Chapter 195: Is It Late?
Luo Zhaoyang's words made Wang Meixin's bad feeling disappear all of a sudden, and her heart warmed up because of such a sentence.
The concern on the other end of the phone, the strong love on the other end of the phone seemed to come through the telephone line, which made her heart feel a lot more steady.
"Come on, I just wanted to go home and take a shower, but just now the woman vomited again, and now my whole body stinks to death." Wang Meixin complained to Luo Zhaoyang, she felt that her task was not only completed, but also overfulfilled.
"It's okay, I'll wash it for you when I come back." Luo Zhaoyang listened to Wang Meixin's complaints, and he laughed evilly.
"You just want to be beautiful, I'll send you the address, I'll wait for you." After Wang Meixin finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and looked inside worriedly to see if she had made any noise to Zheng Xue.
Luo Zhaoyang listened to the long hang-up sound on the other end of the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief, from Wang Meixin's tone just now, she didn't embarrass Zheng Xue.
On the balcony, Liu Hanxiang and Xiao Zheng ignored Luo Zhaoyang's existence at the moment, and the two couldn't help but kiss outside, looking at such a scene, Luo Zhaoyang coughed twice.
"Hey, are you a little disciplined, in this public, won't you be embarrassed, you can't take care of my feelings."
"I'm sorry, when I'm in love, I can't help it." Liu Hanxiang hugged Xiao Zheng in his arms and said lightly.
"I think about how innocent you were at the beginning, how did you become like this when you got here, how do you ask me to go back and explain to your father."
Luo Zhaoyang pretended to say deeply, he shook his head and walked to the door, his face was helpless like a lonely old man.
"Don't worry about me, everything will be fine." Liu Hanxiang said to Luo Zhaoyang's figure, on the contrary, he is worried about Luo Zhaoyang now, because now Wang Meixin and Luo Zhaoyang have not reconciled, and his grandfather has always thought that Luo Zhaoyang's willingness to spread the branches for their Luo family does not know when it will be realized.
Luo Zhaoyang originally wanted to rush to the hotel as soon as possible, but the more anxious he was, the more the heavens joked with him, and the half-hour drive took him more than an hour because of the traffic jam.
And when Luo Zhaoyang rushed to the hotel and was about to call Wang Meixin to let her down, he found that his mobile phone had also fallen on the taxi, and when he was about to go to the front desk to borrow a phone, he suddenly found a familiar figure in front of the front desk.
When the man turned around, Luo Zhaoyang saw his trademark mustache, his red fingerprints that had been obscured by the effects of alcohol.
"Damn, I don't believe I can't mess with you tonight." The mustache gritted his teeth and said unconvinced.
As he walked, he tossed the key card he had asked for from the waiter and walked towards the elevator.
"Big brother, the dead policeman has been here for so long, will she come back?" While waiting at the elevator entrance, one of Mustache's men said with some concern.
"No one can save that beauty tonight, if the dead policeman dares to come back, I promise to go with her, just in time for a double flight." The mustache rubbed his hands, and after blinking his eyes twice, he pushed the head of the man who had just worried about him.
Ever since the mustache suffered a loss in the bar, he had been guarding outside, originally he wanted to calculate Luo Zhaoyang in a dark place, but when he saw that Zheng Xue was only taken away by Wang Meixin alone, he followed him.
Originally, he asked the waiter who delivered ginseng tea to help him find out the situation and prepare for a strong attack, but he didn't expect that Wang Meixin wouldn't even let the waiter enter the door, which disrupted his plan again.
And just when she was about to look for another opportunity, he saw Wang Meixin leave the hotel alone, and heard Wang Meixin's call home, and it was precisely because of this that he felt that he was not waiting in vain.
"That's not, the boss is rising in 2015 tonight."
Luo Zhaoyang didn't hear their conversation clearly, but he heard their last sentence of pride in 2015.
"You people look like dogs, you must be planning something bad." Luo Zhaoyang watched the mustache and all of them enter the elevator, he walked in from the carved pillar and walked towards the front desk in a self-muttering manner.
"Hello, Miss, excuse me." Luo Zhaoyang smiled, because his grandfather taught him to have a smile on his face when asking for someone, so he had a better chance of success.
But this time Luo Zhaoyang was wrong, when his smile just appeared, he regretted it, because at this time, the waiter at the front desk was covering his face with one hand, and looked at Luo Zhaoyang through gritted teeth, as if Luo Zhaoyang was her father's killer.
"What to see, it's okay to go along." The waiter glared at Luo Zhaoyang angrily and said unhappily.
She's been working here for a few years, but she's never tried anything like this, and thinking that it's not enough to be molested by that mustachioed man just now, and shaving her face, she thinks that all men in the world are not good things.
