It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

The lobby manager's professional level is still very high.

Within half a minute, Baiyang got his ID card back.

There are also "camp gifts" prepared by the hotel and the program team for the contestants.

"This is your room card, 909. Go up the stairs on the right and go straight to the aisle on the right."

After the lobby manager finished speaking, a waiter came forward to take the suitcase behind Bai Yang. He is a really good-looking little brother who is always lovable.

Some contestants: So the service of helping luggage is a lottery, right?

Waiter: It’s because my face doesn’t deserve plastic surgery!

Throwing the room key, Baiyang walked to the stairs and tilted her head. Did she arrive earlier? How come no player hit me?

When the waiter behind him saw it, the contrast was so cute that it was killing!

Such a good-looking brother, why can't he be a girl?

After the elevator door closed, the lady at the front desk asked the lobby manager in a low voice.

"Brother Heng, isn't the 9th floor reserved for those people? What?"

The lobby manager looked at the small front desk.

He sighed and said: "The further down the floor, the smaller and more shabby the rooms are, and the more suitable they are for a running companion. Do you think this person just now will be a running companion?"

The young lady at the front desk recalled that shocking face and shook her head.

He looked at the check-in information card again, "Bai Yang, personal trainee."

"Could he be this year's hidden dark horse?"

The lobby manager was checking the remaining room cards that had not been sent out, and gave a somewhat cold answer.

"Anyway, with this temperament and this face, there should be no one below the ninth floor."

Just as the lobby manager was about to sit back in his seat, an intercom call came over.

"It belongs to the general manager!"

The girl at the front desk has a sharp eye and will pick it up.

The lobby manager was worried that something was wrong with the players, so he rushed over.

"Mr. Fu, I'm Ah Heng. What can I do?"

Mr. Fu on the phone was a little anxious, "Have you brought Master Bai back?"

The lobby manager touched his bald head and said, "Master Bai?"

Suddenly, Zheng Heng's eyes locked on the latest check-in information card.

"Is it Master Baiyang?"

Mr. Fu said in a loud voice, "Yes, don't say anything when you see the young master. Send him to the presidential suite on the twelfth floor and get a room on the ninth floor by the way."

The young lady at the front desk took a breath when she heard the sound, which young master is this!

As soon as the lobby manager saw the "Bai" name, he probably guessed it.

After realizing this, Mr. Fu was surprised that he had just "a discerning eye."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Fu, I just sent the young master to the ninth floor. Can I go up and invite him to the twelfth floor now?"

The lobby manager asked in a low voice, and the lady at the front desk seemed to have just reacted.

Although this hotel says "Huangfu", it was acquired by the "Kyoto Bai Family" ten years ago. Now, isn't it just "White"?

Looking at the naturally noble face on the screen, the girl at the front desk had starry eyes.

The lobby manager was still saying to the other end of the phone, "Yes, yes, okay, no problem."

Retract the line and look at the screen.

"Hide your mouth tightly." The lobby manager turned his head and took a deep look at the front desk lady.

"Brother Heng, don't worry, our young master will be protected by me!"

The lady at the front desk stood up quickly and saw three people outside the lobby walking into the revolving door, dragging suitcases that were more than half a person's height.

He whispered: "Leave this place to me, Brother Heng, hurry up!"

The lobby manager entered the password from under the table, took out the premium room card with the best view on the twelfth floor, and ran towards the elevator with big strides.

The elevator soon stopped at the ninth floor.

In the room, Bai Yang looked at the hotel room. Although it was much simpler than his "golden nest", it was still good overall.

In her previous life, she usually went out with this configuration.

As soon as I washed my hands and prepared to check the camera, the doorbell rang.

Outside the electronic peephole, the lobby manager smiled brightly.

"Master, I am the hotel manager Zheng Heng. We have a presidential suite on the twelfth floor. Do you want me to help you carry your luggage up there?"

After hearing these words, Baiyang felt a little moved.

After letting the person in, his cold face still looked as indifferent as water.

"What's more on the twelfth floor than here?"

Zheng Heng took a breath quietly, and it turned out that he was indeed a young master who cared about more things rather than "having something."

"Master, there are more private rooms on the twelfth floor with 24-hour Michelin three-star chef team service, as well as your personal butler. There is a public room on the ninth floor of the entertainment room with the same function. You have a private room on the twelfth floor."

After hearing this, Baiyang probably knew what he was talking about.

“Where do the other contestants live?”

Bai Yang said as he walked, the valuable watch was thrown by Bai Yang on the porcelain plate in the entrance hall, and the sound of it being hit startled Zheng Heng.

It is better for my young master to be on the twelfth floor. If something is lost, he will die miserably!

"Small companies and small studios send them, usually on the seventh floor."

"The bigger companies and studios are on the eighth floor. They are pretty well-known, but some of the people who came with the team are also on the eighth floor."

"There are only 10 rooms on the ninth floor. The other eight are for those who are most likely to debut, mainly sent by big companies. The ninth room is yours, and the last room is empty."

Zheng Heng said, handed over his tablet, logged out of WeChat, and opened the customer management software, "Master, look, this is the information of the players."

Baiyang took it and flipped through it casually. Okay, I don't know many of these names. I have to work on it later.

Call up the QR code of your friend and say, "Go and collect everyone's information for me. I'll take a look at it tonight."

Someone doesn't have to be a fool.

Zheng Heng added his young master's friend with a solemn expression. He should be the only one among the staff of Huangfu Hotel who has a young master's friend.

The sky will come down to the people of Sri Lanka.

Looking at Baiyang, he is obviously the youngest player among the players he has ever received!

There is a sense of distance in the coldness, and there is a bit of ferocity hidden in the pretense of arrogance.

If such a young master is tainted by the muddy waters of the entertainment industry, his first sin will be unforgivable!

He will protect the young master well!

"Okay, Master, don't worry, Master."

Bai Yang quickly interrupted Zheng Heng's "casting" and said with some displeasure: "Don't call me young master here."

Zheng Heng was a little embarrassed, but he thought that if the young master's identity was exposed, more messy things would probably come to the young master.

As expected of the young master, he thinks meticulously in this aspect!

"Okay, Bai...contestant." Zheng Heng tried to change his words.

Take the key to 12A on the twelfth floor and ask someone to get down.

Baiyang glanced at the closed door, and then followed the online tutorial to find if there were any hidden cameras in the room.

Nope!

After Bai fussed over it, Bai Yang also felt that his behavior was a bit funny.

The vibrating sound of a mobile phone came to my ears.

Open WeChat and confirm that you have logged out of your Tournesol account.

Now this one belongs to the original owner, why do so many friend requests suddenly appear?