"Since you can't decide, call your manager out and I'll tell him myself."
It seems that women are not easy to mess with, so the receptionist had to contact the manager.
Soon, the manager came over and knew the woman's voice. He immediately smiled and said, "Madam Feng, it's you. What do you need?"
Mrs. Feng looked at the manager and said with high spirits, "I want to find out which room a person is in. Can the manager do it?"
"Here... Who are you looking for?" Asked the manager.
"The wind clears the face." Mrs. Feng said, "all the check-in staff will check in. Help me find out which room she lives in."
After hesitating, the manager said, "OK, please wait a moment."
The manager looked at the receptionist and said, "find out which room Miss Feng Qingyan lives in."
"OK."
Madam Feng glanced at the receptionist and snorted coldly.
After the meeting, the front desk said, "manager, there is no information about a young lady Feng Qingyan."
"What did you say? No! How could that be?" Madame Feng questioned.
The manager said, "you should check again."
The front desk said, "I've checked it several times, but I really haven't."
The manager looked at Mrs. Xiang Feng and said, "madam, are you sure miss Feng is in our hotel?"
"Of course I'm sure. How else would I come?"
"But there is really no information about Miss Feng's check-in in the system. Would you like to follow Miss Feng to confirm?"
Madam Feng said coldly, "if I can find her to confirm, what else can I do with you!" After a pause, she looked at the receptionist and said, "are you sure you checked carefully?"
Madam Feng looks unhappy. Feng Qingyao can't cheat her, but what's wrong with Feng Qingyan who can't be found in the hotel?
Junxinyue hotel belongs to the private property of Beiming Yue. It came from other people in the early morning. Few people know it, including the hotel staff, who do not know the identity of the big boss.
As the boss behind the scenes, he naturally doesn't need to register, let alone register Feng Qingyan's name.
After thinking for a while, madam Feng calls Feng Qingyao again to confirm, but the other party doesn't answer the phone.
The woman's face, which was originally very unhappy, was even worse at this time. One by one, she didn't answer her phone. She simply hung up and turned away angrily.
In the car, Feng Qingyan looked out of the window quietly.
She grew up in this city. Obviously, she is very familiar with it, but now she feels so strange that she has no feelings for it.
Seeing that the woman hung up the phone and looked out of the window in a trance, after a long time, Beiming Yue finally couldn't help asking, "what are you thinking? Whose phone was it just now?"
Feng Qingyan regained his mind, turned to look at him, and suddenly said, "I wonder what it would be like if I hadn't run five years ago and stayed in the city all the time."
Beiming Yue: "we got married five years ago."
Feng Qingyan: "not necessarily. You were so grumpy at that time. Maybe you would really break my leg."
Beiming Yue: "...... I'm just talking. When will I be willing to touch your finger?"
Feng Qingyan: "if you didn't touch a finger of mine, you can say it!"
Beiming Yue suddenly smiled: "that doesn't count at night." After a pause, he added, "don't try to change the subject. Who just called you?"
"Madam Feng."
Feng Qingyan's understated answer seemed to be talking about a stranger.
Beiming moved his lips more and more. Before he could speak, Feng Qingyan immediately said: "I have already pulled her black. I won't have any contact with them in the future."