Zong, feeling even more flustered, swallowed and said, "Say it."

"I once went to the construction site of Du's house. There was a backstage contractor. I remember it very clearly. He looked exactly like you, and even had the same accent."

Zhong Zong said, and slowly laughed: "Mr. Zhang, I don't know if you have a twin brother, or you are the one from the Du family?"

Hearing Zhong Zong's slow questioning, the expression on Mr. Zhang's face gradually became dull, with a stone hanging in his heart, he dared not make a sound.

"Mr. Liu, what about you?" Zhong Qing looked at Mr. Liu with an inscrutable smile, his gaze flicked back and forth between the two of them.

"It's none of our business, we're just doing things with money!" Mr. Zhang's legs were weak, and he didn't dare to look those two people in the eyes.

Mr. Liu still glared at him resentfully, but when it was his turn to be scrutinized by Zhong Zong and Zhong Qing, his legs couldn't help but soften.

"Whose money are you taking? What are you doing?" Zhong Zong asked two questions, but didn't give them a chance, so he asked the front desk to call the police.

On the way out of the hotel, Zhong Qing suddenly remembered the conversation between the front desk and her brother, and asked curiously: "Brother, what did the young lady at the front desk tell you? You shook your head, is it something important?"