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  Chen Manhong and Ya Hui leaned on each other, one on the left and one on the right, and heard someone inside vomiting nonstop, retching while wailing.

  Chen Manhong couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I just received a message saying that the president is teaching my girl to play golf. I was wondering if the president's eyes had gone blind?"

  Ya Hui immediately glared at Chen Man Hong, having just finished the night shift and preparing to go home and rest. But then she received a message saying that the CEO had left Ke Xin at the golf course. She was already worried when she saw Ke Xin rush back like an arrow, then dash frantically towards the staff building. Ya Hui and Man Hong quickly followed her over, only to see her run into the bathroom and start vomiting wildly.

  "Ke Xin ah......" Ya Hui said with a bit of concern, knocking on the bathroom door, "Are you okay? Is everything alright?"

  Inside, another wave of intense vomiting sounds came, and after a long time, Ke Xin's trembling, weak and powerless voice finally came out from inside, saying: "My intestines are now so spicy that they're burning..."

  Ya Hui and Chen Manhong both wore sympathetic expressions, asking inwardly: "How much of that stuff did you drink?"

  "A whole cup of apple juice, at least half of it is wasabi... *vomit*..." Tang Ke Xin vomited again in the toilet, vomiting until she was dizzy and disoriented.

  "What have you done to offend the president?" Chen Manhong asked strangely.

  Ke Xin continued vomiting inside, saying while vomiting: "I just wrote his name on the notebook, and then drew two crosses above his name, wanting to cross him out, but he found out..."

  Ya Hui and Chen Manhong exchanged a surprised glance, then heard the sound of toilet flushing from inside. Ke Xin was lying on the washbasin with her whole body feeling weak, turning on the faucet, scooping water to rinse her mouth, and splashing water on her face. However, no matter how she washed, she felt a pungent smell of wasabi in her body. She said anxiously, "Now I'm afraid of anything green."

  Ya Hui and Chen Manhong burst out laughing.

  Ke Xin finally felt a sense of relief, took a deep breath, and leaned against the side, panting. She thought of Jiang Tiankuai teasing her today and couldn't help but bite her lower lip tightly, her eyes widening inexplicably.

  Ya Hui saw her expression and immediately walked over, knocking on her head, saying: "Don't be like this! If you give me that kind of look again, you're done for. You're doing pretty well now, with guests eating your tofu, the president is protecting you."

  "Then give me a cup of mustard to eat", Ke Xin replied to her question.

  "Better than before, cut off the customer's fingers?" Ya Hui stared at her.

  Ke Xin looked at Ya Hui with some helplessness.

  Chen Manhong also looked at Tang Ke Xin, frowning and saying: "Sorry, I just can't imagine you with the boss, it's just that I think you're quite unlucky, yet Liu Dong took a liking to you. The whole hotel is buzzing about this, they all say that our Yu Zun restaurant has produced a Golden Phoenix! Do you think I'm happy or unhappy?"

  Ke Xin apologized to Chen Manhong: "Sorry..."

  "Don't give me that look. The words 'I'm sorry' are not allowed to appear in this hotel, but I'll remind you, this place is indeed a place of right and wrong, don't bring your old tricks from the bar here. The president saved you, one out of sympathy, two for maintaining the reputation and principles of this hotel, don't think too much." Chen Manhong said seriously to Ke Xing with a straight face.

  Yahui also squatted down, gently patted her good friend and nodded in agreement: "Yes. In the future, when there's nothing going on, try to be low-key. This place is actually always full of ridicule and sarcasm, if you're not careful, you'll run into the hotel's rules and regulations, which are as hard as iron. If you really don't do well, no one can protect you. In the future, when there's nothing going on, also don't interfere with other people's business. Protect yourself."

  Tang Ke Xin listened and nodded silently, saying: "I know. I will be more careful in the future."

  "Get up." Yahu carefully helped Ke Xin up and gently wiped away the raindrops on her face.

  Chen Manhong saw the deep friendship between the two, shook her head and smiled: "I say, Tang Ke Xin, you're really lucky to have a friend like this in your life, who thinks what you think, does what you do. You should be content with that, work hard and don't disappoint her."

  Tang Ke Xin turned her head, looked at Ya Hui, and smiled sincerely. Then the three of them went to the cafeteria together for lunch. After finishing their meal, they walked around the lobby, signed in for the afternoon shift, and prepared to go back to work or perhaps rest at home. But just as they had turned around, they heard a neat high-heeled footsteps sound. Everyone was stunned, and then they saw Dong Ying, the general manager, the deputy director of the lobby, and even Cao Yu Qing all walking quickly outside together.

  "What's going on?" Chen Manhong looked at the working hours and saw that there were still more than ten minutes left, so she signed her name while glancing outside.

