Yun Qiao told his assistant to quickly apply for a return flight, and then left the airport with Qu Yanbei and others.
After walking out of the airport, Qu Yanbei's assistant thought about taking a taxi, but there was an extended business car waiting for him.
Yun Qiao's assistant stepped forward and opened the car door.
This time, Qu Yanbei, who suffered a series of blows along the way, turned into Qu Guiren. He suddenly asked his assistant: "Didn't we arrange a car to pick him up?"
The two assistants shuddered.
"...Mr. Qu, you usually don't ask for short-distance business trips..." Sun Zhu struggled for a moment.
Qu Yanbei: "Oh, do you want me to say it myself?
Then I’ll be my assistant.”
Sun Zhu: "..."
Gansuke: "..."
Really, some men will find trouble when their arrogance is suppressed.
Seeing that the three of them were still in a daze, Yun Qiao asked, "Why don't you get in the car?"
It's the same hotel.
There’s no need to wait for our luggage, it’s already on its way to the hotel and may arrive before us.”
The hotel was arranged by the event party, not booked privately by yourself.
However, Yun Qiao had already obtained a penthouse suite.
"Let's go."
Qu Yanbei got on the bus first.
Sun Zhu and Gan Zhu also got on the bus, sitting in the back seat and communicating via WeChat.
Sun Zhu: [There shouldn’t be any artillery fire next, right?
Our Mr. Qu brings high-end suits.
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Gansuke: [Where is the hotel?
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Sun Zhu: [The hotel was arranged by the event organizer. How can he be stimulated by this?
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Ganzhu: [How about I ask Yun Qiao quietly.
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She was a young girl, and Yun Qiao didn't seem to be disgusted with her, so she boldly whispered to Yun Qiao and asked her where she would live later.
Yun Qiao mentioned the penthouse suite. Gan Zhu sat back and immediately sent a message to Assistant Sun.
Assistant Sun was so anxious that he was sweating.
Assistant Gan gloated: [You are responsible for this, just handle it.
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The two people in the back row of Yun Qiao were frowning. She waved to Assistant Gan and asked her in a low voice: "Didn't you book a room for Mr. Qu?"
"yes."
"Do you need help?
You can ask for another suite. I know the owner of this hotel."
Yun Qiao said.
Assistant Gan: "Sister, I love you!"
Yun Qiao: "?
?
?”
Qu Yanbei saw that they kept biting each other's ears and talking privately, so he couldn't help but ask: "What are you talking about?"
Yun Qiao: "Boss, you still want to ask questions when our employees are chatting?
Is our company so strict?"
Qu Yanbei: "..."
I came here on your private jet and took your rented business car to the hotel. You say I am the boss?
He is one of the most aggrieved bosses in history.
Yun Qiao sent a WeChat message.
It took eighty minutes to get from Haicheng Airport to the hotel.
By the time they arrived, the suite had already been booked.
Qu Yanbei and Yun Qiao checked in together. They were slightly surprised and looked at their assistant with satisfaction.
Sun Zhu smiled guiltily and broke into a cold sweat, finally getting the matter done.
This hotel has a total of eight suites. To be fair, the event party did not reserve a suite for any guests; hotels usually reserve one or two.
It just so happened that Yun Qiao used this "emergency plan".
The hotel is close to the sea, and the weather in December is warm and humid. From the balcony of the room, you can see the brown sandy beach in the distance, which shines like fish scales in the sun.
Yun Qiao and Qu Yanbei live next door, and their back balconies are connected.
"Let's go for a walk on the beach after dinner?"
He was blowing in the wind on the balcony and looked towards Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao: "Okay."
"I can wear shorts."
He said.
Yun Qiao: "The sea breeze is quite humid, so be careful of catching a cold."
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Yun Qiao was slightly surprised, looked over there, walked over and opened the door.