The hotel lobby was full of people coming in and out.
Qiao Nian was wearing a baseball cap and a simple sweatshirt and was not conspicuous in the crowd. If it weren't for her outstanding personal temperament, no one would have noticed her.
Wait for her back to disappear outside the revolving door.
The hotel manager who passed by Qiao Nian at the door ran straight to the front desk and pointed at the girl's almost invisible back and asked, "When did an Oriental person come in?"
The receptionist saw him coming over and put her hands in front of her. She looked in the direction of his finger, then looked away and said very stiffly, "She is the guest who just checked in today."
"What's her name?" The hotel manager held out his hand to her: "Show me her check-in information."
The front desk clerk quickly retrieved the check-in information from the computer, printed out the page containing Qiao Nian, and handed it to the manager.
The manager of this hotel is a man in his early forties. He wears a neat suit, has a crew cut, and an angular face that shows at first glance that he has a very strict personality.
He took the guest check-in information from the front desk, scanned it at a glance, and paused for two seconds at the identity column next to the girl's photo. When he saw that it was filled in as an exchange student from Hong Kong, his expression eased a little...
"Manager, is there something wrong with this person?" The receptionist carefully observed his expression.
The manager suppressed the sharpness in his eyes and handed back the check-in information in his hand: "Nothing, didn't the higher-ups instruct us to pay special attention to Asian faces? I just took a look."
The receptionist suddenly realized: "Ah, this... Don't worry, she is not the person we are looking for."
The hotel manager looked stern and glanced at her: "How do you know?"
Then he told her: "Smash this later."
The receptionist took the paper from him, nodded in agreement, and immediately answered his casual question seriously: "This guest is of mixed race. Her eyes are dark brown. She is not a pure oriental."
There is a world-renowned university around their hotel, and students often stay here.
I see a lot of mixed-race people at the front desk.
Mixed-race children are generally very beautiful, and their eyes are even more charming.
When she was checking the guest in, she saw that the guest's profile stated that he was a mixed-race exchange student, so she looked into his eyes out of curiosity.
Those eyes are so beautiful.
The shape of the eyes is impeccable, with the tail part slightly upturned, outlining a fan-shaped arc that catches the eye like a small hook.
The most important thing is that the pupils of those eyes are amber in color, calm and self-controlled, yet seem to be nonchalant and willful.
In short, she is very beautiful.
The hotel manager didn't say anything when he heard her say that, but the suspicion that had been rising in his heart had already been dispelled: "If it's not the case, forget it."
"Remember to shred the paper I told you to put in."
"Okay." The receptionist responded respectfully.
The hotel manager put the encounter behind him, answered a phone call and went to do other things.
*
Qiao Nian didn't know that her identity was almost suspected by the strangers she met as soon as she arrived. She went out slowly and took a taxi to the place where she had agreed to meet Ji Lin.
When she looked up, she saw a high-end club, which was obviously a den for rich people to spend money.
Qiao Nian walked inside without stopping.
As expected, she was stopped by someone as soon as she reached the door.
"Eh. You can't go in here." The waiter looked her up and down with an impatient attitude, stretched out his hand to stop her, not letting her go in.
(End of this chapter)