Meng Fei tilted his head and stared at the little girl expressionlessly. He said, "How old are you?"
The little girl smiled and said, "Me?"
"Yes, it's you."
"Well, I'm 17."
"How long have you worked here?" Meng Fei continued to ask.
"Why do the guests ask so many questions?" The little girl's smile became businesslike.
Although she smiled, her whole body exuded an aura of resistance.
Meng Fei smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just want to know the quality of the regular employees of your Dream Manor Hotel. After all, customers are God."
"So, you will answer me, right?"
[Rule 7: The customer is God. Under normal circumstances, the staff is willing to abide by this principle. 】
The little girl's smile was a little stiff, but she still smiled and said: "Of course, after all, the customer is God."
"I've been working here for almost three years."
Meng Fei felt as if his whole body had been electrocuted and tingling a little. He heard himself ask:
"Then how did you die?"
The little girl's smile disappeared, and her eyes stared at Meng Fei sinisterly.
"Really, why do you ask such a question?"
Meng Fei: "Answer me."
"...This is my personal privacy, I can't answer it." The little girl said directly.
[Rule 2: Customers have the rights of customers, and staff have the rights of staff. 】
"Guest, don't go too far." The little girl warned directly this time.
Meng Fei took a deep breath and said, "Really? Then Wang Qi, why are you here?"
The little girl's expression turned completely cold, and she said, "Guest, what are you talking about?"
Meng Fei was not afraid of her cold face. He even took a step forward and said, "Wang Qi, why are you here!"
"Who is Wang Qi?"
"I know! She is the first female high school student in our family to be selected into the Rules and Monsters! She performed very well back then!"
"Those who know her must be old fans of Weird Live, right?"
"Wang Qi is indeed very strong. If it weren't for the fourth rule that she will surely die if she talks about ghosts, she should be able to last for a long time, right?"
"By the way, why didn't Wang Qi choose to leave in the first place?"
"I don't know, maybe it's fun?"
Wang Qi, the first player in the flower-planting family's weird live broadcast, and the granddaughter of Wang Jianguo, died in the fourth rule strange story, a blood-red phone booth.
Meng Fei knew Wang Qi because when he was in Qingshan Mental Hospital, he met Wang Qi, who was a caregiver, and the two got along very well.
Soon after, Wang Qi was selected and entered the weird live broadcast.
Those little moves just now are all Wang Qi's habits!
The little girl felt cold all over her body, but under Meng Fei's see-through eyes, she could only sigh, shrugged and said, "Oh, what are you doing!"
"This game is really not fun!"
"My face has changed, can you still recognize me?"
"Brother Meng Fei, I really belong to you~"
As she spoke, the little girl pulled off pieces of skin-colored wax from her face.
Revealing a beautiful face, with single eyelids, willow-leaf eyebrows, a beautiful nose and pink lips, with a sense of world-weariness that does not suit her age.
Wang Qi stretched his body and said: "It's not fun~"
Meng Fei: "..."
Wang Qi smiled and said: "But it's worth it to see your expression~"
Meng Fei finally asked: "Tell me the truth, is this world a huge Qingshan Mental Hospital?"
"Are you guys joining forces to play tricks on me?"
"Hahahahaha, what! Brother Meng Fei, what you say is still interesting!" Wang Qi laughed.
Meng Hei stood aside blankly, blinking.
Meng Fei is going crazy now. Even if Shen Xiuqing appears in front of him in the next second, he will not doubt it at all!
"No, I'm in a bit of a complicated mood right now, let me sort it out."
Wang Qi lazily leaned on the counter and said, "What are you talking about? That's what happened. I died and became an employee of Dream Hotel Manor~"
"So, Liu Yongfu is also dead?" Meng Fei grabbed his hair and asked in disbelief.
Wang Qi raised her eyes and looked up again. She said, "It's different. Uncle Liu works here for a very long time. That's what they said anyway."
"Them?!" Meng Fei grasped the key point.
Wang Qi narrowed her eyes and looked at Meng Fei. She said, "Well, they, there are many, many employees here. Of course, there are also more informal employees. There might be people among them who Meng Fei knows,"
"However, I hope you don't dig too deep. It won't be good for you."
"This is the Dream Manor Hotel, the most special place separated from the world and time."
Meng Fei stared at Wang Qi, wondering what he should say now to make himself look less stupid.
Wang Qi said: "Ah, I almost forgot, grandpa, mom and dad, you should be watching too, right?"
Wang Qi said, stood up straight, and then showed a happy smile, her beautiful face showing the joy of twisting and revenge.
"You all saw it, I died, I died tragically~"
"I was torn to pieces and eaten by the monster in the blood-red phone booth."
"Now, I am no longer that Wang Qi. I am a free man who has escaped from that damn world!"
"I can do whatever I want now."
"I will never become your pride, because after I die, you must remember that it was you who forced me to death!"
"It was you who said good things to me, and then deprived me of everything, even my freedom, will, and dignity, leaving me breathless. That's why I died!"
"So, please bear with me for the rest of your life. In the next life, we will have nothing to do with each other~"
Wang Jianguo's face was gloomy. He stared blankly at the girl on the screen, and his originally strong back collapsed.
"Qiqi, how could..."
Wang Qi finished speaking happily, took a long breath of relief, looked at Meng Fei again, and said:
"Brother Meng Fei picked up a lot of poor people before, right?"
"Obviously we were chosen, but after they turned into monsters, they still want to return to that world."
"So, it's doomed to have a miserable ending, isn't it?"
"Without exception, they were all abandoned by their families, right? Just like Brother Meng Fei."
"Brother Meng Fei, don't think that all this is a coincidence."
Meng Fei looked at Wang Qi and said, "These things are destined to happen, right?"
"Someone has written a script for me and hopes that I will follow the script, right?"
"who's that person?"
