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Chapter 957

"I won't go in!" Zhuo Lin felt ashamed.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but Yu Feixue grabbed him.

"What? This is how your hotel treats guests? Call your manager out and I want to ask, where is the doorman stopping the guests from entering? Who gives you the right to you!" Yu Feixue was not afraid of the sky or the earth.

When the doorman saw Yu Feixue's attitude, he certainly knew Yu Feixue, and he was with the gentleman just now. The problem was that he didn't want to stop her.

He hurriedly explained, "Miss, please don't get me wrong. I'm not stopping you from entering, I'm stopping this person. He is not a guest in our hotel. We don't allow him to enter in order to be afraid of harassing other guests."

God knows how he could stop the guests from entering.

Don't want to do it anymore!

"Oh, then I'll tell you! He's the guest! We're about to go in and check in for him, why? You can't go in?"

He Wei had turned around and said, raising a card in his hand.

That was their hotel's VIP card.

He Wei has been doing business all year round, and Hong Kong City is where he often comes. Because he has learned some Hong Kong language, it is really not surprising that he has VIP cards here.

The doorman was in a dilemma.

Zhuo Lin was not allowed to enter because the guests on the top floor ordered him, but Zhuo Lin is also a guest here now, so he has no right to prevent the guests from entering.

Even if the manager comes, he will not protect him. They are not opened by Mr. Zhuo! His boss is not such a person who is inferior to others.

If you know that he does this, you don’t need to say that you are unemployed.

He hurriedly accompanied the smile, "Yes, of course! Mr. He, we have always been very welcome to customers, so how could we keep them away? It was a misunderstanding just now. Mr. Zhuo said he wanted to find someone, and for the sake of the personal safety of the guests, we should not let people in casually. This is a misunderstanding." Their profession is to accompany the smile, of course, they are talking to people and talking to ghosts.

"Mr. Zhuo, please come in."

He complained secretly in his heart. Mr. Zhuo on the top floor asked them to keep the people out of the door and gave them a lot of tips. The problem was that it seemed impossible to block them now.

Zhuo Lin was indignant. He was blocked by these doorman security guards for many times.

To put it bluntly, it’s not because I don’t have money. If I have money, I can live in and look for anyone I want.

Someone will care about what he does.

Yu Feixue glanced at the doorman and pulled Zhuo Linzhi into the doorman arrogantly.

He Wei completed the accommodation procedures for Zhuolin.

Just treat yourself as doing good deeds every day.

The three of them went upstairs.

The elevator student quietly glanced at Zhuo Lin from the corner of his eyes.

There was no way. The two people next to him looked normal in dressing. When they looked like homeless people begging on the roadside.

However, their professional ethics require that they must not cause any discomfort to their guests.

So you can only look at the corner of your eyes quietly, or you can look at the metal surface of the elevator that is as smooth as a mirror.

Not to mention, Zhuo Lin has been a homeless man on the street these days.

Not only was he expelled from the school, but he couldn't afford the rent of the house he rented, but he was also driven out by the landlord. He had no money to live in a hotel and had no money to live in.

Because he was fired this time, he was very disgraceful, and Zhuo Lin had no face to ask his good friend for help.

Fortunately, the weather is not cold now.

He took his own things and rested on the park bench, or it was the bench on the other side of the bridge.

Anyway, he has lived a life worse than a homeless man these days.

After entering the room, He Wei took a look at Zhuo Wei's clothes and said that he would definitely not be able to wear them anymore.

It would be better to find a T-shirt and big shorts from his box than to continue wearing the clothes he looked like moldy sauerkraut on his body.

"You take a shower first and clean up your clothes. Then let's go for lunch together and talk while eating."

It has reached this point, and He Wei has no plans.

Zhuo Lin's outfit made him believe that he was a design genius.

It's better to kill him to death.

He Wei, Yu Feixue, and Zhuo Lin were sitting in the restaurant.

This is the rotating restaurant on the top floor of the hotel.

Of course, you can also see the unobstructed scenery of Harbor City here.

Zhuo Lin was eating voraciously, and He Wei slowly cut the steak in front of him. At this time, Zhuo Lin finally looked like a normal person. His clothes were still like a child wearing adult clothes on him. Zhuo Lin was very thin, like a bamboo pole.

Yu Feixue was also sad when she looked at Zhuo Lin. After all, Zhuo Lin was once the prince in her mind. It is inevitable that a person with such talent is so down and out, which is inevitable that it will be sad.

"You can eat slowly, it's not enough, you can order it."

Zhuo Lin swallowed a large mouthful of food in his mouth, and his face was indeed embarrassed.

He hasn't eaten well for about a week. How can he buy food without money?

When he had no choice but to go to the supermarket to eat the food that others were trying, but those things couldn't fill their stomachs. And when he first went there, they welcomed him warmly, but after two days, he always saw him coming to eat, he started to look up.

He is a person with strong self-esteem.

Later, the people who went there were those who didn't show his face to eat.

You can imagine how hungry it is to the point behind.

"Sorry, I'm a little out of my composure!"

I also understand that I completely disregarded my demeanor.

"By the way, Feixue, what's the matter with me? Are you not in the Magic City? Why did you come to Hong Kong City to find me?" Fortunately, the minimum IQ is still online.

Yu Feixue glanced at He Wei.

"This is He Wei, my good friend and a relative of my sister. This time we were coming to find you specifically. He Wei is a private custom-made boss and wants to find an ideal designer. I gave him suggestions and he will come to you to talk to you."

Zhuo Lin then understood why the other person came, so he couldn't help but lower his head and silently finished the food on the plate in front of him.

Wiping his mouth clean with a tissue, as if he had made up his mind, he looked up at He Wei and Yu Feixue.

"I'm so sorry. Let you see my status. Tell you the truth, you have found the wrong person. I am no longer a student in the design department of a certain university. Just a month ago, I was expelled from the school. The name of the expulsion was that I copied someone else's design drawings. So I'm very sorry for wasting your trip so far."

The indifference in his tone makes people feel his helplessness and indignation.

Yu Feixue was surprised.

She thought of the reason why Zhuo Lin was fired, but she absolutely did not expect that the reason why she was fired was plagiarism.
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