  Yahui bowed her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized and said: "I know. Today is the day when the president's fiancée returns to China, and she will be staying in the presidential suite. The banquet hall on the seventh floor has been borrowed, and her own fashion show will be held tonight. The staff of the banquet department are already busy beyond measure."

  The staff member disappeared. "Oh?" Chen Manhong heard this and turned around with great interest, looking at the three employees at the front desk to see if it was true.

  Three employees smiled and nodded.

  "It remains to be seen." Chen Manhong leaned against the front desk with great interest, looking out at the lobby.

  The sea wind is fierce at this time!

  Dong Ying, the general manager, and many managers, as well as the butler of the presidential suite department, and her exclusive French chef all stood outside the gate. Before long, a fragrant aroma wafted from afar, spreading in the sea breeze, and rushed towards them.

  "How fragrant..." Someone in the hall exclaimed in surprise.

  Dong Ying looked up and saw a yellow Lamborghini Hermès car slowly driving towards the seaside avenue from afar, one of only ten limited editions worldwide. It came against the wind, followed by the Ren family's bodyguards. The driver stopped about a mile away from Miss and didn't dare to get too close. As soon as everyone saw it, they quickly walked out the door to wait.

  A sports car stopped in front of the red carpet, and the door opened quickly. A fashionable and sexy beauty got out of the car. She was about 170 cm tall, wearing a black high-necked sweater, black tight-fitting nine-point trousers, and twelve-centimeter-high-heeled shoes. Her long hair fell to her waist, and she wore oversized black sunglasses. She smiled up at everyone with her plump lips, flashing a bright smile.

  "Miss Ren, welcome back home." Dongying stood in front of Zixian, smiling and greeting her.

  Ren Zixian looked at Dongying, gazed for a moment, then stretched out her left hand wearing an oversized blue sorceress ring, took off the sunglasses, and suddenly saw a beautiful pair of single phoenix eyes. When looking at people, she was straightforward, powerful, and radiant with the aura of a successful woman. With a bright, sweet, and clear voice, she smiled and said to Dongying: "Dongying, long time no see. It's been half a year since I last saw you and our CEO. In between, it's really hard for you to convey messages for us."

  "You're too polite, it's what I should be doing." Dongying said immediately, bowing her head.

  "This isn't what you should be doing, what you should do is make my fiancé perfect and call me personally, so sometimes, still can't let him have his way. Don't mind this sentence wasn't directed at you. Relax." Ren Zixian smiled as she finished speaking, first glancing at the high-rise in front of her, then scanning around the grand lobby of the Asian Hotel, still majestic and elegant. With a satisfied smile, she asked: "Has the African-style flowing water floor carpet in the Ocean Pavilion Western Restaurant's lobby been changed?"

  "It's already been changed." Dongying said immediately.

  "Ah! I'll go rest for a bit, do some SPF, adjust to the time difference. Later, I'll head to the aquarium for dinner. Tonight's my fashion show, remember to switch to the metal chair I air-freighted back from France. My outfit tonight is metal-themed." Ren Zixian finished speaking and already had a light smile on her face as she walked forward with an international catwalk-like gait, exuding a sense of sexiness and elegance. Her international standard body was showcased perfectly in today's outfit, with a firm and perfect bust, slender waist, tight black nine-point pants, and legs that were long and straight like pencils...

  Dong Ying immediately led the general manager and others to follow, after which a group of people came out of the black sedan, including Ren Zixian's entourage, the massage therapist from the SPF mansion, the hairstylist, the fashion designer, the nail artist, the beautician, and a series of assistants, all of whom followed him into the hotel's highest-level suite.

  "What about Tian Kuang?" Ren Zixian asked with a smile as she walked past the front desk.

  "He is having lunch with Liu Dong at a French restaurant." Winter said immediately.

  Ren Zi Xian stopped in her tracks, sensually turning around, those beautiful phoenix eyes reflecting a questioning gaze as she looked at Dong Ying.

  Dong Ying lowered her head slightly nervously.

  Ren Zixian turned his head, looking somewhat displeased as he thought for a moment before asking: "Is my presidential suite ready? After tonight's fashion show, I'm going to host a private party."

  "It's all ready, as per your instructions, the White Gold Presidential Suite has been booked, and every place is filled with your favorite lily petals..."

  "You always do this." Ren Zixian suddenly turned around and smiled at Dongying.

  Dong Ying slightly raised her head, saw a smile still on Ren Zixian's face, but felt a hint of displeasure hidden in her eyes. Her heart cooled down and she tensely said: "Miss Ren, your meaning is..."

  "Get the presidential suite ready for me, get the petals ready, get everything ready, it all looks so carefully arranged and standard, but why is my fiancé having dinner with someone else at the moment I step out of the car? As his personal secretary, you earn such a high salary, how can you not even prepare what I need most?" Zi Ren asked Dong Ying.

  Today's update is over!