However, we still couldn't enter the gate because the professional security guards stopped me.
"I'm sorry." The man with a wretched face opened his black and oily arms seriously." People with a history of mental illness are not allowed to enter.”
After hearing this, I was almost angered to death by him. I immediately spat out a large mouthful of water and was furious."Pfft, you're looking down on me. Who has a history of mental illness? I'm going to sue you for slander!”
I was so angry that I grabbed the feather duster and hit his chest. As for why I didn't hit his head, it was very simple. I couldn't reach it.
The security guard grabbed my feather duster with one hand and his expression became even more serious.
"Uncle, what are you waiting for?”Seeing that I was outnumbered, I hurriedly let go of the feather duster and pushed the Mediterranean uncle to PK.
" I just died, so no one else can see me except you, because you're slow to react…" Mr. Mediterranean pouted his thick lips and wanted to continue, but I waved my hand weakly."Alright, alright, you only know how to pick on the kind and beautiful me to bully.”
His face darkened. He wanted to argue, but in the end, he stopped.
The security guard was still in a deadlock with me at the door. This commotion attracted many guests to watch.
"Let me tell you, even if you don't want to enter today, you have to let me in. If you enter, you have to invite me in. Otherwise, I'll make a fuss in the news media and say that you violated the etiquette of treating guests and discriminated against migrant workers!”
I put my hands on my hips and looked aggressive.
At this moment, a person who looked like a leader rushed over.
He shouted at the security guard to chase him away and invited me in with a smile on his face.
"But she's been talking to the air for a long time.”The security guard explained unwillingly.
"Humph!" I calmly took out my phone and said coldly," Brother, WeChat has been around for many years. Don't tell me you don't know?”
The security guard wanted to say something but was kicked away by the leader.
Before he left, the security guard mumbled aggrievedly," But…she kept talking to the air just now…"
That's why you can only be a security guard.
"Boss, please come in, please come in. He's new here and doesn't know much.”The leader said obsequiously.
Look at him, look at how he's a leader. Just a few words can make me happy.
However, I seem to have seen the words 'Vice Captain' on the security guard's badge.
Newcomer…
"That man just now has always been like this. In the past, he dared to face me?”Mr. Mediterranean, who liked to act after the fact, had a big belly. He felt that this would give him an imposing aura.
"Have you booked a room?" The leader asked with a smile.
I was stunned.
"Where is your family?"”
He tilted his half-flushed head and thought for a long time before saying,“888。”
"Yo, good-hearted boss, do you guys go there often?”
"Where…where are we going?" The leader, who was drenched in cold sweat, asked from behind me. He was a little confused about this female student. Seriously, strange things happen every year, but there were especially many this year. She seemed to have really spoken to the air next door just now. Could it really be…
He did not dare to think about it anymore.
“888。”
Such an auspicious number. Is it really a celebration party to celebrate the death of the Mediterranean uncle? How pitiful. If my children were like this, I would stick myself up with super glue to settle the score with them even if I were to be turned into ashes in the crematorium.
Speaking of which, Mr. Mediterranean was quite a powerful guy. Alright, I admire him.
When we arrived at 888, I was still mesmerized by the beautiful scenery.
The beautiful music, the internal construction that combined the blood and sweat of the working people, and the buildings that were in arrears with the wages of the migrant workers, oh, they all touched my heart.
When the leader opened the door, the people inside 888 were holding up red wine glasses and drinking happily.
They all looked at me, a stranger, with confusion in their eyes.
"Do you know how Uncle Mediterranean died?”As soon as I finished speaking, I wished I could slap my smelly mouth to death. Didn't I already brew a set of words in my stomach just now? Why did it all change the moment I said it?
As expected, plans couldn't keep up with changes.
Mr. Mediterranean glanced at me with resentment."So that's what you think of me."
I coughed to hide my embarrassment.
Finally, a beast in a suit sitting at the head of the table spoke. He shook the little red wine in his glass and looked at the leader with disdain."Didn't I say not to let outsiders disturb our party?”
Irrelevant people…
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