I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

"So what do you want to check?" Kevin and the other two were already entering the computer room.

At this moment, Hua Huo pouted her lips and kept observing Kevin's physical features.

"Hey! Just use this color contact lens."

"What are you talking about? Am I really an idiot?" Kevin frowned and looked at Hanabi.

"Hey, don't be angry! After all, we will be colleagues in the future!"

"I...I didn't say I would agree to it."

Hanabi patted Jiaoqiu's shoulder and said, "Just try your best on your own."

Before she finished her words she ran out of the room.

Kevin couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the background of the fireworks, "Will something go wrong if we indulge her like this?"

Jiao Qiu looked quite helpless. "This kind of performance would have been a blessing under normal circumstances."

Kevin: "Okay, it's more peaceful now that she's gone. I want to ask you a question, how do you know about Mei?"

"Other employees of the company went to a school and had contact with you and your people. So they know everything about you."

"Well, they were told to find a new clan leader, but they insisted on keeping me in that position. Forget it, tell me, what do you want to investigate?"

Jiao Qiu's eyes narrowed, "I want to check the financial report."

-

On the basement floor of the hotel, in the bar.

"I'm telling you, I used to be so charming~" Sambo flicked his bangs lightly.

"I'm really not afraid of you guys!"

"Sambo, I really can't tell." A blonde woman wiped the wine glass.

Sang Bo smiled slightly, "By the way, Mr. Shu! Why didn't you tell me the origin of this hotel halfway? Oh, please keep me hanging. You're almost making my bile come out."

Mr. Shu stopped wiping his wine glass.

"You really want to know?"

"real."

Shu Weng lowered his head and leaned close to Sangbo's ear, "Let me ask you, can Tingyun in the web drama win the resurrection match? What is the relationship between Wei Ba and Huo Huo?"

Sangbo said without hesitation, "Of course. As for Weiba, he is a voice actor and has a good relationship with Huo Huo in real life."

"Hiss..." Shu Weng half-opened his eyes and looked at Sang Bo in front of him, "You said it so straightforwardly? It's really not your character!"

At this moment, Sambo's eyes were determined to join the party, "I didn't lie to you at all."

"Oh. Your boss will definitely scold you to death for spoiling the story like this."

"What are you afraid of? I can just eat you up."

"Ah? What did you say?"

Sambo's tone was a little coquettish.

"I say, sister, can you just eat me? Stop keeping me in suspense."

"Okay, okay." Shu Weng let out a sigh and began to tell the story.

In fact, the Dream Hotel was originally founded by Mikhail.

Later, due to some irresistible reasons, he gradually retreated to the second line.

He just left his grandson to the Dream Hotel.

Speaking of which, that guy named Misha is quite pitiful. He does basically all kinds of jobs, including hotel waiter, bartender, and security guard.

The Dream Hotel was prosperous for a while, but now it has reached a bottleneck.

In other words, there is a huge fiscal deficit crisis.

"If that's the case, is it necessary to hide it just because you're short of money? Wouldn't it be better to be more generous in raising funds?"

"That's easy to say." Shu Weng brought out a bottle of wine and poured some for Sangbo.

"Whether there is a willingness to raise funds is also a question. The current consumption downgrade is so serious that the income of the Dream Hotel is getting worse day by day.

If you haven't found the right method, it will be futile to raise more funds.

The only outcome is waiting for death.

If Mikhail were still alive, perhaps he would have found a way.

But after he was kicked out of the board of directors, he turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside.

I don't know what to do now. I can only survive by tying up Miss Mockingbird."

"No wonder. Robin is participating in all kinds of programs and variety shows like he doesn't care about his life." After saying that, Sangbo stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey! You haven't paid yet!" Shu Wen stopped Sangbo.

Sambo turned around and smiled. "My friend paid for me. The remaining money was exchanged for wine and saved for me. You can answer the call from your bartender."

Shu Weng had a question mark on his face, "What?"

The next moment, she received a call.

"Sister Shu Weng, I'm Misha. Today I met a genius who won a lot of money by himself and promised to give me half of it. Hehe, I have transferred all of it to you. I'm smart, right?"

"Misha, I finally paid you back for the 82 Lafite you broke."

-

Sambo: "Hey, boss, do you understand the whole incident now?"

Jiao Qiu: "I have also checked and confirmed that the fiscal deficit is there, and I also found a problem."

Su Chen paused, "Go on."

"Mr. Kevin found out that most of the system upgrades were for the entertainment room. So, you should understand what Sima Zhao is thinking, right?"

"Hmm?" Su Chen tapped his nose lightly with his index finger. "Isn't that right? I can understand that the hotel shareholders didn't invest like other people, and I can also understand that they want to protect themselves.

It doesn't make sense if you only rely on the entertainment room to make money.

After all, a single drop of gold is enough to turn the world upside down."

"No." Jiao Qiu continued, "I took a look at the guest records for the past two days, and there are a lot of wealthy people recently."

"Oh, I see. So Gold Dust is now public enemy number one in the entire hotel, right?"

"Okay, let's continue according to the plan." Su Chen hung up the phone and turned to look at Hua Huo.

"Sister, why do my eyes hurt so much?"

"How could that be? Don't worry about my makeup skills."

Su Chen glanced at himself in the mirror and said, "Who told us to look so alike? I'm going to find my old man."

-

Mihoyo Film and Television Interactive City.

"Oh, we're finally here!" The white-haired girl with twin ponytails stretched her body, "Xing, I'm here. The last duel has not yet been decided!

Let's go, Sister Huang Quan."

The girl turned her head and looked around. She was immediately frightened and screamed, "Where is the person? How did he get lost again?"

The next moment, she cried and dialed the phone.

"Mei, my Mei, sister Huang Quan is lost again."

"Don't cry, Kiana! We'll find a way. By the way, isn't today your birthday?"