The favor of a wealthy family: Madam’s vest fell off again

When Xia Mutang heard what Li Baixue said, he glanced at Li Jingshen again. He knew that Li Jingshen must be ready to kill Li Baixue again.

This damn girl really talks randomly regardless of the occasion. With so many people here, won't they save some face for her?

"Don't talk nonsense." Xia Mutang poked Li Baixue. Li Baixue originally meant to laugh. Seeing Xia Mutang's guilty look, she continued to smile and said, "Mu Tang, how far have you and him developed?"

"Can't you just say nothing?" Xia Mutang hit her on the head. "I feel like you talk a lot of nonsense. I have nothing to do with him. They are all rumors spread by the outside world. Do you understand?"

"I don't believe this is a rumor spread by the outside world." Li Baixue just didn't believe it, "Look at how close you two are."

"The two of us have nothing to do with each other." Xia Mutang repeated again, "Don't be such a gossip. Your uncle will beat you later if he finds out that you are such a gossip."

Li Baixue just couldn't understand the implication of Xia Mutang's words. She said, "My little uncle can't chase you anymore. Even if he hits me, it's too late!"

Faced with Li Baixue's rhetoric, Xia Mutang didn't want to say anything more. Anyway, her answer was good enough, and Li Baixue pulled her down if she didn't believe it.

Li Baixue originally thought that Wang Zhinan and Xia Mutang would share a room. Who would have thought that Xia Mutang would insist on sharing a room, so it became a room for one person.

Originally, Li Baixue thought that since Wang Zhinan didn't share a room with Xia Mutang, she would share a room with Xia Mutang, but Xia Mutang felt that Li Jingshen would definitely come over in the evening, so she said it would be more comfortable to have her own room.

Now that everything has been said, Li Baixue has nothing to say.

After several of them were assigned a room, there was no room left.

Because the Ming Dynasty is holding a celebration recently, many people come to visit them, and some people are invited to come, so the hotel rooms are simply not enough.

As they were about to go upstairs, they heard a very complaining voice coming from downstairs.

"We traveled thousands of miles to the Ming Dynasty, but all the hotels ran out of rooms. Is this the way of hospitality in your country?" The man spoke in a Chinese language, so Xia Mutang couldn't help but look back and found that it was really He is a Chinese.

After coming so far, I didn’t even have time to rest, so I had to look for a hotel right away. The hotel didn’t have any rooms. Of course, everyone would be angry.

If they had worked so hard to get to Ming Dynasty and wanted to take a rest but could not find a hotel room, then of course they would collapse. So Xia Mutang could understand their feelings, but it was impossible to shout to Xia Mutang with such lack of quality. from.

There were two or three people walking together. They were wearing suits and leather shoes. They should look like they had some status. That's right. Of course, those who could come to participate in the Ming Dynasty celebration were not ordinary people.

Faced with the difficulty, the waiter could only say softly: "Sir, I'm really sorry, because there are indeed too many people in our country recently, so it's not that we don't want to leave the room..."

Hearing these words, those people became even more upset and said directly: "I know you must have hidden some good rooms. Don't be afraid that we won't be able to live in them if you take them out. We will give you whatever money you have!"

"We really have no room, there is nothing we can do!" The waiter felt that they would find trouble, so she secretly called the manager. She was a newcomer and there was no way to deal with this kind of thing. She would annoy the customer later. Will be scolded by the manager.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the group became even more angry: "If you can't even give us your room, what's the point?"

The waiter didn't know how to deal with this matter, because the manager's phone couldn't be reached, so the waiter was also anxious. Recently, the hotels in Mingguo were really full, and some rooms even slept three or four people.

The Ming Dynasty was originally a small place with few hotels. It was not enough to build a few more hotels to welcome this celebration, but we could not build too many. When the celebration was over, those hotels would become decorations again. It is very detrimental to Ming Dynasty.

When the waiter explained these principles, they didn't listen at all. They felt that since they came to Mingguo and didn't even have a place to sleep, weren't they playing with their feelings?

The waiter blushed as he spoke, but it was useless no matter what he said.

Xia Mutang, who was about to leave, came back and checked out another room. Li Baixue felt strange: "Mu Tang, whose room are you checking out?"