Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Yan Rusheng frowned and questioned him, "How could it not be found?"

While talking, he had reached the trash bin diagonally opposite the door of Room 204.

The lid on the trash can was lifted, and he looked down, at a glance the trash inside, just a snack bag and a few crumpled facial tissues.

He turned and asked Qiao Jian again, "What about other trash cans? Did you find them all?"

"Find them all," Qiao Jian trembled back. "And Master Lu said that Madam was throwing chocolate into this trash can."

Hearing the words, Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, he said, "I have asked the hotel if I have changed the garbage bag during this period."

"Okay." Qiao Jian nodded and immediately called the hotel lobby manager.

He told the lobby manager about the situation on the road. The lobby manager came to Yan Rusheng and said respectfully to him: "General President, our hotel stipulates that the trash can be cleaned three times a day, and it will be cleaned once at nine o'clock in the evening."

Ten p.m? Yan Rusheng glanced at his watch.

bad! It was over ten o'clock, which means that the garbage bag was changed once after the lifelike chocolate was thrown into the trash can.

Thinking, he asked again, "Where's the trash cleaned up?"

The lobby manager replied: "Just installed a garbage truck and ready to send it out."

Yan Yansheng heard the words and said immediately: "Immediately give me a trash bag and a trash bag, and you must find me chocolate."

As he walked hurriedly toward the stairs, there was still a chance to find the trash before it was sent out.

The lobby manager did not dare to neglect and nodded after Yan Rusheng, "Yes, we will do it immediately."

The hotel dispatched half of the cleaning, turning a bag of garbage on the garbage truck. Each garbage bag was not let go, and Zai carefully turned it over.

Trash throughout the hotel, rooms, cloisters, kitchens, halls, toilets ...

I can imagine how big a project it is.

Dozens of people took nearly half an hour to dig through all the trash, but still no chocolate was found.

Yan Rusheng stood next to the garbage truck and looked at the garbage piled up in the mountains. He took out his hands in his pockets, "I don't believe in evil."

He stooped to pick up a trash bag and turned it over, no.

He threw it away and continued to pick up another.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Qiao Jian froze for a moment, then reacted, and hurried forward to stop, he said with a hand of persuasion, "President, what are you doing? Stop turning."

The hotel's lobby manager and other department leaders followed suit, persuading.

"General Yan, every bag of **** has been carefully searched."

It was because Zai had searched carefully, and Yan Yusheng was even more wondering. He asked angrily, "Can the chocolate thrown into the trash can still fly?"

The lobby manager was frightened, lowered his head, and did not dare to speak.

...

The chocolate could not be found, and Yan Rusheng held a lighted cigarette in his hand and leaned on the sofa in the hotel room in a depressed mood.

The young masters sitting next to him were relatively calm, and everyone's eyes showed a little bit of gloat.

Yan Rusheng smoked a cigarette in half, he crushed it, and then he picked up another preparation point.

Lu Yinan reached out and grabbed his wrist, stopping him, and said "carefully": "Yan San, smoking too much hurts the body, this chocolate can't be found if you can't find it. It's useless to borrow cigarettes to relieve your sorrow. "