Universal system must die

Chapter 8, This Hotel Was Originally Owned by My Dad

Mr. Rong was afraid of taking a little responsibility. This charity auction was held in their hotel, and he was the one who helped bring it all together.

Such a big mistake, how to explain to the general manager, the image of the hotel has plummeted, and people from the charity committee will blame it.

Looking at the scene of the two girls being wronged, as the instigator, how could He Ming see them being wronged.

"Mr. Rong, fire them!"

The two girls looked at him in surprise, not believing that a kind and just guest could say such a thing.

"Of course I want to fire them, and I will go to jail with you, sabotage charity, and make fun of disaster relief donations. Do you know how morally corrupt this is? It's useless to have a son."

Mr. Rong roared ferociously and angrily.

He Ming smiled badly, took out a receipt for [-] million to clear the account, and directly smashed it on Mr. Rong's pig's head.

"Do you know what it's called now, slap in the face? Pretentious? Bah, you are not qualified to let brother do this."

Mr. Rong looked at the bill receipt issued by the hotel in surprise, and saw the painting "Girl in the Field" next to him, and he suddenly understood.

It's not a liar, it's a rich second generation, a rich man.

"Brother, your lesson is too correct. I need to learn from you. What's your name, brother?"

Mr. Rong changed his address in an instant, and his humble attitude made people unable to get angry, and it surprised a few people that they were completely different from each other.

He Ming snorted coldly, money is not omnipotent... so what is omnipotent, a universal system that relies on failure?

"The dog system, the dog system... oh, it seems to have crashed, and it really isn't reliable."

He Ming ignored him, his heart was uplifted.

"Just call me brother, Lao Rong, is that beautiful star painter in the hotel, take me to meet him."

"This one……"

This master's attitude is indeed the style of the rich second generation, but Michelle didn't talk to the rich second generation at all, and many people hit a wall.

As expected, Mr. Rong knew how to be a good person. He only hesitated for a second and agreed immediately. Anyway, it was not his fault that he couldn't see Michelle when he went somewhere.

Jingjing and Qi Yun kept silent, and complained to He Ming, how could they encourage the treacherous and cunning President Rong to leave them.

"You two, I want to invite you to be my personal assistants, what do you see?"

"Ah, personal assistant?" The two women looked at each other.

"My dear guest, I'm sorry I can't promise you, I'm still in school."

He answered quietly and respectfully, with a face of shame.

Qi Yun was a little hesitant, and as a rich second-generation assistant who handed out [-] million for charity, her status would undoubtedly rise a lot.

She is very confident about her appearance, she is nearly [-] years old and well maintained, if it is not required by the hotel, she must dress up maturely, and wear a dark blue hotel uniform to look old-fashioned.

Under the image of casual clothes, she is also a youthful and energetic beauty, who looks no more than 25 at most.

"Think slowly."

Patting her on the shoulder and leaving a word, He Ming followed Mr. Rong to find Michelle.

Time went back to Michelle's room half an hour ago.

The manager was sweating profusely, and Michelle bit her lips silently. Anyone who knew her knew that she was embarrassed and lost in thought.

"Xue'er, who is the person who took the picture of your painting? Was he deliberately arranged to do this, or is he a pure liar?"

"Sister Xi, it's useless to be anxious now, hasn't the company already started emergency public relations?"

"You silly girl, you have to figure out if someone is doing something small. Look at the scolding on the Internet. The two groups of fans are about to start a fight."

Michelle doesn't understand these things. She is an artist, a singer, and a painter. She can achieve the ultimate in professional knowledge, but she doesn't know anything about people's hearts.

Da da da!
There was a knock on the door. Sister Xi walked over and opened the door, and saw that the person coming was Tian Qi.

"Hello, sister Xi, let me come and see sister Xue'er."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Sister Xi's answer, she opened the door and walked in.

"Tian Qi?"

Michelle was a little surprised. The two of them didn't deal with each other and had little contact with each other.

Tian Qi sat down angrily, and said with a smile: "Sister Xue'er, I know you are not happy about being cheated. My sister came to talk to you to relieve the boredom. Who do you think is so wicked to deceive my sister?"

Michelle glanced at Tian Qi.

How can this be comforting, let's just watch the fun!

"Tian Qi, what do you mean by posting that Weibo? What do you mean paintings are worth more than me?"

It's just that you are meaner than painting.

Tian Qi winked and smiled, and said, "I love you so much, I don't mean it because I'm afraid you might misunderstand, so why don't I see you face to face?"

Michelle was speechless. She dared to speak, but Tian Qi concealed it very well and didn't give her a pigtail at all.

"After reading it, you can go."

"Hey, why are you like this? You don't know a good heart, right? You are going to be in trouble."

"Sister Xi, open the door to see off the guests."

Michelle's voice was cold and unmoved.

"Giggle..."

Tian Qi actually smiled, her eyes flashed with disdain, and her voice was a little louder, "Michelle, I won't pretend to be with you anymore, the matter of being cheated at the auction will definitely be published in the newspaper tomorrow, do you think you can still be as good as before?" Huo, advertisers will still seek your endorsement?"

Michelle looked at her indifferently, "Tian Qi, I'm an artist, and I have my professional ethics. Is it really that important to be hot or not? Please leave and don't bother me anymore."

"Hmph, Mi..."

clap clap clap!
There was a burst of applause, and He Ming came in through the door opened by Sister Xi, "That's right, I like actresses with virtue, especially such beautiful actresses."

"Who are you, you, what's your business, go away quickly."

Tian Qi said in disgust.

He Ming looked at Tian Qi's eyes, she was not bad looking, but a woman with a bad heart, no matter how beautiful she is.

We are the rich second generation who are just, kind, and have ideals. If we don't have this ideal, we can have a hundred confidantes in the future.

Impossible. I, He Ming, think of ten at most. One hundred is the author’s ideal!

"That old Rong, drive me out of the hotel."

Mr. Rong was a little embarrassed. He couldn't afford Shenghua Entertainment, and he couldn't afford Datang Film and Television either.

Tian Qi smiled proudly, "I want to get rid of my aunt, but I don't care whose land this is. Today I just signed an endorsement letter of intent with Gabe Crown. Mr. Rong, please get rid of this person immediately."

"Gabby Crown?"

He Ming was taken aback for a moment, and soon remembered that the name of this hotel was Jiabei Crown International Hotel.

Who the hell gave this name? It’s so ugly!
Mr. Rong was even more embarrassed, why did he get angry with others?

"From this moment on, Jiabei Crown will not ask Tian Qi to endorse, Lao Rong, and send her out of the hotel."

A majestic voice came from outside the door, Mr. Rong trembled when he heard it, and immediately bent over 45 degrees to welcome the visitor.

"Hi Mr. He, I will carry out your order immediately, Miss Tian please!"

Tian Qi couldn't help being taken aback when she heard Mr. He's words, and then became anxious. This is the letter of intent for endorsement that she did her best and performed eighteen martial arts on Mr. He.

Tian Qi Jiao Didi asked, "Mr. He, why?"

He Shan said calmly: "Because you have offended Crown Prince Gabe, my dear cousin He Ming."

"You, you, you are the Crown Prince Gabe..."

Tian Qi was dumbfounded, seeing that He Ming was stuttering, she knew very well the strong strength behind Gabe Crown.

He Ming: "Ah, I really am... Oh, now that I think about it, I really am."

(End of this chapter)