Chapter Eighty-Six: I'm His Girlfriend

She Baidu the phone number of the Park Hyatt Hotel and immediately called.

"Please help me transfer it again. ”

"Miss, I've already helped you transfer five times, the guest shouldn't be in the room, please call back later." ”

The phone in the hotel room was not answered.

Don't...... Ivy scratched her head irritably, and could only comfort herself: maybe she went to the hospital?

She nestled up on the couch and sighed regretfully, if only she had left Lilian's contact information.

I waited all morning, and there was no news from Owen. As soon as the hotel operator heard her voice, he exuded a wary tone, and only reluctantly transferred the call to Owen's room after asking a lot of the same questions each time.

"I've said it 800 times, I'm his colleague, his phone is off, I can only call his room. ”

"Ma'am, please understand that we have a responsibility to protect the privacy of our guests. ”

“……”

The phone in the room was still unanswered, and she listened to the "beep-to-to-doo" sound on the other end of the phone, her stomach rumbling a few times, and a stream of sour water welled up in her stomach.

Only then did she remember that from yesterday afternoon to now, she had not eaten a grain of rice. When I opened the refrigerator, there was only a carton of milk and half a packet of bread that had been in the fray for an unknown amount of time. I can't care so much, let's eat it first.

The cold milk flowed into the body, and the stomach twitched violently, as if in silent protest. She quickly chewed a few more mouthfuls of bread and swallowed it as a sign of comfort.

Let's go to the hotel and have a look, maybe Owen was in the room, but he just didn't want to be disturbed and pulled out the phone?

When the hour hand pointed to eleven o'clock, she went out of the house with her bag on her back.

In this hellish weather, you can't get a taxi at all. The home is not far from the hotel, but there is no direct bus. She made two bus transfers, and when she tossed to the hotel, her trouser legs and shoes were all wet.

The front desk of the hotel is a delicate boy with a single eyelid, and although his attitude is polite, he is not accommodating at all on matters of principle.

The phone in the room was unanswered, and Ivy soaked it for a long time, and the single eyelid just didn't let her go upstairs.

"I'm his girlfriend and I'm going into the room to get my stuff. Ivy said blindly.

"Sorry, we can't let you go up without the guest's consent. The single eyelid said with a smile.

"He didn't answer the phone, and I suspected something had happened, maybe he fainted in the room. If something happens, can you take responsibility?" said Ivy as she leaned forward with her hands on the marble countertop, and said in a threatening tone.

"You can rest assured that the room will be cleaned every morning and if anything unexpected happens, it will be reported immediately. Single eyelid said unhurriedly.

Ivy couldn't help him, her tone softened, and she pleaded, "You can be accommodating, I'll go up and have a look." Can't I keep my ID with you?"

She pulled her wallet out of her bag, and her work card fell out with her.

A single eyelid glanced at her work card, and the words "TV station" came to mind. He immediately looked at Ivy with vigilant eyes, and scolded in a low and sharp voice: "Reporters are not welcome here, if you mess around again, I will call the security guards." ”

It's over, she was treated as a paparazzi, and Ivy was completely defeated.

The Park Hotel has some of the best rooms and clubs in Zhuhai and Macao, and often hosts dignitaries, celebrities and celebrities, attracting paparazzi from all walks of life to hang out in the neighborhood for a long time.

Last year, a website, Yuji, disguised himself as a cleaner, sneaked into a hotel room and secretly took indecent photos of a celebrity. After the photo was circulated, it caused an uproar and caused a lot of trouble for the hotel.

Since then, in order to ensure the privacy of its guests, the hotel has put a lot of effort into security, especially for journalists.

Let's go back to the office first, Ivy shuffled towards the door.

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Chi Ming poured another cup of espresso. Worried about Ivy, he couldn't sleep all night.

After seeing her live connection last night, he couldn't help but pay attention to the news on the TV station. But after two consecutive news broadcasts, she didn't appear again.

In disappointment, a push news popped up on the mobile phone screen: "The female reporter lost contact in the disaster area and was suspected of falling off a cliff and died."

The eye-catching title made his heart tremble, and an ominous premonition swirled in his mind, could it be Ivy......

The heart that has been silent for a long time instantly set off stormy waves. Terrible thoughts lingered in my mind.

He's in a mess.

Headlines, Weibo, and Tieba, he read everything he could, and kept refreshing the news over and over again.

The TV in the room was on all the time. The news began on the hour again, and the female anchor's voice came into her ears: "You can participate in the interaction through our Weibo and WeChat, or you can call the hotline......"

Chi Ming had a flash of inspiration: By the way, you can call the TV station and ask.

When he learned on the phone that his worries had become a reality, his heart was like a fire, and the phone calls came one after another.