Not everyone needs their polite favor, so what if these students are dissatisfied?

This is not a woman’s nonsense, this is the school’s rule!

Respect the strong!

Not happy, not happy that I am working hard to improve my cultivation and break through the levels!

If you really want to argue with her, a woman at the reception desk, this kind of person will not go far, and this woman is not afraid of this kind of student.

Regardless of the freshman's mood, the woman waited for Shi Nan to come over and said with a smile on her face: "Classmate Shi Nan, was your stay in the hotel okay before? If you are not satisfied, we will also accept complaints here."

"Thank you, auntie, I'm very satisfied."

"That's good."

The woman laughed again, and then said: "I checked it for you before. The dormitory allocation is good, so I haven't changed it."

With that said, there is no need to check the ID card and admission notice like other people, the woman directly enters the information into the computer.

Soon, the woman handed over a key and said: "No. 18, Area B."

Shinan quickly took the key, but was a little confused. The dormitory allocation at the Military Defense University seemed to be a little different from what he imagined.

Lu Peng, who was next to him, said with some envy: "I was assigned to District B directly. I remember that I just came here last year and was assigned to District C at first..."

The woman curled her lips and said, "You are already an old student, why do you still need me to teach you? How much ability do you have and how much treatment do you have? Isn't it right that Mr. Shi Nan should be assigned to Area B?"

Lu Peng was not angry either. He nodded with a smile and said, "That's true, Aunt Zhang. By the way, help me take care of this new student as well."

As he said that, he pointed at Yong Zhong, who was still a little confused.

The woman did not refuse. She got the ID card and admission notice from the little fat man and entered the information.

Then some curled their lips and said: "District B, No. 89."

"Tsk tsk..."

Lu Peng clicked his tongue, turned to look at Yong Zhong, and said with a faint smile: "How much money did your father stuff?"

Yong Zhong's face turned red and he whispered: "No, this...isn't this a normal distribution?"
Chapter completed!