Strongest Deceptive System

"I'm sorry, sir." At this time, the waiter apologized and said, "room 838 is occupied."

"Someone?" After listening to the waiter's words, the middle-aged man subconsciously glanced at Shang Liang, thinking that he could not lose face in front of the rich second generation, so he frowned and said, "don't you know I'm a VIP member of the imperial pavilion?"

With that, the middle-aged man took out a silver card, shining silver.

"Silver card members have a lot of privileges in the imperial Pavilion. They can enjoy the rights of no appointment, changing rooms and so on, which are better than ordinary members." The middle-aged man said with a proud face, "in such a high-end hotel as the imperial Pavilion, silver card members are the symbol of identity."

"But," the waiter stammered, "it's really hard to make a reservation for room 838!"

"Not easy?" On hearing this, the middle-aged man snorted and said, "then tell me, are they silver card members? If so, I'll leave without saying a word. If not, then I should enjoy the treatment of my silver card membership. "

"This..." the waiter replied, "they are not silver card members indeed."

"It's over." The middle-aged man groaned, "can't you even protect the rights and interests of silver card members in such a big imperial pavilion?"

"All right." The waiter looked helpless and said, "I'll try to communicate with the guests in room 838."

"It's negotiation, not communication." The middle-aged man corrected.

The waiter entered room 838 and came out soon.

When the middle-aged man saw him, he asked, "how about it? Do they want to give it to me?"

"Sir, the guests in room 838 ask you to negotiate with them in person." The waiter shrugged and said helplessly: "I can only hurt you."

"Hum, what kind of guest is so unruly!" When the middle-aged man listened to the waiter's words, he immediately felt that he had no light on his face in front of Shangliang and said angrily, "I don't believe it. As a silver card member, I can't compare with these ordinary guests!"

With that, the middle-aged man rushed to room 838.

Shangliang looks on the middle-aged man's action coldly, and wants to see how capable the boss of the second-generation live broadcast platform is.

However, let still good surprise is, not a moment, middle-aged man came out.

When the middle-aged man went out, his face was full of insincere smile, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "brother, please use it slowly. I'm sorry to disturb you!"

Seeing the middle-aged man's low voice and changing his righteous words, Shang Liang couldn't help but wonder, who are the guests in private room 838 that can make the middle-aged man so afraid?

The middle-aged man came up to Shang Liang and suggested, "it's not bad for money, or let's change to a private room."

"Aren't you a silver card member? Can't you enjoy the priority of changing private rooms? " Shangliang said, "with such good welfare, why change rooms?"

"This..." three black lines appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead, and he said with no face: "the guests in room 838 are really hard to provoke."

"Oh, really?" Shang Liang narrowed his eyes and said: "how hard it is to be provoked. Is it the leader of the state or the leader of the underworld sitting in it?"

"Neither." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "they..."

"I'm very curious to meet these mysterious people." Shang Liang saw the middle-aged man's desire to talk and stop. He raised his mouth slightly and said, "you wait here. I'll go and have a look."

Shangliang left the middle-aged man who wanted to dissuade him and walked quickly to room 838.

He reached out and pushed open the door of the private room. Immediately someone said, "asshole, I don't want to change my room. Do you still want me to beat you?"

Shang Liang glanced at the man sitting in the private room. With a smile, he said, "is it you?"

"Shigong?" At this time, sitting in the middle of the position of a big man stood up, surprised: "you old man how come?"

This man is the number one apprentice of Muay Thai club, Xu Wenlong.

"Ha, what kind of overlord am I sitting in this private room? It turns out that you are your disciples and grandchildren!" Shang Liang narrowed his eyes and said, "you guys, you don't abide by the rules here when you come to eat in the imperial Pavilion. Do you want songchai to communicate with Qixin river for you?"

"It turns out that the guy who just came in and asked us to change the private room is with you, Shigong!" Xu Wenlong suddenly realized, "Shigong, I'm so sorry. I didn't know he was your man. Otherwise, if you give me ten courage, I won't dare to make a mistake!"

"I believe that." Shangliang leisurely music road.

"Well, brothers, since the master wants this private room, let's change places." Xu Wenlong said to the others, "don't sit down. Get up quickly."

These people take Xu Wenlong's lead. Since Xu Wenlong has spoken, others have got up one after another and gave up the private room to Shang Liang.

When Shangliang came out of private room 838, Xu Wenlong and other people gave him an overwhelming support, which made Shangliang have the style of a king.

For those who engage in fighting like Xu Wenlong, only those who are better than them will get their respect from the bottom of their hearts. Shang Liangzheng is such a strong man.

Seeing that Shangliang was surrounded by the guests in room 838, the middle-aged man was stunned and couldn't believe it.

When Shang Liang came to the middle-aged man, he was still dazed.

"What are you doing?" Shangliang mouth slightly a Yang, said: "hurry to let the waiter to clean up, we'll go to room 838 to discuss the details."

"Oh, yes!" The middle-aged man came back and quickly nodded: "I'm going to order."

The middle-aged man rushed to the waiter.

After Xu Wenlong changed his room, Shangliang returned to room 838.

Seeing Shangliang coming in, the middle-aged man obviously lost his pride. He stood up and opened his seat for Shangliang. He said enthusiastically: "no money, please sit down!"

Shang Liang waved his hand and said with a smile, "you're welcome."

At the thought of these vicious people being so polite to Shangliang, the middle-aged man felt like he was on pins and needles. He carefully said, "Mr. Qian, please tell me your name. I can't call you Mr. Qian all the time."

"Shang Liang. A noble man is a good man of conscience. " Shangliang said, "of course, I'm not bad for money. It's not impossible for you to call me Mr. money. Introduce yourself? "