This gives the manager the feeling that he will be dragged out and chopped off his head in the next second.
Well, as a descendant of the Vikings, beheading the horse is still acceptable.
However, he did not die after all.
The Barbie-like Miss Millitel just shook her head and said softly, "No, no, you don’t understand. Mr. Elante won’t choose a room by himself. He will only express satisfaction or dissatisfaction, um, if If he is not satisfied, I actually don’t care, but you, um, the person in charge of preparing the hotel and this hotel will probably be unlucky. So, Mr. Manager, I need to choose two satisfactory rooms for them before they arrive. , Do you have any other suggestions for me?"
The manager looked at the gang of big friends around him. They were all silent and afraid to say anything. If they were not nervous, it was false, but if they were too scared, it might not be true. After all, he didn’t know about Mr. Elantra and Mr. Elantra. How terrible is the other person who didn't even mention his name.
He thought for a while, and then asked: "Then, miss, can you tell me briefly about the preferences of these two distinguished guests, not necessarily living preferences, maybe I can give you some suggestions."
Militel tilted her head for a moment and said, "Mr. Elantra, he likes comfortable surroundings and things. Well, according to his usual habits, he would bring all his supplies wherever he chooses. , But, this time maybe it was a little too anxious, so he couldn't bring it, and he didn't want to... see him like this. Therefore, he was not in a good mood."
The manager said: "In this case, I suggest that you choose an imperial suite for him. The theme of this suite is honor, luxury and comfort."
Militel was going to see the imperial suite immediately.
In fact, she has seen this suite twice just now.
However, after the introduction of the manager, she looked more carefully this time, and finally happily confirmed that Mr. Elantra would live in this suite.
The manager said: "So, what about the other VIP? What are his preferences?"
"I, I don't really know him..." Miss Millitel looked a little shy, "He probably likes a more casual life. Oh, yes, he is a Chinese, he should like food very much, right? ."
At this time, Miritel thought of the way Zhou Yang appeared in front of her with two followers, dressed in one suit, and stalled on the streets of the capital.
Such a person should not care too much about living and traveling. But as a citizen of a world-famous food empire, you can’t go wrong with food.
Although I say that I like anything, I like food, and it really has nothing to do with housing habits. I can't arrange him to live in the kitchen!
The manager complained madly in his heart, but on the face he appeared calm and composed, "Then, I recommend you a gentle style suite, the theme is casual, warm and freehand."
Miss Millitel went to the Gentle Style Suite to take a closer look, and finally booked this room.
The manager's outstanding performance was recognized by Miss Millitel, and he was asked to stay for a backup consultation. After all, no one would be more familiar with this hotel than his manager.
At noon, new guests arrived one after another.
A wave is a team from China, led by a young girl, she seems to have a very good relationship with Miss Millitel, so much so that after seeing this Chinese girl named Su Xiaocha, Miss Millitel Even happily ran over and took her hand.
Erbo is a team from South Korea and belongs to the South Korean Star Group. The leader of the team is also a young lady. According to reports, this is Miss Li Xueyon, the new president of the Star Group. This Miss Li Xueyin didn't pay much attention to anyone, she only showed a little humility when she faced Militaire and Su Xiaocha.
After Miss Li Xueyin arrived, the hotel meeting room was used.
The subordinates of the big bosses from the United States, the Su Xiaocha team from China and the Li Xueyin team from South Korea poured into the meeting room and negotiated behind closed doors. The quarrel even overturned the meeting room at one time.
In comparison, the big guys and the young ladies are much more relaxed.
They and them have been sitting in the lobby drinking hot drinks and chatting, waiting patiently and expectantly.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the real big shot finally arrived.
It's almost like an emperor traveling. There are dozens of servants who just ran in to fight the front station. They huffed and poured into every corner of the hotel like a current, and they quickly grasped the control of all parts of the entire hotel. Quan, drove out all the people who replaced the original hotel staff.
The protagonist comes in last.
A tall old man with snow white hair, but his waist is still straight.
He came in alone, without any entourage by his side, and nothing in his hands. Even if the servants standing on both sides were full of breath-holding servants, his figure was still incompatible with loneliness.
All the people in the lobby stood up involuntarily, but the only one who dared to greet the arrogant old man was Miss Millitel.
She walked over lightly, gave a standard court ceremony, and then shouted: "Mr. Elantra, you have worked hard." Her attitude was relaxed and casual, in sharp contrast to the trembling attitude of others.
"Of course it's hard work. Just let me fly over from New York in one sentence. I can't say something early?" When the old man spoke, he was complaining. There was no majesty of the superior, and even some damage to the image. "Ask him what's the matter? Not to mention, I can’t do it if I want to come later. He takes who he is, and why he can do whatever he wants, and I can’t do what I want?"
The old man's anger caused the temperature in the entire lobby to drop below freezing, and some people were already shaking with their legs and were unable to stand firmly.
Militel smiled and said, "Of course you can do whatever you want. If you don't want to, you won't come here, don't you? I have ordered an imperial suite for you. The environment is very good. It was recommended by the manager."
The old man stared at Millitel and hummed uncomfortably: "What are you doing with such a happy smile? If you want to go with him, just follow him. I didn't want you in the first place."
Militel didn’t seem to hear the old man’s words, but just said: “I also sent someone the ginseng wine. It was collected by the Dilibat family. I adjusted the snow flying fish from the Arctic Ocean and the Deep Sea Nine Touches. Would you like to use some? Or wait for Mr. Zhou to come to have dinner with him?"
