CEO's Kawaii Wife

"It's nothing. I met a guy who looks down on others just now. Things should be solved soon. You don't have to worry. On the contrary, I have to thank you for your hospitality." Mu zikun didn't put Zhao Ming's idiot down at all. He just gave him some face because of his manager's identity. Now the facts are in front of him. Are you worried about his tricks?

"Is it? Is it solved? It's all because I don't have a blue sky hotel to explain clearly that Mr. Mu has such an embarrassing situation, right? I'm really sorry. What about Miss Ann? Is she all right? " John felt a bit of remorse.

"It's almost solved. Thanks to one person in this hotel, you don't need to blame yourself. Who makes your identity so mysterious? Who would have thought that the three of us would be friends of a VIP on the seventh floor? It's not their fault. " Mu zikun is pleading for Li Huo. Although he does not know John's real identity, high-ranking people will have a common sense, and will never let their face hang. Such a phone call will not only make Zhao Ming pay the due price in the future, I am afraid that all parties involved in blue sky hotel will be punished, which mu zikun does not want to see.

"Oh? Is it? It seems that Mr. Mu really has a lot of friends. Could you please tell me the name of your hotel friend and thank her very much if I go again. " John's words have more meaning.

Mu zikun spoke for a while, but after thinking about it, even if he told it, it was no big deal. So he quickly told John Li Huo's name: "her name is Li Huo, also known as Malina. She is a French girl who grew up in Northeast China. As soon as we meet, she helps us everywhere. It's thanks to her that things can be solved." Mu zikun said objectively.

"Li Huo, a very good name. I will thank her face to face if I have the chance." John said this with a slight implication.

"That's good. We are also worried that our thanks are not enough to express. With you, Mr. John, I'm much relieved. I'll thank you here first." Mu zikun looked at Li Huo who was trying to dissuade Zhao Ming and said softly.

"Well, I'll just settle the matter. I'll hang up first. I hope Mr. and Mrs. Mu have a good meal. In addition, don't starve Miss mu." John said jokingly.

"Don't worry. No one will starve my own daughter. Mr. John, you should be busy. I'll call you later in the evening." Mu zikun didn't want to disturb John any more. After all, it was because of these things that he disturbed others every time. Mu zikun would be embarrassed.

"Well, that's it. Goodbye." John quickly hung up the phone, mu zikun did not have any curiosity, but at the other end of the phone, John hung up the phone, and at the same time, a phone call from the office of a direct person in charge of blue sky hotel rang.

"Hello, who is it?" This person in charge is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has nothing to do all day, but today he has been sitting in his office. Because he has received the news that the person in charge of blue sky hotel will come to his French branch to inspect today. So even if he has nothing to do in weekdays, he still has to put on a costume.

"I am My friend went to blue sky branch, you can The manager dealt with it directly, and the girl named Malina immediately brought it up. I hope that in 30 minutes, I can simply wear the manager's clothes on Malina... " The voice on the other end of the phone was particularly loud, but the middle-aged man did not dare to have a trace of disrespect. This person is the person in charge who should have arrived today.

"OK, I understand. I'll do it right away. I'll make sure Mr. Mu is satisfied. OK, I know. OK."

The middle-aged man hung up after a series of "yes". He is bitter in his heart. The idiot manager in this population is who he is. He must let his son Zhao Ming deal with it well, and he can be neutral and authoritative in his colleagues. At the thought of this, the wrinkles on the middle-aged face seem to kill a mosquito.

Just wanted to call his baby son, the phone on the desk rang again.

"Hello, is that dad? I've met a few difficult guests here, and I'm going to get rid of them at once It's not someone else. It's Zhao Ming's voice.

"Son, can you save snacks for Dad? You've almost flattened the road that dad built for you. Can you give a good performance? Listen, those people are handed over to others to handle. Now there is an important thing you must do, and your prestige will soon be established." A middle-aged man is not too iron-free.

"What's so important? Has such a big effect? " Zhao Ming is now being entangled by Li Huo. She can't get close to Mu zikun. She can only ask her father for help.

"Isn't an important person coming to visit the hotel today? He called just now. It turns out that he didn't come. His friend came instead of him. But I don't know that stupid manager stopped them on the first floor and refused to let them in. Now you go and deal with the manager. As long as you handle this matter well, dad will protect you from being the same... " Middle aged people are still talking on the other end of the phone, but Zhao Ming on the other end of the phone is not good.

Why does Zhao Ming think that the stupid manager in his father's mouth is so like himself? The important guest, the guest's friend, is stopped by some manager on the first floor, this said is not oneself?"Mr. Steve, do you have an important reservation on the seventh floor, sir?" At this time, Zhao Ming didn't make a fool of himself in front of Li Huo. Now he felt that his world outlook was a little shaky.

"Yes, what's the matter? That's John Steve. He's our blue sky What's the matter? " The middle-aged man noticed something was wrong, so he quickly asked his son what was going on.

When Zhao Ming heard the word "yes", he felt that he was not good. He was lucky just now, but now his father's words directly let him run away.

"It's nothing. It's just a bit of a coincidence. I happen to be the stupid manager, and the person I'm facing is Mr. John's friend. I just happened to be the one with no eyes." Zhao Ming said when very calm, perhaps know his own end is such a, so it is particularly calm.

"How could it be? What's the matter? Don't worry about it. Maybe it's just the wrong name. In fact, there's a man named John Steve who just made a reservation on the wrong floor Middle aged people are still trying to make the final struggle.