Kuai Chuan: My host was targeted by Xing Jiao again

Hotel reception……

"What?? No... No room??" Zhefeng looked at the front desk, "How is it possible, I have lived in your hotel for two months, and it is obviously the off-season for tourism in Hengdian, how could there be no room?"

"Mr. Zhefeng, I'm really sorry. Just 10 minutes ago, a person booked all the vacant rooms in our hotel at once on the Internet." The front desk lady in charge of check-in at the hotel smiled and was polite.

"Who is that person? Why do you book so many rooms by yourself? At least one room will be allocated." Zhefeng frowned.

"Sorry, the hotel stipulates that the identity information of the guests cannot be disclosed." The front desk lady was conscientious.

"This is Hengdian. Maybe some crew is going to come over for filming, so they asked the staff to reserve all the remaining rooms in this hotel." Behind Zhefeng, Sheng Minghao patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

"Then what should we do? Why don't you just change to another hotel?" Zhefeng turned around and discussed with Sheng Minghao.

"I'm going to board the plane with you early tomorrow morning. The hotel is too far away and it's inconvenient." Sheng Minghao made an excuse.

Too……

"Why don't I make do with staying in your room tonight?" Sheng Minghao was ambitious.

"This...not good..." Zhefeng stared at Sheng Minghao suspiciously.

At night, lonely and widowed.

"I can sleep on the sofa." Sheng Minghao had a cute face.

"This...isn't appropriate..." Let the boss sleep on the sofa?How big is your heart.

"I think it's quite appropriate." Sheng Minghao retracted his fangs and made himself look as kind, gentle, and harmless as possible...

"Then..." Zhefeng hesitated for a moment.

"It's such a happy decision. Let's go upstairs. We have to catch a plane tomorrow morning." Sheng Minghao took Zhefeng's wrist and walked towards the elevator.

"Sir, if you want to stay in a hotel, you need your ID card to register here." The hotel receptionist smiled at Sheng Minghao.

"Hmm." Hearing this, Sheng Minghao took out his ID card from the pocket of his windbreaker and handed it to the front desk of the hotel.

Holding Sheng Minghao's ID card at the front desk, in front of the computer, after flipping through the operation, his face was full of surprise, "Sir, you..."

Sheng Minghao raised his head and gave him a deadly look, which made the front desk shut up in fright.

"Are you ready to register?" Sheng Minghao stared at the front desk coldly, warning her not to talk nonsense.

"Okay... okay..." The front desk was terrified by Sheng Minghao's gloomy eyes, and quickly handed Sheng Minghao the ID card in his hand.

Sheng Minghao took his ID card and put it back in his pocket. Unlike the cannibalistic expression he had when he was dealing with the front desk of the hotel, he became amiable in minutes, and came to Zhefeng's side in a good mood, "It's done, let's go." Bar."

"Do you really want to sleep on the sofa??" Man is also a boss...

"Then I can sleep on the bed??" If Sheng Minghao had a tail, he would have already wagged it...

"Then you'd better sleep on the sofa."

"It's really strange. The rooms in this hotel are usually empty." Zhefeng, who lived in this hotel for two months because of filming, complained to Sheng Minghao while getting into the elevator.

"Maybe... I'm not very lucky." Sheng Minghao followed Zhefeng with a smile.

until the elevator closed its doors.

The front desk of the hotel breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the computer screen again.

10 minutes ago, all the reserved rooms had the three characters "Sheng Minghao" written on them.

Spending so much money in one go, just to sleep on the sofa? ?

I really don't understand what the rich people think in their hearts nowadays.