The scumbag at the same table gave me a cub

Ye Tingqing didn't want to talk to him, just let him do whatever he wanted, and then he sat at the desk and read a book.

Song Hanqing didn't bother him when he saw that he was reading, but simply lay on the bed. He turned sideways and kept staring at Ye Tingqing's thin back.

"Why don't you look for things by yourself, why do you look at me." Ye Tingqing couldn't read the book because of his somewhat direct gaze, so he began to sketch on the draft pad.

It's just that as soon as he drew the outline of a head, he marked it with a red X in disgust and destroyed it.

Immediately turned to a new page, Ye Tingqing tried again, this time the outline of the head was well drawn, but the three courtyards and five eyes were still a little unclear, not only the obvious big and small eyes, but also the eyebrow peaks and the eyebrows on both sides The tail is also drawn a bit unsatisfactory.

It looks a bit like a black-faced evil spirit.

Ye Tingqing himself didn't even notice it, and sighed a little bored, thinking that he might as well just borrow the regular effect drawing ruler. Anyway, his focus is on the design of the clothes. As for the model's human body structure, it can be avoided if possible.

Ye Tingqing’s mother has a good career. She owns a large-scale garment factory. When she was a child, Ye Tingqing often went to various workshops to play. The old master in the field taught him.

His mother was very interested in him when she saw him, so she intended to let him develop in this direction. As soon as the summer vacation came, she immediately arranged various painting classes for him.

At that time, he had just graduated from elementary school, he was at the age of madness, and he also had a little rebellion that would only happen when he was about to enter adolescence. Ye Tingqing felt that not only was he deprived of the time to play wantonly, but he also had sex without his consent. I made a decision for him, and there was an instinctive repulsion in my heart. Naturally, I didn't study hard enough, and almost couldn't finish the homework in the sketch class.

It is also better to learn the course of hand-painted renderings.

When he was in a daze, Song Han stood quietly behind him, and naturally saw the rendering of the human body that had been painted by him so that it was already shapeless.

"Didn't you draw it really well?" Song Hanqing didn't understand, but he could tell that it was well drawn. A pose with one hand on hip, waist is waist, legs are legs, everything fits well take.

Ye Tingqing silently stuffed the exposed half of the rendering ruler into the book, he didn't bother to see the face of this person, he just said with some warmth: "I want to read the book, you can do whatever you want. "

"I didn't compliment you, it's really a good painting." Song Hanqing sat down beside him, and his eyes fell on the model wearing the V-neck mermaid dress again.

Ye Tingqing heard that his tone was quite sincere, and when he turned his head, he found that there was no false flattery in the man's eyes, so he tried to ask him, "Do you think I really draw well?"

"It's really good." Song Han said lightly, "Although I don't know much about women's clothing, I can tell that the style you designed is quite good."

"How is it not bad?" Ye Tingqing looked at him, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"I can't tell. Anyway, I just think it looks good." Song Hanqing felt that he couldn't answer this question, and he was at a loss for words on the question of women's clothing.

Ye Tingqing saw that his face was blushing a little, so she knew that it was a bit embarrassing for him, so she didn't pull him to ask questions.

The two of them went to the western restaurant for lunch. The banquet hall was short of staff, and many employees of the Chinese restaurant were transferred to help. When the two of them were halfway through eating, Liu Hai was coming out of the back kitchen of the western restaurant.

He looked so cautious that even Ye Tingqing could see something unusual.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart, always feeling that something would happen.

All afternoon, his heart was fluctuating, and he couldn't read the book. Song Hanqing saw his strangeness and asked him, "What's wrong with you? I've been absent-minded since lunch."

Ye Tingqing said it was fine, because he couldn't explain it himself, but he just felt a little inexplicably irritable.

This irritability lasted until the evening, when he had a complete idea.

The door of the room was open, and some noisy voices from downstairs came in one after another. There was a lot of movement, and he and Song Han exchanged glances and then headed towards the corridor.

The sound of doors opening came from other rooms one after another, and the faces of the people who came out of the room all had expressions of watching the excitement.

"What happened?" A man from the next room came over and asked.

Ye Tingqing shook his head, didn't speak, but said softly to Song Han beside him: "I want to go down for a while, are you going to rest in the room or go down with me?"

"Go down with you." While speaking, Song Hanqing had already closed the door.

When the two went down, a lot of people gathered in the lobby. Although it wasn't like the situation on the inner third floor and outer third floor, the scene was still too lively. Song Hanqing was tall, so he squeezed over and asked an employee Condition.

Ye Tingqing watched the situation silently from the side, and quickly understood the reason of the matter from the mouths of the onlookers.

