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Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Three Fate
Leng Sijie eagerly watched Leng Yiyao wave his sleeves and walked away without taking a cloud, and the rest of the group reluctantly knocked on the table: "I said Miss, what about it? Isn't it just a long one? Do you want a prettier passer-by? She takes hers, your expression makes you look like a grumpy woman who has been played with emotions and thrown aside, but still infatuated with no regrets."
"Bah, bah! You are the only one who hates women, you are all hate women!" Liao Sijie suddenly stood up: "Didn't you plan to play? Are you still playing?" Group of losers! She just wanted to be friends with the other party, let alone the other party's high coldness, they are still in trouble! Do you really think she has no ability at all? Liao Sijie twisted her wrist without a trace, no matter what else, but she has practiced tennis for nine years, and she will see how she will abuse this group of melon eaters!
The few people sitting touched their foreheads and suddenly remembered their original intention of coming to this building in the first place. The city's best-equipped tennis club is located on the fifteenth floor. Originally, I was going to go up there and have a good time. Who would have thought that I would run into an out-of-town beauty on the way, but I wasted time.
However, looking at the thick "murderous aura" on Liao Sijie's face, everyone fell silent and couldn't move their legs for a moment.
With well-developed limbs and a simple mind, these eight-character mottos are really suitable for her head. So, later, will they be forced to pick up the ball after they are on the court?
Only Chen Zhifan's eyes flashed over Leng Yiyao, who had entered the elevator in the distance, and his expression flashed slightly. Luo Yifan, who was sitting beside him, couldn't help rubbing his arm against him: "Don't think I didn't pay attention, you seem to have seen her mobile phone number just now." Leng Yiyao glanced at it, and his buddy glanced at him at that time. In terms of his memory, even if it wasn't intentional, the number must have been reflected in his mind right now.
"You are very busy." Chen Zhifan gave him a sideways glance.
Luo Yifan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.
When the group walked in the direction of the Tennis Club, Chen Zhifan stood at the end with a slight footstep. He was sitting closest to Leng Yiyao just now. Although he didn't hear the phone call from the beginning to the end, he heard the words about the transfer clearly.
A transfer student from their school?
It seems that in the future, there will be a chance to see you again...
Leng Yiyao didn't know that she was being missed right now. On the contrary, as soon as she entered the clothing store, she completely let go of her feminine nature!
Dresses in delicate colors? purchase!
A refreshing and natural sea blue shirt? purchase!
A unique embroidered robe? purchase!
All in all, don't miss out on what you like! buy buy buy!
After entrusting the clerk to deliver all the "loot" to the villa tomorrow, she carried the only credit card and mobile phone in her pocket, walked slowly through the moonlight, and finally walked back to the hotel with satisfaction.
In the splendid hall, there were still people coming and going, and she, a 16-year-old girl, did not look too outstanding. However, the moment she stepped into the hotel, the air seemed to move slightly.
She turned around and glanced sharply, and saw the lobby manager looking straight at her. Not only that, but other hotel staff in the lobby also looked silent, and collectively saluted her!
She subconsciously looked down at herself. It's no different from going out, what the hell is the reaction of this group of people?
"I'm sorry to disturb you, Miss Leng." The hall manager quickly found the scene embarrassed, and immediately walked up to her. Seeing her frowning and not saying a word, her expression immediately became slightly unnatural, but she still smiled like a spring breeze: "I don't know you now Do you have time?"
"Is something wrong?" She admitted that she didn't know anyone in the hotel. Before Siller left, in addition to throwing a card, the most he could tell was that her consumption could be put on his account. This group of people suddenly reacted strangely.
"That's it," the lobby manager met her eyes and rubbed his palms subconsciously: "The executive director of our group hopes to meet you."
Um?
who?
What executive director?
Leng Yiyao almost engraved a line of words in his eyes: "I'm young, don't lie to me!"
The lobby manager just felt bitter. He is also very innocent. Early in the morning, he and the account manager stood tremblingly at the door to welcome the group boss who returned from overseas inspections. Unexpectedly, he waited for two hours without seeing anyone. I thought it was the executive director who temporarily changed the itinerary and was about to leave. Who wants to meet a stunned young man who just came to work in the hotel, he ran to his side in a hurry, and reported to the account manager that the guests in the VIP room ordered a large one in the morning. The food from the dining car was thrown aside with disgust after only a few bites. This kind of thing is not big or small. Foreign guests who are not accustomed to local food have gone to many places. The key is that because the other party is a VIP customer, it stands to reason that the account manager will pay a return visit in person. But the bad thing is that they waited for most of the day, and at the moment when Leng Touqing finished speaking, they came from behind them...
Then, there is no then.
He was ordered to wait in the hall until she returned. Anyone who sees Leng Yiyao's figure up and down the hotel, immediately reports to the top!
The lobby manager had a tearful expression on his face, feeling that he didn't even want to recall the tragic moment in the morning.
"Our hotel belongs to the Shengde Group. Don't worry about Miss Leng. Our executive director just wants to meet you and it won't delay you for too long."
Shengde Group…….
Leng Yiyao blew her bangs and raised the corners of her lips. Today, she still has a lot of fate with the word "Holy virtue"....
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In response to the request of the majority of readers, at the beginning of this chapter, I slowly added the word count.