"No, you ......" Luo Zhaoyang looked at the waitress's face, turned his head and looked in the direction of the elevator, he seemed to understand what had just happened here, and he also seemed to understand why the waitress had such a bad attitude towards him.
"You're not staying here, if you don't let me go." The waitress looked at Luo Zhaoyang's eyes, she lowered her head, and gave Luo Zhaoyang an eviction order.
"I have a friend who has a room here, and my phone is missing, and I want to borrow a phone to make a call, okay?" Luo Zhaoyang looked at the waitress and wanted to be angry again, he immediately said his wishes before she got angry, first, he didn't want her to include himself as a member of the gang just now, and secondly, he also wanted to tell Wang Meixin as soon as possible that this kid was back here, so as not to let them run into this elevator and something happen again.
"You've got a friend who opened a room here, what's the name?" The waitress looked at Luo Zhaoyang, as if she didn't believe it, and he began to check the registration system while looking at Luo Zhaoyang.
"My friend came with two girls, one of them is still drunk, they look ......" Luo Zhaoyang didn't want to report Wang Meixin's name, but he didn't know whether it was Zheng Xue's name or Wang Meixin's name who opened this room, in case of a mistake, then the waitress would not only not lend her phone to herself, but might also scold her. Now that he has told Wang Meixin and Zheng Xue about the situation when they came, he feels that this is more convincing.
"You mean those two girls in 2015 are your friends?" The waitress listened to Luo Zhaoyang say this, and her mouth immediately opened wide, making Luo Zhaoyang feel that she would not believe that she had two beautiful girlfriends like this.
"What's the matter, I can't have friends like this?"
Luo Zhaoyang pulled out his hair, after all, he still felt good about himself, even if he couldn't enter the ranks of the top 100 handsome guys in the country, he felt that he should be the one hundred and one.
"It's not that you can't have friends like that, but I'm worried...... Worry that they will ...... your friends. The waitress said lightly, at this moment her psychology suddenly balanced a lot, after all, he was just slapped by those bastards, and the two beauties in the 2015 room may be much worse than herself.
"They? Who are they? Do you mean the man who just got a mustache? Luo Zhaoyang looked at the waitress who wanted to say but didn't say it, and his heart suddenly became nervous.
At this moment, he was blaming himself for why he didn't come over, why did he let Wang Meixin come over with Zheng Xue alone, looking at the person who was just like me with the mustache, he began to worry about whether Wang Meixin would suffer, if something really happened, he would really slap himself in the face.
The waitress faced Luo Zhaoyang's question, she didn't answer, and when she looked around to make sure that no one else around was really looking at her, he nodded slightly.
Just as the waitress's head was nod, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly ran with his legs and ran towards the elevator at a speed of 100 meters.
"It's okay, it's okay, Meixin, I'm here, you hold on."
Luo Zhaoyang looked at the motionless number on the elevator, he couldn't wait any longer, turned around and ran up the stairs, he felt that he would be too late to stay here for another minute.
When Luo Zhaoyang pushed open the staircase door of the 20th floor security passage, he held on to the side of the door, panting, through this corridor with no end in sight, he began to look for the 2015 room number he wanted.
And just as he turned the corner, at the end of the corridor, several men were guarding the door, judging from the quiet situation, Luo Zhaoyang knew that the mustache should have successfully sneaked attack.
"Look at what, get out of here." Just as Luo Zhaoyang was approaching them quickly, several men discovered Luo Zhaoyang's abnormality, and they immediately greeted them and warned Luo Zhaoyang.
Just as they reached over and were about to grab Luo Zhaoyang, Luo Zhaoyang suddenly threw a punch, and the fist was in the middle of the nose of the man who walked in front, and before the others could react, Luo Zhaoyang had already knocked down the other two moves.
Looking at Luo Zhaoyang's bravery, the man standing in the closest room seemed to recognize Luo Zhaoyang, when his hand just knocked on the door, wanting to warn the people inside of the danger, his neck had been pulled out by Luo Zhaoyang, and the continuous punches made him too late to make any resistance.
After a minute, Luo Zhaoyang looked at the five men who had fallen to the ground excitedly, in his memory just now, there was only that mustache left, if he didn't guess wrong, he should be in it.
Luo Zhaoyang took a deep breath, although he was planning for the worst in his heart, but he didn't want to face that result, he was afraid that it would really be like what he thought.
"Meixin, it's okay." Luo Zhaoyang reached out and grabbed the handle on the door, muttering to himself, at this moment he hoped that God would not let Wang Meixin be hurt a little, and when he took a deep breath and pushed the door open, with the opening of that door, he saw all the people and things in the room suddenly reflected in his eyes.