People come here to relax, but it's better for them to be like parents who come to claim their children.
The little bun is obviously bigger than them.
"His car is parked outside." Gu Yuanbei's face was sullen, and his eyes were slightly darkened as he glanced at the bar, which was more open than an ordinary PUB.
They turned to look at the bodyguards who were following them and said, "Call the lobby manager here."
"Yes, Second Young Master." A bodyguard quickly took the order and walked towards the bar. After a while, he brought back a middle-aged bald man.
"I've met the second young master!"
When the lobby manager saw Gu Yuanbei, he was so nervous that his tongue stammered.
He doesn't even have a title for his surname and first name, and calls him the second young master directly.
In S City, whose power dares to compete with the Qi family? The only person who can be called the second young master is Gu Yuanbei.
Even though he is sitting in a wheelchair now, his noble aura makes people dare not be presumptuous.
Even Gong Yue, who was pushing a wheelchair, didn't dare to take another look...
"Show him the photo." Gu Yuanbei ignored the lobby manager's greeting and directly ordered the bodyguard.
"Yes." The bodyguard responded, pulled out Di Yating's photo from his phone and handed it to the lobby manager, "Where is the man in the photo now?"
"This..." The lobby manager glanced at the photo and then looked at Gu Yuanbei with embarrassment, "Second Young Master, the others are fine. You also know that the people in this photo are not people I can afford to offend, let alone
What's more, this also involves the privacy of the guests..."
"Yeah!" Gu Yuanbei snorted coldly, glanced sideways at the lobby manager, and curled up the corner of his mouth.
He took out the check from his pocket, wrote a number, tore off the check and handed it to the lobby manager.
"Take Qiao again, and I will find another way to communicate with you. I believe you will be happy to cooperate with me."
Gu Yuanbei's voice was neither soft nor strong, just right.
The bodyguards around him were already gearing up.
"Second, the second young master is happy and angry. I, I said, I am in the corner cubicle on the east side with a woman..." The lobby manager stopped the call, glanced at Gong Yue, took the check and quickly walked out.
"With a woman..."
Gu Yuanbei chewed these words carefully, his eyes flashed, "Xiao Yue, stay here, someone else will push me over."
"Why? I'm already here. Is there anything else I can't see?" Gong Yue ignored him and pushed Gu Yuanbei towards the east.
"Xiaoyue!"
"Stop yelling. It's so noisy here that my eardrums are going to explode. You're still yelling at me. Why don't you just go find someone? What's the matter..."
Gong Yue's words were automatically silenced.
They stopped in front of a booth in the corner, and on the sofa separated by a Liuzhu curtain, two figures were entangled crazily...
"ah--"
Gong Yue covered her eyes with her hands and screamed uncontrollably.
The next second, his hand moved down, covering his mouth, and stretched out his hand in disbelief, "Little, little bun, you, you..."
"ah--"
When he found a row of people standing next to him, most of them were men, the barely-dressed woman screamed.
"Shut up, it's so noisy!"
Di Yating gave a cold shout, got up from the woman's body, and reached out to press the swollen forehead.
Different from the embarrassing situation of a woman with only her underwear left, Di Ya Ting's clothes were still well worn although they were a bit messy.
It's just that the shirt is wrinkled, like a handful of pickles.
The slightly open chest is covered with lip prints. Combined with the current scene, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of restricted scene will happen here if they come a little later.
