"Why, can't I even go up to find him? You can go up and report it, but you also know my temper. It's not certain whether I will still be here by then."
Although Edward was still smiling, his tone had obviously become colder.
When the manager heard what Edward said, a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. He wiped it with a handkerchief, hesitated for a while, and finally took two steps back.
"I'm sorry for delaying you. Mr. Edward is a distinguished guest that Master Danny personally ordered to entertain well. Naturally, we don't dare to stop you. Do you want to arrange a personal manager for you? There are many new products in the store, Dan.
Master Ni has left several of the best ones for you."
The manager continued talking. Before An Jingxing could figure out what that guy meant, he saw Eric's face turned cold next to him, his thin lips pursed into a thin line, and his eyes were as cold as a sword.
Edward didn't know whether he noticed Eric's gaze, but his face froze obviously, and he waved his hand impatiently: "No, get out of here."
"Yes, Mr. Edward." Seeing the man in a suit obediently leave from Edward, at this moment An Jingxing couldn't help but pay more respect to the quality of employees in the catering industry.
It’s true that customers are God, and part-time jobs have reduced themselves to dust.
The elevator is golden, and the button is inlaid with a circle of diamonds, which is unbelievably luxurious.
This place is really a gold-selling den for the rich, which reminded An Jingxing of a saying: The wine and meat in wealthy families stink, and bones freeze to death on the road. This kind of thing exists in both the United States and China.
An Jingxing and Eric followed Edward into the elevator, and then they saw an elevator girl wearing a sexy black bikini standing in the store.
The elevator girl seemed to know exactly which floor Edward was going to, and she installed the top button on the door panel as soon as they got on the elevator.
Edward remained silent along the way. An Jingxing held Eric's hand tightly, hoping that Elizabeth was still well.
When the stairs reached the thirteenth floor, the elevator doors opened to both sides. An Jingxing thought for a moment that he had arrived at a palace. There were no narrow corridors here, but a wide hall. There were several rather domineering pillars supporting the hall.
, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, but thick blackout curtains were hung at this time. Edward walked down the stairs with familiarity and walked towards several conspicuous private rooms in the center of the hall.
An Jingxing was stunned by the scene in front of her, but Eric was much calmer than her. He looked at the place in front of him mockingly, his voice a little cold: "These dudes have so much money and no place to spend it, they change their ways every day."
Have you seen the debauchery? There are sofa beds everywhere in this hall. There are also special bar tables and floor-to-ceiling LCD monitors. The virgin blood of many girls who are determined to climb high has been lost here, but these men are like this.
There is not even a drop of wine in his eyes, and everyone knows it, but he still would rather fly a moth to a flame."
An Jingxing heard the disgust and hatred in Eric's words. Looking at the scene in front of him and Edward's tall back in front of him, he was speechless. Eric once relied on Edward to climb up...