——It turned out that because of the dishes, the customers of the two wedding banquets today complained to the Food Supervision Bureau.

It was only at this time that Ye Tingqing saw the innermost position. There were indeed two men in uniform standing there. They were recording something, and they could guess their identities just by looking at their outfits.

- From the Food Inspectorate.

Song Hanqing also returned to him at this time, and said to him: "I checked the situation, and there are two dishes that have problems."

Ye Tingqing frowned, and asked him, "Which two ways?"

"A piece of fish and a vegetable dish. The fish is not steamed, and the bamboo shoots are sour after eating." Song Hanqing said: "The problem with fish is easy to solve. If you pay a little money, it's over, but the problem with dishes is not good. It is estimated that the business will be suspended, and it will even be downgraded if it is serious."

After hearing his words, Ye Tingqing's brows tightened even more.

His father went on a business trip to Kyoto yesterday. The people who are handling this situation are the general manager of the hotel, the director of the catering department, the manager of the banquet hall, the director of sales, the executive chef and the lobby manager.

Ye Tingqing watched the development of the situation for a while, and after he managed to appease the emotions of the guests, he then headed in the direction of the management.

Song Hanqing silently followed behind him, with a serious look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Several executives gathered together, and when they saw Ye Tingqing's figure, they all looked a little unhappy.

"How was the talk?" Ye Tingqing was not in the mood to exchange pleasantries, and asked directly.

"The other party asked for 20 yuan in compensation." It was the general manager of the hotel who spoke, and he was from Hong Kong, and it was a bit difficult to speak Mandarin.

"So much?" The two are 40, which is a lot of money, and Ye Tingqing felt a little heartache for a moment.

"The other party is a shareholder of Zhongzhou Group, and they spent 70 million yuan on food alone." The team in charge of the sales director knew the situation very well, so they took the initiative to explain: "The consumption of alcohol and water will only increase. There are thousands of bottles of red wine, and the quantity of white wine is also small but refined."

This is a big customer, spending millions of dollars in a wedding banquet.

It is not too much to propose compensation of 20 yuan.

"Since it's the quality of the dishes, the supplier will naturally have to take care of it." Song Hanqing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted.

When Ye Tingqing heard the same thing, he followed suit and said: "That's right, the hotel can't bear all the responsibility. If this is really closed down for rectification, or if it involves a serious situation involving falling stars, the other party must be held accountable." For a hotel, closing down is not a small loss.

Naturally, the hotel management has no objection to their proposal.

Before leaving, Song Hanqing told the management about the encounter with Liu Hai in the hotel security box in the morning. When he mentioned Ye Tingqing, he immediately remembered the encounter with Liu Hai in the employee elevator.

A black plastic bag, seeing an acquaintance with a completely concealed behavior, obviously unusual.

The two of them told the management about a series of situations, and there was no need for him to follow up on the rest. After all, it was not for free to spend money to hire these people.

On the way back to the room, I saw guests pulling suitcases one after another. This was affected by the incident just now, and I felt that this five-star hotel that was in trial operation was not very professional.

Ye Tingqing's mood became worse and worse. When he returned to the room, he not only couldn't read the books, but he didn't even want to draw the style design drawings. He just lay on the bed, looking like he was moaning.

Song Hanqing sat down next to him, "Don't worry, you won't be shut down or starred." There was a sense of certainty in his voice.

"How do you know?" Ye Tingqing tilted his head and glanced at him.

Song Han basked in the sun lightly, pretending to be mysterious and said: "Now keep it secret, you just put a hundred hearts on it."

How can I rest assured, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing in Ye Tingqing's memory.

However, seeing that Song Hanqing looked confident, he asked casually, "You don't want to help me find a way to solve this problem, do you?"

Song Han moved towards him lightly, and looked at him with a smile on his face, "If I solve this problem for you, can you promise me one thing?"

Ye Tingqing felt that this person was telling a joke. His family had been in the hotel industry for decades, so he had some connections. He was worried, but he also knew that it was not a matter of going through connections. serious matter.

Seeing Song Hanqing's arrogant appearance now, it was rare for him to tease him, "Tell me, what's the condition?"

Song Han raised his head lightly, and he let out a sexy snort from his nasal cavity, "Save it for now, and I'll tell you when the time comes."

Ye Tingqing pursed his lips at him, but he didn't know that his lips were full and shapely, without deliberately moving his lips, it looked like pouting for a kiss, and it looked more like this with such movements.

Seeing this, Song Han lightly gritted his teeth and stabilized his mind.

He was afraid of saying, "I want to kiss you," or something like that on the spot.