But the battery car still fell over.

It should be that the owner of the battery car was frightened and panicked.

People are fine.

The battery car was somewhat damaged.

The owner of the battery car was very angry.

…

Now the two car owners cannot reach an agreement on the compensation issue and are waiting for the arrival of the traffic police.

In order not to damage the scene, they did not move the car.

The car behind them was blocked.

…

The two car owners had a fierce quarrel.

The owner of the battery car is a slightly fat aunt.

The owner of the car is a middle-aged woman wearing trendy clothes.

Neither of them would give in an inch.

They all accuse each other of being short-sighted.

The sharp female voice echoed in the air, causing the car owner who got out of the car to urge them to move the car first to sit back in the car.

Women are not allowed to participate in quarrels.

He didn't want to do the artillery fire for no reason.

…

Seeing the helpless emoticons sent by his colleagues, the man wanted to laugh a little.

He wished the two of them could argue for longer.

Here he will have more time to complete the things assigned by the leader.

…

"Why so slow?"

The man looked at the time again and then looked up at the lobby manager.

"I gonna go see."

As he spoke, the man raised his hand and pushed aside the lobby manager who was trying to stop him.

Of course, he paid attention.

He didn't want to cause any further trouble.

…

The man strode towards the direction where the waiter had left just now.

He went up to the second floor without hesitation.

…

He just stepped onto the last step and looked at the rooms on both sides of the corridor, falling into silence.

never mind.

do not care.

The man quickly made a decision.

Just open the door and take a look.

…

The man walked towards the first box on the left.

…

"etc!"

In a hurry, the lobby manager who followed closely grabbed the man's clothes.

"What do you want to do?"

…

The man was a little impatient.

Isn't it obvious what he wants to do?

"Find someone."

Men speak concisely and to the point.

He was looking for a private room with only one guest.

…

"How to find it?"

The lobby manager tightened his grip on the man's clothes.

"You don't know which one it is?"

…

"I have a mouth."

The man reached out and tried to take his clothes out of the lobby manager's hand.

But it was not successful.

He frowned.

This time he pushed harder and harder.

"Can I ask."

…

"ask……"

The lobby manager grabbed the man's clothes tightly.

"How to ask?"

"Knocking from box to box and asking?"

The lobby manager quickly understood the man's plan.

Can't.

Her hands became harder and harder.

"no."

The lobby manager simply rejected the man's approach.

…

"Why?"

The man asked in surprise.

What a simple thing!

why not?

He doesn't understand.

He also became a little more angry.

…

He now finds it difficult to have a good look on anyone who hinders him from completing the tasks assigned to him by his leadership.

…

"Of course not."

The lobby manager's face was gentle, but his strength in his hands did not relax.

The words also showed a hint of edge.

"You are disturbing all the dining guests by doing this."

"This gentleman."

The lobby manager softened his tone.

"Please be patient."
To be continued...