Chapter 17 The scumbag and his third uncle (17) public opinion storm
Before knocking on the door, the manager told me:
"You all remember what to say, right? I said, 'These ice creams are specially given to VIP suite guests, from the ninth floor to the twelfth floor.' Do you understand? β
The waiters nodded one after another: "Understood!" β
The manager was still a little worried: "In addition, in the largest suite on the twelfth floor, the female customer asked for the most expensive and best kind, don't mix it up!" β
After thinking about it, he directly grabbed the small food cart and planned to send it over in person: "Let me come by myself, I'm really not at ease." β
The manager waved his hand and let the others scatter to send it everywhere, while he touched his chin and muttered to himself:
"Young man, you can play...... If you want me to say, why don't you say your real name when you give gifts? At first glance, she was chasing that gentleman, and she was willing to spend a lot of money to invite his subordinates to dessert......"
He shook his head and sighed: "When a woman chases a man, it's just a layer of yarn!" The gift was given to emphasize that she gave it, and the gentleman was moved, hey! Isn't that what happened? It's still that little girl's thin skin, too young! No, I took so much of a tip from her, I have to help her. β
The manager's eyes rolled, and he smiled with a swagger, and ran back to the kitchen with the cart for the chef to reprocess.
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Shangqing clicked the send button of the last email, then shut down the computer and closed it.
Although this time is a holiday for himself, he does not mean that he is completely fine, there are still many documents waiting for him to review, and it is not too early to finish all this.
The scorching summer is uncomfortably hot, even if the air conditioner is turned on in the room, it is not as comfortable as the warm spring and autumn after all, the man frowned slightly, and his heart was slightly irritable.
"Chenxi, call the manager to the inside line, and ask him to prepare iced sour plum soup, just say that it is the benefit of the hotel, and all the guests staying on the ninth to twelfth floors will be divided - Shaobing. Especially the female guests sent to the eleventh floor, you must not put too much ice. β
Ji Chenxi is one of Shang Qing's henchmen, and he does all the things of an assistant.
He immediately responded, turned around and went out to make a call, but within a minute, he came back with a strange expression.
"The head of the house, said the manager...... The hotel is doing an event, and it is about to deliver ice cream to the guests on the ninth to twelfth floors, and it has already arrived at the door. β
Shang Qing raised his eyebrows.
Ji Chenxi quickly pushed the small food cart closer, brought a bucket of exquisite ice cream to the table, and removed the lid for Shang Qing, stunned.
"This ...... How is it like this......"
The cold air wafted out of the bucket, and the light was soft, and the ice cream in the bucket was more and more powdered. The tender and sweet aroma of peaches converges in the ice mist, and the cream is also made into a delicate flower shape, which makes people feel appetizing at the first glance.
It's justβ
It's just that the shape of the ice cream is full of pink roses!
Ji Chenxi's face was strange, Shang Qing narrowed his eyes, and said, "Go out." β
"But the head of the house, this is too strange......"
"Get out."
Shang Qing's tone was already slightly impatient, even if Ji Chenxi was suspicious and curious in his heart, he didn't dare to say more, and left respectfully.
Shang Qing slowly stepped forward to the table, reached out and tore off the paper lid that was still half left, only to find that there was a gorgeous line of flowery characters written on the inside of the lid with cream:
"Give you eleven roses, am I sweet?"
Layers of smiles suddenly welled up in his eyes, and he took a spoon and scooped a cream rose, and slowly entered his mouth.
The rich sweet taste of peach spreads from the tip of the tongue to the heart.
"Of course it's sweet."