"Uh, I'm from No. 888, check out."

The lady from the station clicked on the computer operation interface and saw that her face changed immediately. She stood up and bowed repeatedly, her tone was full of fear: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I don't know it's you..."

Song Baojun immediately guessed the reason why the other party was arrogant at first and respectful at the same time. It must be because of his cousin's identity. He said with a cold face: "Comrade, your attitude is not very good. Please ask your hotel general manager to come here."

The lady from the station said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I was negligent before. Please don't be angry, I'll handle it for you right away..."

Song Baojun tapped the counter with his fingers and said, "I'm about hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute. You only recognize your clothes but not people. Let me hang me here for an hour. Do you want to open a broken hotel?"

The lady from the station almost cried, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Song Baojun snorted and looked at the other person coldly.

Seeing that there was something going on here, the female manager in the lobby rushed over and asked, "Sorry, what happened?" Seeing the front desk crying, she thought Song Baojun was acting like a hooligan, so she summoned the security guard to come over.

The headquarters explained the reason for the matter, and the lobby manager was completely unable to calm down. Finally, she had seen all kinds of guests and knew how to deal with similar situations. She hurriedly invited Song Baojun to the VIP reception room.

"I was humiliated by your behavior of treating guests differently," Song Baojun knew the big hat's approach very well and said, "Although I am just an insignificant little character, your approach is still heartbreaking."

The lobby manager knew that this person's identity was not simple. At around 7 o'clock this morning, Mr. Du's secretary came here in person and told her that she must do her wholeheartedly and be sure to satisfy Mr. Song. She also ran around and did a lot of work, but she didn't expect that Mr. Song would go to the headquarters in person and was neglected.

What is the most important thing about a big man? It is face! If you hurt his face, you should use Mr. Song’s words: “Do you still want to open a broken hotel?”

Looking at Mr. Song's smiley expression, the lobby manager couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat, and respectfully handed over a gold card with both hands and said: "Stop the anger, calm down. It's because our work is not done well. Please criticize it. This is the maximum limit of our store. With this card, you can stay in our store for one month. All consumption is exempted. I hope you can be more considerate."

Song Baojun accepted it honestly and said lightly: "That's it, I'm not going to do anything about you. The key is that you must be consistent in your attitude towards customers, so that you can continue to operate for a long time."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Song Baojun stood up and suddenly slapped his head: "By the way, I came from Zhonghai and was very hasty. I forgot to get my wallet. It was not convenient to go out to do business later. This manager, seeing that you are also a reasonable person, I lend me a little, and put the account on Du Yinlang's name, and then pay it to your hotel when he comes back. How about it?"

"Okay, okay, no problem." The lobby manager thought to himself, could Mr. Du's loan be called a loan?

Song Baojun then took the 10,000 yuan cash paid by the headquarters, signed Du Yinlang Daming with a casual sign, stopped a taxi and left. Behind him was the lobby manager and four station ladies, still bowing to see him off at 90 degrees.

From the attitude of the lobby manager and others, we can see that my cousin's name must be very useful in this hotel. My cousin is not a single person, and eating is also a problem. I'm sorry to just ask for money, so it's the same for finding a hotel.

The destination of the itinerary was the fairy mountain on the sea. Song Baojun wanted to find the broken bicycle in the bushes, but he had changed his mind halfway through the journey.

I don’t know which broken bicycle I made was worth at most 20 or 30 yuan. I took a taxi from the Black Tea Mountain Hotel for half an hour, but I was afraid the fare was more expensive than the bicycle.

So Song Baojun got off the car and stood at the intersection where people came and went, and the traffic was full of people, and he was confused. The martial arts hero was "drawing his sword and looking around and looking around" and he was "who was confused with huge sums of money."

Seeing that the afternoon is sunny and the autumn scenery is pleasant, it is better to go to the cafe across the street to experience the bourgeois mood. Anyway, there is a total of 10,000 yuan in cash in your pocket, so it is not a problem to spend three or five hundred yuan at a time. What are you afraid of?

Song Baojun had a rare time to have leisure because of his resident personality and shortage of money.

Go online to play Fat Eats to see how your friends live: drive to Jianyu Mountain in the early morning to watch the sunrise, and you must send a bunch of photos in the space, and the photos must be accompanied by the appearance of your car - usually Mercedes-Benz, BMW, etc.

When you return to the Red River Valley to play golf at noon, you must send a bunch of photos in the space, and the photos must be accompanied by blue sky and white clouds. Note: This is life.

When I was tired in the afternoon, I would drink coffee on Jasmine Street and think about my life. I must post a bunch of photos in the space, and the photos must come with expensive price tags with menus, such as 351 lattes and 481 lattes.

At night, I often sing and dance in the fairy mountains on the sea. I must post a bunch of photos in the space, and the photos must be accompanied by beautiful figures of the opposite sex, usually a third-rate model.

There are too many similar photos in the friend's space, and Song Baojun often gets angry in his heart when he sees them. Sometimes he can't help but feel envious: When I have money, I have to experience it well.

Now he sorted out his thoughts and entered this cafe called "Lonely Prague".

The warm afternoon sun shone through the glass curtain wall and sprinkled on the blue plaid tablecloth. The mottled shadows were weird and friendly. A fat cat with black and white hair was lying lazy on the counter and dozing off. Three or two guests sat opposite each other and fiddled with their phones. In front of them was a cup of foamy cappuccino.

The atmosphere was very good. The only disadvantage was that there were two women quarreling and standing at the table staring at them, like a cockfighting that would never stop until death. Sometimes the woman wearing white scarf and high heels accused the other party of poor character and scolded the current social atmosphere. Sometimes the woman wearing a red knitted jacket and black leggings opposite retorted that if you don’t have an asshole, your whole family will not die well.
Chapter completed!