The front desk of Xiayang Mingda Center Hotel. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A middle-aged man in his 40s, slightly chubby, with a big back, was sitting at the front desk, flipping through the passenger register.

Beside him, Xiao Wu, a waitress at the front desk, stood respectfully.

Manager Ma is the leader of the hotel department of Mingda Center, and he is responsible for the management of dozens of employees and more than 100 rooms in the entire hotel.

Today, Manager Ma came to the front desk to check the work, and he was very satisfied with all aspects of the work he had checked before, and only the last item left was to check the passenger register.

Originally, the passenger information had been entered into the computer, but Manager Ma was still used to looking at the registration book, which was a habit he had developed over the years.

Since Xiayang City used to be the hardest hit area by human trafficking, although the situation has improved in recent years, the police still take precautions and have always taken passenger information registration as an important task.

Every once in a while, the police will check the registration status of major hotels and hostels, and Manager Ma naturally does not dare to be careless.

Although the cheapest room in the center of Minnesota costs seven or eight hundred yuan even in the off-season, most traffickers will not choose this kind of high-end hotel, but there are no absolutes in the world, maybe some people like to take advantage of loopholes?

Manager Ma flipped through the registration book page by page, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth -- judging from the dense registration records, the occupancy rate of the hotel has been quite good recently, at least more than eighty percent.

Although it is not the off-season, it is not the Golden Week, and Manager Ma is naturally very satisfied with the occupancy rate of eighty percent.

The higher the income of the hotel, the more performance bonuses of each department, and Manager Ma himself is of course the largest one.

Whenever there was a surprise spot check work, the trembling appearance of his subordinates made Manager Ma enjoy it very much. Although he knew that Xiao Wu was serious in his work and it was unlikely that there would be any omissions, this process always had to be followed.

There is a saying that "once the power is in hand, the order will be carried out" -- the manager of the hotel department of the dignified Mingda Center, in addition to getting a lot of salary, the feeling of being high above is also very pleasant.

It's just that the next moment, Manager Ma's happy mood suddenly fell to the bottom......

His eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and he didn't know what sound he was coming out of his throat.

Xiao Wu Dengshi, who was standing with his hands hanging on the side, was startled, and hurriedly walked up to Manager Ma, and asked in a trembling voice, "Manager Ma, what's the matter...... What's wrong?"

Manager Ma didn't seem to hear Xiao Wu's words at all, threw the registration book on the service desk like crazy, grabbed the mouse of the service desk computer and clicked wildly.

There are no photos in the registration book, but in the hotel registration system, the residents' ID cards will be scanned, and the photos can be seen!

"My mother!" Manager Ma completely ignored his identity and image as a "manager", and tore his throat and exclaimed!

Xiao Wu was completely stunned, trembling with fear by Manager Ma's appearance......

Joe ...... Joe...... Joe...... Joe...... Joe ......"

The word "Joe" seems to have infinite magic, so that Manager Ma can't stop at all.

"Joe" lasted for more than ten seconds, and Manager Ma finally finished speaking: "Miss Qiao is here!!

"Miss Qiao?"

Xiao Wu's mind immediately began to search for the head of the Mingda Center in Xiayang City, and it seems that the general manager is not surnamed Qiao!

Manager Ma is in charge of the hotel department, in addition to the hotel department, Mingda Center is a large business circle integrating eating, drinking, playing and living, as well as shopping mall department, catering department, etc., and the general manager of Mingda Center in Xiayang City, that is, the real leader is surnamed Zhao-Zhao......

"It's not Xia Yang's, it's Miss Qiao from Nanguan!" Manager Ma stood up with a "whoosh", and while shouting, he took out his phone and immediately contacted General Manager Zhao of Xia Yangming Center.

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Ray room.

Qiao Yan dialed the phone number of Secretary Li at the headquarters of Nanguan Mingda Group and asked her to inform the person in charge of the Mingda Center in Xiayang City to come to this room.

Qiao Yan only said three words on the phone.

"I'm Qiao Yan. ”

"I'm in room 609 of Xiayang Mingda Center Hotel. ”

"Let the person in charge here come to my room. ”

These three sentences lasted less than twenty seconds, and then Qiao Yan hung up the phone......

At the front desk of the hotel, Manager Ma had just dialed Mr. Zhao's phone, but found that Mr. Zhao had already walked into the door of the hotel in a hurry.

Before the bewildered Manager Ma had time to "report", Mr. Zhao glared at him fiercely......

The rest of the matter can be guessed with the IQ of elementary school students.

Mr. Zhao called all the big and small heads above the middle floor of Xia Yangming Center to the hotel, and then went to the sixth floor in person and carefully knocked on Qiao Yan's door.

Qiao Yan looked at Mr. Zhao, who was eager to bow at a ninety-degree right angle, and handed him a note.

Leaders have always been like this.

If there is a secretary, Qiao Yan doesn't want to say a word to General Manager Zhao, but now that there is no secretary, then just "convey the instructions of the leader".

On this occasion, Qiao Yan was uncomfortable, and General Manager Zhao was also uncomfortable.

On the note, Qiao Yan wrote the general situation of Ah Fang and Liu Min, and asked Mr. Zhao to properly arrange for the two to treat their injuries first, and all expenses will be paid by Mingda Group, and the follow-up work will be handed over by a special person.

Lin Lei also greeted Li Jin, so there was no problem for the Mingda Group to intervene to assist Ah Fang and Liu Min, after all, even if Li Jin sympathized with the victim, he was more than capable of doing so.

It can be said that it is appropriate to deal with it now......

Mr. Zhao specially vacated the three best presidential suites in the hotel and invited Qiao Yan and his party to stay, but Lin Lei refused.

Qiao Yan had just sent Mr. Zhao away, and then Lin Lei received a phone call.

When I looked at the phone number, it turned out to be Superintendent Sook from the ICPO calling.

Lin Lei returned to China this time in the name of investigating Min Ye's online magician, the reason, just pull it, there is always it, anyway, Superintendent Su Ke will not ask.

Lin Lei said that he suspected that the magician had dealings with some people in China, so he had to track it down along the route.

Before Lin Lei joined the ICPO, Interpol didn't even know whether Min Ye was a man or a woman, and now Lin Lei has dug up Min Ye's line, which can be described as a rapid progress - now no one in the ICPO has expressed any objections to Lin Lei's whereabouts, otherwise "you can do it, you will go up"?

It is estimated that no one wants to go up, so Lin Lei's itinerary is completely free to arrange.

It stands to reason that at this point in time, Superintendent Suke should not call him unless there is an important case......

It's only been a few days since he returned to China from Meng Buqi in Myanmar, and he cracked a Liyuan underground palace case, and he didn't even have time to take a breath, did the case happen again?

Lin Lei took a deep breath, and under the gaze of Lu Yun and Qiao Yan, he connected the phone......