Chapter 297: Please Start Your Show (42)
The young lady at the front desk just raised her head, and before she had time to take the ID card on the table, a slender finger with a bony knot next to her also handed over an ID card, and her tone was light, with a reasonable tone, "The single room is replaced by a suite, and we are together." β
The hotel has a rule that if you stay for a few people, you must show the ID cards of several people.
Song Jin originally wanted to sleep with people tonight, just live in one room, it's not that he hasn't slept before, where is there so much little shyness.
But then she thought that she opened the room because there was a computer in the room, which could replace the mobile phone to access the Internet, if his words and deeds were next to him, according to his words and deeds tonight, he would break the two mobile phones without blinking tonight, and he would not be able to guarantee that the computer would also be smashed by him.
I made up my mind that I wouldn't let her go to the campus forum tonight.
In the end, it was reason that prevailed over emotion.
Forget it, there will be time to sleep in the future, and let's get the current things done first.
"No, a single room is fine, and he can open it on his own." Song Jinjiang frowned delicately, and pushed his ID card away from her side with a look of disgust.
Words and deeds raised his eyebrows, and pushed his ID card over next to her, Song Jin moved away angrily, and he pushed it over again, so back and forth, and finally in exchange for Song Jin's angry glare, he scolded him in a low voice, "How old are you, are you naΓ―ve!" β
The front desk lady is the most observant, and roughly guesses that it should be a little couple who are awkward.
The luxury brand of the young man, although she can't recognize it all, but the watch brand in her hand is so famous that she knows at a glance that it is an international famous brand with a price of tens of millions, and she is obviously rich enough to be slaughtered without any complaints even if she is slaughtered.
Moreover, the Presidential Suite is more than five times more expensive than a single room, and even a fool knows what to choose.
"Don't listen to him, I just need a room with a computer." Song Jin said, "He wants a suite for him to live in by himself!" β
The young man's dark eyes narrowed, and he sneered again and again when she was angry, "If you want to live together, or don't live at all!" β
"Where do you sleep?" Song Jin glanced at him, "Do you want to press the road?" If you want to go yourself, I'm going to sleep in a hotel anyway...... Oh, beauty, my ID card and money are here, please ignore the passer-by next to me, open a room for me first, I really have something urgent to deal with. β
The young lady at the front desk smiled charmingly, spoke softly and softly, nodded, showing her complete understanding of Song Jin, and then leaned over to take the ID cards that the two of them placed on the table.
Quickly typing the input information on the keyboard, he handed over the room key along with the ID card and bank card in the blink of an eye, and handed it over with a smile, "The presidential suite for the two has been opened, and you can move in now." β
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"......" is not... Beauty, are you really unable to hear the cries of the poor?
But there are no other hotels nearby.
In desperation, she angrily took her own money on the table and stuffed it back into her pocket, looked at the rich man who was leaning on the table with an expressionless face, the corners of her lips slightly hooked, and her eyes were faint, and she snatched the room card without saying a word and walked to the elevator.
This incident undoubtedly made the poor Song Jin once again experience the darkness of society and the deep malice from the rich.
She entered the room, turned on the light, and after seeing the structure of the house, her eyes flashed slightly, and she turned her head and locked the door without thinking.
After three or two steps, I turned on the computer in the living room, and all the configurations in the presidential suite were of the highest level, and after a while, the desktop was presented.