Tao Le returned to the hotel with the Tibetan mother and son, and saw several cars parked outside the door, and the door was surrounded by more than a dozen people.
A man wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a low-brimmed peaked cap, with his entire face almost completely covered, jumped out of the car and was immediately surrounded by those people and entered the hotel.
It seems that some famous person has also stayed at the Mio Hotel.
Tao Le didn't think much about it, and directly called the hotel staff to check in for free for the mother and son, and specifically told them that three meals a day would be guaranteed.
Her requests have always been the first to be met. The lobby manager ran over immediately and enthusiastically led the mother and son to the front desk, specifically instructing a dedicated person to handle the relevant procedures.
Seeing this scene, the group of people who were handling related matters at the front desk were unhappy.
A very capable woman with exquisite makeup stood up immediately, frowning and looking at the lobby manager:
"Are you the lobby manager? Just now the front desk said you were away for something, why are you free now? How dare these two -" She casually glanced at the Tibetan mother and son:
"Do you have some extraordinary status that is more noble than our Asen?"
It stands to reason that any service staff in any hotel who heard her say this would definitely apologize first, then explain it carefully, and then listen carefully to her request.
Who would have thought that the lobby manager of the Miao Hotel is not like this.
He looks very young, and his appearance is particularly outstanding. In appearance, he is no worse than his own artist, and in terms of temperament, he is even three points better.
But there is a huge difference in how they behave. Not only did he ignore her words, but he continued to be busy with the mother and son, without even looking at her.
The woman fell down in anger and simply said to the submissive waitress at the front desk: "Call the person in charge of your hotel to come out, and I will have a good talk with him - I can't talk to the manager in the lobby."
Unexpectedly, the waiter only looked honest, but spoke in a completely different style:
"Guest, if you have any requests, you can ask me directly. As long as they are reasonable, I can make the decision myself. There is no need to ask the lobby manager or person in charge."
"Haha." The woman said happily: "We, Asen, have traveled to so many places and stayed in countless hotels. This is really the first time I have met you like this."
"Okay, you won't contact me, right? Then give me the phone number of the person in charge, and I'll call him directly - by then, you may not be able to keep your job."
But the waiter just straightened it out and said, "I can't give you the phone number. If you feel that this hotel is not suitable for you, then please feel free to do so."
He looked like he couldn't help but love her.
"Okay. Don't regret it - let's go." The woman turned around and returned to the resting area in the corner of the lobby with a few people behind her. She told the matter to the hidden man, and then road:
"Asen, when you go to Tibetan City to film a movie, security is a big deal and you need the hotel's full cooperation."
"But they have such an indifferent attitude now. No one is even willing to come out and listen to our requests. It shows that it is not suitable. In my opinion, it is better to find another company."
The man was silent for a while, then turned to look at her: "Sister Xin, we will only stay here for three days, and then we will go to the pastoral area for filming. There is no need to make it too complicated."
"I think this hotel is good, so I don't need to change."
"You have a good temper, but you don't have the airs of a big star!" Sister Xin said helplessly.
She knew his temper, and it was difficult to change his mind on a settled matter, so she had no choice but to stand up and continue to negotiate.
It was the same lobby manager from before. She had just put the Tibetan mother and son into the elevator when she stopped them.
"Do you have time? There are some things we artists would like to discuss while we are here."
"Can."
"Asen is a top star in the country. You should know this without me telling you. It is his personal wish to choose your hotel. To be honest, I am not satisfied. So you'd better do a good job in supporting facilities." Even better”
"A hotel cannot satisfy everyone." Before she could finish her words, the lobby manager spread his hands and said, "This is a two-way choice. You don't have to make do with it."
What's wrong with the people in this hotel? They all have the same tone. This made Sister Xin feel very powerless. What she said just now was just to pave the way for her next request. She didn't expect that the other party would be so unreasonable.
As far as the service of this hotel is concerned, if it can stay open for a year without becoming obsolete, I will lose.
"You misunderstood me. What I want to say is that through communication, we can find a move-in plan that is acceptable to both parties." Sister Xin said:
"Our requirements are actually not high. Security and privacy must be guaranteed. Asen likes to live on the top floor. We will book that floor and the floor below so that no one else can enter. In addition, there must be a special elevator"
"Sorry." The lobby manager interrupted her again: "The hotel has enough suites of various types. It's okay to book the other two floors."
"But the top two floors you want are not available to the public. In addition, special elevators cannot be opened for you."
"What do you mean?" Sister Xin didn't quite understand: "Did other guests make reservations first?"
"No. Those two floors are rooms for our boss's own use and are not involved in business. If you can't accept this, then we don't need to talk about the rest."
He stood up directly and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute, let me ask Asen." Sister Xin called immediately, and after getting a positive reply, she said, "Okay. So, does the hotel also have a presidential suite?"
"Of course. Our suites are more spacious and more luxuriously decorated than those in other hotels."
"Okay, can you take me up to see the room and floor?"
"OK."
Tao Le went to the restaurant, packed some snacks and fruits, and personally delivered them to the Tibetan mother and son's room.
"Are you getting used to living here?" She looked at the room and saw that it was a Tibetan-style suite, so she asked.
"You are used to living here." The mother said with great gratitude: "You are Angela sent by God. We will never forget what you have done for us."
It is a pleasure to help others within your ability.
Tao Le pressed the upward elevator button. With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and standing inside was the lobby manager and the few people who had gathered at the front desk just now.
"Dr. Tao." The lobby manager immediately smiled when he saw her: "Why didn't you take the special elevator?"
(End of chapter)
