Super system city crazy exchange

Liu Shuhao was so angry that he could only take out his 24K gold and diamond mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed it.

Honk...... Honk...... Toot ....

"Hello, the front desk of Culture Oriental Hotel, what do you need to help you?"

"Hey, front desk, I'm Jeremy Liu, quickly find someone to open the door of the presidential suite for Ben Shao, this presidential suite is less baggage!"

Although the front desk knew that Liu Shuhao was a second-generation rich person, he was a little cautious when he received his call request.

She smiled and checked the check-in information on the computer for him.

The gentle young lady on the other end of the phone replied politely: "Hello Mr. Liu, the presidential suite has been occupied, and there is a VIP VIP room, do you need it?" Listening

to the customer service's answer, Liu Shuhao was extremely disappointed, and his anger increased a little.

"I'll pay three times the room money and let the turtle grandson inside get out for the labor and management!"

Originally, because the cost of next month was not much, Liu Shuhao moved into room 1088, which has a fairly wide view and an affordable price.

But the fact of styling made him angry, and this time he did not open the door of the presidential suite, and his Liu Shuhao's name was written backwards.

This can make the customer service sister a little embarrassed, how can there be a reason to let the guests who have already stayed out!

What's more, this VIP customer is a presidential suite that has been chartered for a month, how can someone who is willing to spend money like this be offended.

"Sorry, our hotel does not have such rules, or you should change to the VIP room, that room does not have to be much worse than the presidential suite!"

Liu Shuhao said east, but the customer service sister understood it as west.

The anger in his heart drove Liu Shuhao's hand up, and he slammed the mobile phone on the ground.

But his 24-carat diamond-encrusted phone wasn't damaged in the slightest, after all, the hotel was carpeted.

"Trash, garbage! When labor and management obtain the right to operate, don't you buy this broken hotel! The

people in the room listened to a joke, and Liu Shuhao could only helplessly look like a splash, still patting at the door of the presidential suite.

Mike and several assistants stood in the room without daring to move at all, for fear that they would make some noise and provoke the irascible man outside the door.

Liang Chen sat on the sofa, feeling a little bored in his heart.

Great mood, just disturbed by the splash of skin at the door!

He got up and walked to the door, wanting to open the door and beat him up.

Who knows, when he just reached the door and reached out to hold the doorknob, there was no sound at the door.

From the cat's eyes, I only saw Liu Shuhao kicking the trash can all the way into the elevator.

"Oh, just this quality, I want to have a stylist, it's really naïve!"

Mike wanted to ask Assistant One what happened at the beginning, and from Liu Shuhao's tone, it seemed that it was because he hit someone, which was so hot.

"Did you hit someone?"

"No, teacher, it's not what you think, it's that person, he's so disgusting.

Before entering the door, I heard him cursing about cats, and I was already a little scared, but not long after entering, he not only didn't let me style him, but also wanted to insult me and push me down on the bed! I just moved my hand! The

little assistant Chu Chu looked pitiful, waved his hand and explained desperately, for fear that Mike would mistakenly think that he had offended the guest first.

After listening to what she said, Mike didn't say anything more.

"In the future, don't accept the style of this guest, I have wronged you!"

Liang Chen listened to the meaning of the words, something was wrong.