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    Wronged to digest by yourself?

    Zhu Ke laughed angrily.

    This sentence proves that Zhao Ziming is bad. It is not that he does not lack the judgment of ordinary people, nor does he lack the ability to empathize with ordinary people.  Knowing everything, he deliberately judged her harshly, and he knew that everyone would be wronged.

    So, this bastard¡ª¡ª

    Also a rich bastard.

    She calmed down and stopped trying to reason with him.

    ? On the day of the meeting, she woke up early, called the hotel reception staff in person, Zhao Ziming, the driver who was responsible for the pick-up, went to the kitchen to check the menu and wait for the dishes to be served, leading the way for the guests.  A colleague from the Ministry of Commerce came to ask for help. The guest was not proficient in operating the conference equipment, but the language was not very good.  Zhu Ke couldn't think too much about it, so he ran over to act as a temporary translator, and the Chinese and English languages ??were seamlessly connected.  Every time the customer's needs are settled, Zhao Ziming is standing next to her and staring at her, which is very refreshing.

    Throughout the day, she was more tired than everyone else, and by the time 20 or so people were sent away at 90 o'clock in the evening, her calf was already swollen.

    The supervisor felt that she was serious, and comforted, "I have already explained to the manager, try to see if I can cancel the criticism report."

    She smiled wryly, "Leader, just give me two more days off."

    The supervisor stopped talking. Finally, an honest and willing scalper came. He was complained countless times and half of his salary was deducted without arguing to leave. How could he let go so easily?  She just said, "Don't worry, I have submitted your application for becoming a full-time employee, and your salary will be adjusted next month. I will also report you the night shift fee, and I will definitely make up for the fine."

    Zhu Ke didn't care about fines at all, he just thought about everything he had done since he went to work.  What is wrong?  Why did Zhao Ziming stare at her and complain?  Or did he know her identity?  But it's not right, if you really know, how can you continue to live in the hotel?

    She went upstairs while thinking about it, and it was time to go to Zhao Ziming's room to greet the results of today's work.

    She knocked on the door and waited a few seconds for no one to answer.  At this time, Zhao Ziming was not around as usual.  She knocked again, and after making sure no one was there, she took out the door card and opened the door.  The curtains in the room were drooping, and the living room was a bit messy, with various materials piled up on the sofa and coffee table.  The bedroom door was ajar, and a corner of the bed could be seen.

    "Mr. Zhao¡ª" she called out.

    No one answered.

    Well, since no one is here, we can start cleaning up.

    Put back the messy things in the living room first, and put the materials that should be on the bookshelves on the bookshelves.

    Five minutes after the start, there was a sudden noise in the bedroom.

    Zhu Ke turned his head and saw a naked body coming out of the bathroom inside.  Broad shoulders, slender waist, long buttocks and long legs, plus something indescribable.  He obviously spotted her, looked down indifferently, then grabbed the towel next to him and slowly wrapped it around his waist, and smiled at her.

    She stood up straight in surprise, she didn't want to walk, she didn't want to walk, she only had one thought in her mind - what a shameless man.

    Zhao Ziming leaned against the door frame, raised his chin, "Butler Zhu?"

    The voice was hoarse and smelled of alcohol.

    "Sorry, I knocked on the door twice and called the special line. After entering the house, I still¡ª" After entering the house, she should have a look around first. She lowered her head, feeling that she was about to be misunderstood again with malicious intentions.

    A little moisture and heat approached, Zhu Ke raised his eyes, but saw a handsome face approaching.  She was slightly taken aback, but it was too late to avoid her, her face flushed with embarrassment.

    He smiled, "Sorry? The hotel's training is to randomly enter the guest's room to see the naked body of the guest? Is it all right to apologize afterwards?"

    Sure enough.

    Zhu Ke had no choice but to bow his head and apologize again, "I'm sorry, how should I make up for it?"

    Make up?  Zhao Ziming didn't say anything, Da Ma Jindao sat on the sofa, wiped the water beads on his short hair, and then picked up the cigarette case and pulled out a cigarette from the mouthpiece.  He was looking for a lighter everywhere, and Zhu Ke took one out of his bag and handed it over.  Zhao Ziming stared at her, took the lighter, lit it, and held up the small flame to the cigarette butt.

