For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

Zhao Xueli put the freshly squeezed watermelon juice in her hand aside and asked:

"Has the complaint been handled today?"

"It's taken care of."

"How to deal with it?"

"If a customer refuses a refund and fails to come on time after booking a room, it is his own fault."

Zhao Xueli nodded with satisfaction and praised:

"Well done, it seems you listened carefully to my training class.

Why do we open hotels?

Isn’t it just to make money?

Is there any reason why I can still cancel a room after booking it? Want to eat shit? "

Zhao Xueli picked up the watermelon juice and took a deep sip, twisting and turning before getting ready to go upstairs.

That old guy Yuan Chenghong is dead is a great thing for her.

She is free!

And she also got a suite, a four-star hotel, which Yuan Chenghong recorded in her name in advance.

On the day she got the real estate certificate, Zhao Xueli was overjoyed and excited.

She succeeded in starting a business and achieved financial freedom!

As soon as Zhao Shirley turned around, she heard a huge movement behind her.

Wow…

The glass door of the hotel was smashed to pieces.

A group of people rushed in and pushed her to the ground.

"Who are you? If you dare to cause trouble in the capital, I will call the police! Xiaomei, call the police!"

Shirley Zhao yelled at the girl at the front desk.

She was being pinned to the ground with her hair disheveled.

The silk pajamas were blown by the cold wind, and his whole body trembled.

"Too...ma'am!"

The girl at the front desk timidly said hello to Huang Yi.

She is an old employee, how could she not know Mrs. Yuan.

As for calling the police, stop joking.

Failure to call the police will result in expulsion at the most.

After calling the police, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to walk out of the hotel alive.

"Okay, very good!" Huang Yi looked around and said with a smile:

"I always thought that this hotel was sold by that bitch, but I didn't expect that it would be transferred to the name of a little bitch like you."

The Yuan family has too many assets, and it is sometimes very confusing as to which ones belong to the family and which ones are privately owned by Yuan Chenghong.

Mutual substitution, cashing out, corruption, and compromising transactions are all there.

It was impossible for Huang Yi to ask questions one by one.

How do the seven major families exist? If a hotel is missing, it is like an ordinary person losing a dollar. It is normal not to notice it.

If Huang Yi hadn't suddenly thought of finding a future daughter-in-law, he might not have discovered these things.

When Yuan Chenghong was alive, he kept this matter a secret.

After all, her methods are far inferior to those of Yuan Chenghong.

Only then did Zhao Shirley realize that the person standing in front of her was the former mistress of the Yuan family.

Her face suddenly turned pale and she forced herself to calm down:

"It turns out you're here, auntie. What are you...what are you doing?"

When a mistress meets her first wife, she naturally feels guilty and there is nothing she can do about it.

Although she didn't do it voluntarily, she took her husband's assets.

Boom!

Zhao Xueli's head was stepped on the floor by Huang Yi:

"Little bitch, you still know how to call me aunt. I thought you were going to call me sister."

When Zhao Xueli heard this, her face suddenly lost all color.

Was... found out by her? Zhao Xueli forced a smile:

"Auntie, what are you talking about?"

Thinking back to when Yuan Weida took Zhao Shirley back to Yuan's house, Huang Yi was very dissatisfied.

What kind of family is the Yuan family? How could you marry such a grassroots untouchable?

However, both her husband and son seemed to be possessed by ghosts, and they liked Zhao Shirley.

In the end, Huang Yi didn't expect that Yuan Chenghong really liked him. This bitch deserved to die.

This little bitch deserves to die too.

"Don't you like my old man? He just happened to be gone, so you should go down and accompany him."

Huang Yi raised his foot and stepped on Zhao Xueli's belly.

But her feet were still 0.0001 centimeters away from Shirley Zhao’s belly.

It suddenly stopped and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't step on it.

The entire hall was covered with golden vines.

Everyone seemed to have traveled through the primeval forest.

Golden silk ghost vine, extraordinary level!

Huang Yi and all the spiritual level professionals were entangled.

Only the three early stage extraordinarys can still move freely.

"who is it!"

The three of them stood ready.

A figure came from the darkness outside the door, with a little fox standing on his shoulder.

"Fan Kaibei! Do you want to interfere in this matter?"

If others don't know about him, will the Huang family not know about him?

The best beast master in the Qianlong organization

The fox on Fan Kaibei's shoulder is a mythical beast, and it is said that it has recently broken through the Super 2 Bridge.

There is no way he can suppress this fox without the strength of more than 10 extraordinary bridges.

Most of Qianlong's top executives are members of the seven major families.

The internal information of Qianlong is no secret to the seven major families, unless it is deliberately blocked from the seven major families.

Although Fan Kaibei's strength is pretty good, it is not enough to fight against the seven major families.

Not every drop of it...uh wrong.

Not every genius is Yi Yan...this tiger!

Fan Kaibei walked into the hall, shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I happened to be patrolling nearby and heard the noise and came over to take a look.

It's not okay to take action without authorization in the capital. This violates the "Professional Management Code." You guys will come back with me to assist in the investigation. "

Ayan was so clever and clever, he actually knew that this fat woman was going to cause trouble for Zhao Xueli.

Is he still in love? So what is Xiao Xue? Fan Kaibei has made up eighteen bloody sadomasochism dramas from Hong Kong and Taiwan in his mind.

When Huang Yi heard this, he angrily said: "Go away, you can handle the Yuan family's private affairs?"

Roar……

Fan Kaibei's contracted beasts were lined up, and their pressure gathered in the hotel lobby.

Everyone's breathing suddenly stagnated, and Huang Yi also closed his mouth.

Extraordinary contracted beasts of imperial bloodline: Flame Turtle, Four-Winged Wind Falcon, and Temple Shining Dog.

There are also poison-armored iron crocodiles with ordinary bloodlines and ice-capped killer whales that bounce on the ground.

Plus the mythical beast, the four-eyed spirit fox!

None of the three early stage extraordinary ones brought by Huang Yi dared to take action.

The most important thing is that the fox on Fan Kaibei's shoulders stood up.

"Are you sure you want to interfere in my Yuan family's family affairs?

Do you think that by joining Qianlong, you can show off your power over the seven major families?

Believe it or not, just one word from me can make it difficult for you to move forward in the Qianlong Organization. "

What Huang Yi said was true, but Fan Kaibei was not without a backer.

Ayan, you are really causing trouble for me. Fan Kaibei threw out a wooden door:

"I can't hold it anymore, let me be the boss."

The wooden door opened and a hand stretched out.

Bang!

A gust of palm wind blew on Huang Yi's face, and a red palm print suddenly appeared.

Huang Yi was knocked to the ground and a tooth came out of his mouth.

A loud voice came from inside the door:

"Even if Yuan Chenghong was alive, he would not dare to act so wantonly and not take Qianlong's rules seriously.

Whoever dares to take action today will be killed without mercy! "

Bang!

The wooden door closed and the scene suddenly became quiet.

The air seemed frozen.

This was Yi Yan's voice, and they could all hear it.

This is the most popular figure in the Beijing professional circle recently.

Just because he killed Yuan Chenghong, he was still unscathed.

Things in Myanmar are being covered up, and they don’t know yet.

He dared to kill Yuan Chenghong, let alone Mrs. Yuan.

The scene was quiet for a long time.

Huang Yi covered his face and glanced at Zhao Shirley bitterly:

"let's go!"