"Of course I will eat it now, why should it be cheaper... Well, anyway, this is my thing. If he doesn't give it to him, if he wants to eat it, he will find someone to get it by himself. It doesn't stop every day, and he wants to make big news everywhere. "As the old man said, he walked in, glanced at the pile-like guys in the lobby, and said with a bit of annoyance, "What are you doing with these people? Standing really eyesore."
“It’s the Tianxing Group’s business.” Ms. Millitel said, “According to Mr. Zhou’s request, it’s time to discuss the issue of equity allocation. So I put Miss Su Xiaocha from China and Miss Li Xueyin from South Korea as well as Wall Street. All those involved in this event are called here, and I hope that all the plans can be finalized right here."
"Oh?" The old man stopped, "Su Xiaocha and Li Xueyin? Come and let me see!"
Su Xiaocha and Li Xueyin looked at each other when they heard the greeting, walked slowly in front of the old man, bowed deeply, their bodies looked a little stiff because of their tension.
This is a man comparable to Zhou Yang!
"Well, they all look pretty." Elante looked completely disrespectful. He looked at the two of them up and down, then looked at Militaire, and suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha this The kid has an idea, so the echelon will be lined up, and there will be no vacancies at any time, hahaha..."
He just left so happily, losing a face with the inexplicable Su Xiaocha and Li Xueyin.
When I walked to the elevator door, Elantra stopped suddenly and turned to look at the lobby, "What are you standing here for? Why are you going, I'm here, you are still standing, don't you come to meet me? of?"
As soon as this was said, the people all over the lobby suddenly dispersed, as if they were performing a pantomime, so many people scattered and left together, not only messy and not messy, but there was no footsteps at all!
Elantra nodded in satisfaction and walked into the elevator.
Millitel hurriedly followed, and said to the manager waiting at the elevator door: "Excuse me, please wait here. Please notify me when Mr. Zhou arrives."
The manager repeatedly said that he dare not dare, and after sending Militel and Elantra to him, he hurried to stand outside the gate, and came to the doorman temporarily.
He stood there until the evening.
Several waves of guests arrived in the middle, without booking a room, but they were regular guests of the hotel, and the manager sent them all apologetically.
The Chinese guest named Zhou still did not show up.
No one paid any attention to Mr. Manager.
The poor Mr. Manager really couldn't stand any longer. Seeing no one was watching, he slipped back into the hotel and sat behind the front desk.
You can also see the situation at the door here, without delaying anything.
All the guests have gone upstairs, the lobby is deserted, only Mr. Manager is alone, looking deserted and lonely, and more importantly, he is hungry.
From morning till now, he has never gotten a chance to eat.
Just when he was struggling to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat, another wave of people walked into the hotel.
It looks very stylish, although there is no such stylish old man named Elantra, but a character like that should be unique.
But after seeing the person who came, he couldn't help being a little disappointed.
He knew the people who came in.
This is also a Saudi prince, a wealthy tyrant.
Also a frequent visitor to the hotel.
If it was the past, he would happily go up to meet the high-roller.
But now, he really didn't want to answer the prince at all.
He cheered up and greeted: "His Royal Highness Valet, welcome to Zurich, welcome!"
The prince laughed loudly, and said boldly: "Oh, Didier, you are fat again. It seems that the hotel's business has been very good recently. But why did you, the big manager, come to the stage? Is it demoted? ?"
Didier, the manager's name.
This affectionate name made Mr. Manager's heart hot. He felt that this extravagant prince had gotten closer. After a day of tossing about it, no one even thought of asking his name.
"Thanks to you and your distinguished guests." The manager said halfway, before remembering his current task, he had to make a fortuitous turn, "His Royal Highness, it is a pity that the hotel is now vacant. Why didn't you make a reservation before you came? In accordance with your habits."
"Oh, I only came here temporarily, and I have no plans to live here." Prince Valet drew closer and said in a low voice, "I heard that Mr. Elantra has lived with you. I hope to see this gentleman. On the one hand, if you could help me arrange it, I would be very grateful, um, thank you in our habits!"
As he spoke, he took out a thick stack of dollars from his arms, pressed them on the bar, and pushed them closer to the manager.
Well, the local tyrants in the Middle East are so simple, rude and direct.
The manager's eyelids couldn't help but he thought of the prince and princess who fled in a hurry yesterday, and remembered the big men who could only serve as attendants, and whispered: "Your Majesty, you are joking, that's a real big man, I How can you be qualified to arrange for him to see whom? To tell you the truth, all the staff in the hotel, except me, have been replaced. Even I cannot approach that gentleman casually. Your Highness, you still don’t have this idea. , That gentleman, as far as I am concerned, it is not a good sight."
"There is no one in this world who can't touch this thing." Prince Valet patted the stacked dollar bills on the bar. "Didival, to tell you the truth, someone told me that Mr. Elantra is a super man in Millican. It influences the national policy of Milecan, so I want to meet this gentleman and ask for his help! This is of great importance to me, not only wealth, but also my life, Didyval, my old friend, Please help me this time anyway, I don’t need you to introduce me, just give me a chance to get in, that’s enough!"
Prince Valet's tone became heavy.
He came with a heavy mission this time.
The old king is about to die. As one of the three thousand princes with the right to inheritance, Valet wants to step into that position step by step, he must first kill the more than two thousand heirs in line.
Well, even if one died a day, it would take at least seven years.
Vallet didn't want to wait that long, so he needed support.
He didn't know who this Mr. Elantra was, but the person who disclosed the news to him clearly told him that if he could ask for help from this gentleman, then he would ascend to the throne, just a matter of words!
This is a super powerful man!
As one of the richest princes, Valet has seen all kinds of big people. He believes that as long as there is a chance to meet, he can impress this big person!
Isn’t it a matter of money
There is nothing in this world that can't be done with money. If there is, then add a bit more price! (End of this chapter)