She frowned slightly. Due to the habit of flattering the powerful and bullying the weak in the circle, she did not say anything to offend the other party, but she was very disapproving in her heart.
So what if Zhuiguang is popular? He is not in a serious circle. To put it bluntly, he is called an Internet celebrity in the circle.
It is the most inferior existence.
Qiao Nian chatted briefly with Jiang Li about family matters, then raised his chin and looked in the direction of the female assistant. His dark eyes asked him, "Didn't you book a room?"
Jiang Li followed her gaze and immediately showed a disgusted expression: "Ignore her!"
Qiao Nian heard Ye Wangchuan say that he had a good relationship with the director, so she walked to the front desk to help Jiang Li's friends and turned to ask them, "How many rooms do you want?"
"Ah?" The director and everyone else were stunned.
Qiao Nian casually took out a small Privy Council pendant and placed it at the front desk of the hotel. Then he leaned against it and said casually, "How many presidential suites do you want?"
The hotel receptionist verified her identity on the magnetic card, quickly returned the pendant to her, and said to Qiao Nian, "The hotel still has six presidential suites that are all vacant. How many do you need? I'll check you in right away."
The director had tried his best to persuade the hotel receptionist here, but they were unmoved.
No matter they charge extra or package for a week... the front desk always says, we need to make an appointment!
As soon as Qiao Nian arrived, he showed a black and unclear object to the front desk, and the receptionist's attitude changed 180 degrees.
Director Li and his group were surprised at first, but then they reacted and immediately glanced at Jiang Li, wanting to ask him what was going on.
At the same time, he politely thanked the girl: "You are Jiang Li's sister, right? Thank you for your help. I won't be polite to you. When you return to Beijing, I will treat you to a meal."
"Yeah, it's okay." Qiao Nian gave him face and responded, then asked them, "How many rooms do you want?"
Director Li immediately turned his head and asked the people around him: "Jiang Li, do you want the presidential suite?"
"I'll just stay in an ordinary room." Jiang Li looked at the slightly plump female assistant with disdain.
Director Li hummed, then turned to ask another big star: "Jingyuan, what about you? Do you want to change rooms?"
Jing Yuan was such a smart man that he immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang didn't change rooms, so I'll just stay in the reserved room like Young Master Jiang did, so as not to trouble others to chase the spotlight." He looked at the girl curiously with his peach blossom eyes. Jiang Li sensed his inquiring gaze and immediately blocked Qiao Nian behind him and looked back at him.
Jingyuan touched his nose and looked away awkwardly.
"Okay." Director Li was very happy to have solved this problem. When he looked at the female assistant, his attitude became much colder: "Then Mu Yiyi will have a suite, right?"
Jiang Li didn't need to change rooms, and Jing Yuan didn't need to change either.
This makes Mu Yiyi seem particularly pretentious.
The female assistant was very embarrassed and coughed: "It's written in the contract. We didn't mean to embarrass the director."
Director Li didn't want to argue with her, so he agreed and said to Qiao Nian politely, "We just need one room."
Qiao Nian turned around and said something to the front desk.
The front desk heard them communicating and quickly got the matter done without asking for their identification and handed the room card to them very respectfully.
"Dear guests, our staff will come to help deliver the luggage to the room later. Please wait a moment."
Director Li took the room cards and distributed them one by one.
He specifically handed the room card of the presidential suite to Mu Yiyi's female assistant and restrained his smile: "This is your room card, take it yourself."
Mu Yiyi's female assistant took the room card with an embarrassed look on her face, said thank you and ran away.
PS: I recommend my friend Ouyang Fugui's new book "After the Divorce, the Ex-husband Chased His Wife to the Crematorium"
A sweet love story about chasing one's wife to the crematorium. Don't miss it if you pass by!
(End of this chapter)