Super Weapon Exchange System

"There is no need to verify, we can still trust the two of you, all of this is a misunderstanding."

Hearing the words of the general manager, the lobby manager at the back couldn't help making a whining sound.

Boris's performance made the general manager very upset. How could he be a lobby manager without even knowing these two distinguished guests? For capitalists, milk is a mother; for businessmen, wealthy customers are gods. To be beaten is nothing.

"If the general manager thinks what we said is okay, please give us an explanation." Chen Yutong said.

Chen Yutong is far better than Xiang Jing in terms of thinking. After all, Xiang Jing doesn’t need to argue or argue when he encounters a problem. If he encounters a problem, he can go straight up and do it. He is the boss with a hard fist. Now, Chen Yutong’s What I said was justified and well-documented, and the young man next to him testified. That's the truth.

Now that it has been figured out that it was one's own mistake, of course one has to explain it.

"That's it." The general manager said: "Some time ago, the guests who have been to Han State, here, from our first floor to the fifth floor, we did not buy a single item. We waited until the next day. It was discovered that three valuable items had been dropped. We were also very angry about this, so we decided to conduct a thorough investigation."

"You can't deny all the Han guests just because of a bad experience. This is all-in-one and one-sided." Chen Yutong continued: "Besides, how did you know that they were our Han people, not neon Chinese?"

The general manager was speechless when asked. Yes, the other party is an Oriental. But, after all, he has never seen the other party’s passport. He just assumed that Han Chinese are poor, so I think that only Han Chinese can do it. Neon How can Chinese people do such a thing?

"Sorry, we were wrong." The general manager said: "As compensation, we will give both of you a 20% discount on the goods purchased here."

It’s a guest, a big benefactor. Now, it’s one thing to admit that the mistake is on the one hand. On the other hand, of course, you still have to let the two of you spend money here. The cheques are torn down. It’s best to use up all of them. That's great.

Since someone pays the bill, why don't you spend it hard?

If they hadn't had the experience just now, the two of them would have had a very pleasant shopping here, but now, now that this has happened, and spending here again, it would be an insult to their IQ and EQ.

Of course Xiang Jing didn’t want to, and Chen Yutong didn’t want to. He was about to speak, and politely refused. At this moment, a shout came from the door: "No, the security guard at our door was killed. Kill, kill. La!"

All the other security guards came here, only the security guard at the door, who was still there. When something happened at the beginning, the security at the door behaved very strangely.

Now, the matter was settled and it didn't make a big deal, so one of the security guards upstairs ran to push the security guard at the door, but with this push, the guy actually fell straight down!

died?

At this moment, he was shocked, how could the security guard at the door die? It must have something to do with these two Han people! If you can explain the past just now, then the murder will definitely not work. Therefore, the security guard immediately screamed: "Don't let the two Han nationals go, they are suspects!"

"What are you calling?" Xiang Jing pushed aside the crowd, pulled Chen Yutong, and walked toward the door, looking at the lying security guard, patted the back of the other's neck, and saw this person, coughing twice.

"Cough, cough, what's the matter?" The security guard woke up unexpectedly, and when he saw Xiang Jing, he suddenly remembered what happened just now: "Where's your passport? You can't go in without a passport!"

"This rule has been cancelled." Just then, a voice came from my ear.

what happened? The security guard sat on the ground and watched the general manager come over.

"Let's go, it's not interesting here, go and see elsewhere." Xiang Jing and Chen Yutong have already reached the door, and now they are just right to go out.

"You two, please go slowly, and you are welcome to come again later." The general manager still smiled politely, and now, at least it is a potential customer. The two are just angry today, what if they come back tomorrow?

When the two went out, outside, the sky was slowly getting dark.

"Hey, what are you doing with us?" Xiang Jing walked a few steps and asked the young man behind him.

This young man was just pulled over by Xiang Jing when he was looking for a witness, but now that the two of them came out, the young man actually followed.

"Should you not thank me?" the young man asked.

This thin and short Han girl is really hot-tempered. It is said that in Han, such a girl is called Xiaojiao.

The young man looked at Xiang Jing, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Well, thank you." Xiang Jing finished speaking, and then went on.

After two steps, Xiang Jing turned her head again: "Hey, why are you still following us?"

Although the people of Niu Country are not as romantic as the people of Ji Country, if they see a girl they like, they will be stalked. Is that the person you met today?

Chen Yutong is already married, as for himself? Well, I just look for a waste like Wang Erzhu, and I won't find a foreigner.

Xiang Jing was disgusted with this man.

"I'm going home," the man said.

In fact, it is a bit wrong to call a man, this should be a big boy. (Some forty or fifty-year-old aunts in later generations will say how we girls are like when they claim to themselves. Hua Xiong does not mean that now. They are real boys.)

His beard hasn't grown yet. Although he is tall, it seems that he is definitely under twenty years old. He may even be a high school student.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are hotels and bars all around here, and the front is... a park, where is your home nearby?"

"Yes, I walked through that park, and I'm at my house. Do you want to sit in my house?" the boy said.

"Of course not." Xiang Jing said.

Chen Yutong also felt wrong. Although this person had helped his side just now, he was a passerby, and now it's getting dark, it's time to go back to see Brother Qin Guan.

"If you don't follow me, I'm afraid you can't get rid of that person." The boy said: "I know a path, follow me."

Behind him, there was a sound of footsteps, and the lobby manager, who was unable to speak with his chin still hanging on it, was trotting all the way towards them, seeming to be whimpering in his mouth.