    The dense smoke, the burnt smell of tobacco.

    Zhu Ke had a thorn in his back, wondering what kind of moth he was about to make.

    However, he casually put the lighter in the fruit bowl, opened the coffee table drawer, pulled out a box and threw it out.

    She looked at him puzzled, and he took a puff from the flue, "Here's for you, take it."

    The small black box was finally picked up.

    "Open it and see if you like it." He held the cigarette between his fingers, "Thank you for your hard work today."

    the??Immediately put away the movie tickets, and hypocritically said, "It can't be that coincidental."

    Zhao Ziming didn't care too much. He searched the small shop next to him and said suddenly, "Do you like bayberry juice?"

    She didn't understand what he was going to do, so she nodded hesitantly.

    He dropped the word "waiting" and headed towards a small shop.

    Within a few minutes, two glasses of crimson juice came.  He handed her the steaming cup, "Take it."

    Zhu Ke didn't know how to react, but the juice had already been stuffed into his hand.

    Cannibals are soft-mouthed, but soft-handed.

    Zhu Ke drank a glass of fruit juice from Zhao Ziming, and his attitude softened a little after watching the first movie.

    After all, they still need to get along with each other in the future.

    "Mr. Zhao, are you on vacation too?" she asked.

    Zhao Ziming said, "Zhao Ziming¡ª¡ª"

    She was puzzled, and he said, "Just call me by name after get off work."

    Hypocritically.

    Waiting for the interval between the second movie, Zhu Ke went to a massage chair to relax his muscles.  Zhao Ziming didn't walk away, and sat next to her.

    "Zhao Ziming, do you like our hotel?" She asked.  If you don't like it, why do you complain every day and still live every day?  She doesn't think her hotel has anything to attract guests, after all, it doesn't have a good reputation.

    "so so."

    Zhu Ke slandered, since he was so reluctant, why didn't he leave?  Is it too much money to pay one year's fees in advance?

    Zhao Ziming looked at her sideways, "Which company did you hire for employee training? Before, everyone squeezed their throats, spoke in a false voice, and couldn't move when they laughed. It's just you.  It's pleasing to the eye."

    She was almost choked to death by the saliva, this bastard's hard to serve is really beyond imagination.  The girls were interested in him, and they ran to show courteousness, but he thought they were hypocritical and complained; she went to serve him sincerely and worked hard everywhere, but she was still complained.  Pleasant to the eye, means the number of complaints is the most?

    She couldn't understand this logic.

    He put his hand on the armrest of the massage chair and knocked twice, "You can learn from Haidilao."

    Zhu Ke glanced at him, "Don't you think it's too noisy?"

    He is a quiet person.

    Zhao Ziming rested his chin in his hand, "A warm pillow is very precious. With your desperate attitude, you haven't been given enough money, right?"

    It's not very affectionate when it comes to money.

    "Zhao Ziming, you should know the rules of our hotel, right? If you are complained once, you will deduct the money, and the second time you will be doubled." Zhu Ke bought a half-hour massage on his mobile phone, and the massage chair started to move and put her down.

    Zhao Ziming raised his eyebrows and bought time, and the two stood side by side.

    "I took over you for almost half a month, and I was deducted 1,550 yuan, plus a notice of criticism." If it weren't for the supervisor's high hand, one month would be for nothing.

    He narrowed his eyes with a smile, "I think your hotel should pay me."

    bitch.

    "The consultant management of the hotel management company asks all the questions and gives the implementation plan. How much is the consultant fee for a year? I am very dissatisfied with your service and ask for excellence, but pay high fees without complaint. Cherish it."

    From this point of view, it really is.

    ? On a rare holiday, I want to be happy and happy, and I don't want to listen to people in class.  She was a little upset and said, "Zhao Ziming, let's discuss it. Since we are so destined, don't complain to me in the future, right?"

    What a bitch, she stopped talking and smiled at her like that.  She knew it was impossible to tell him not to complain.

    "I'll treat you to dinner." He changed the subject, "I know there's a good restaurant here, try it and you'll know it's much better than the hotel's meal."

    Zhu Ke knew that she couldn't afford him, but that didn't stop her from getting her salary back.

    "Okay." She said, "Thank you for your expense."

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