"That's okay. That's right now. People like this can't survive more than three episodes in a TV series. It's so irritating."

Wang Bin complained.

"I'm going out for a while." At this time, Zhang Yi stood up from the chair.

Although the food was good, he was not in the mood to eat it now. When he saw the waiter walking out, he simply followed him out to take a look.

"Oh, come back early, we won't wait for you."

Wang Bin didn't care when he saw this, he just thought it was Zhang Yi's first time here and wanted to visit.

After walking out of the box, Zhang Yi glanced around and walked along the corridor towards the hotel.

"Sir, do you need anything?"

Before I had taken two steps, a waiter came up to me and asked.

"No, I'm full. Let's take a look at the corporate culture of your hotel."

Zhang Yi pointed to the photos on the wall.

"Then you can go to the third floor and have a look."

"Third floor?"

"Yes, there is a personal portrait of Mr. Tang on it, as well as his life diary and an exhibition of daily items."

The waiter's eyes were shining, as if he had an idol-like admiration for Mr. Tang.

To be able to achieve this level of corporate culture, not to mention Mr. Tang's craftsmanship, this method is also unique.

Zhang Yi looked up and down the waiter to make sure he was not possessed by evil spirits.

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

As he spoke, he walked towards the third floor. After taking two steps, Zhang Yi glanced back and found that the waiter was still standing there, looking at him with a smile.

Obviously he smiled sincerely, but Zhang Yi felt indescribably contorted in his heart. He turned his head and walked forward quickly.

Walking up the stairs, when he reached the second floor, Zhang Yi saw various photos of Mr. Tang on the wall.

But without exception, they are all black and white photos.

If this is really Zhang Shulai’s place, shouldn’t it be Zhang Shulai’s photos that are displayed?

But if you think about it carefully, it’s not surprising.

That night, since Mr. Tang was able to come to his shop, it meant that he had escaped Zhang Shulai's control.

Now, I'm afraid I don't want to imitate Zhang Shu and put myself on the altar.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand.

Think about it for a moment, if you were the king of the princes and found that the emperor's restraint on you was no longer in effect, would you support your own troops and replace it?

Just when Zhang Yi was considering whether to continue walking to the third floor.

"Buzz!"

The door of the private room in front of him was opened, and a woman walked out of the private room and glanced at Zhang Yi with an unhappy expression.

She has an oval face with a little baby fat, and a black mole on the left cheek, but it doesn't affect her overall.

The woman turned her head and saw the waiter standing not far away. She immediately walked up to him angrily and said angrily:

"Where is your manager? Is this food for people to eat? I spent so much money, but the food you served me is not as good as what I eat on the street."

The woman was holding a plate with a prepared salad in her hand. She pointed at the sesame seeds on the salad exaggeratedly:

"What is this? A bug? If you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will expose you right away."

The woman shouted loudly, as if she was afraid that others would not hear her.

Holding a mobile phone in one hand, you need to take pictures of the food in your hand.

The waiter was a little flustered by this and hurriedly explained:

"Hello, this is not a bug, this is the sesame seeds on top. In order to make the salad taste better, we broke the sesame seeds and sprinkled it on top. It is definitely not a bug."

"You mean, I can't even tell the difference between sesame seeds and bugs, right? I've never seen you guys so quibbling."

Seeing the woman's movements getting louder and louder, Zhang Yi would have stayed away from her normally to avoid causing trouble.

But now he is willing to be a bystander, wanting to see if this woman can lure the owner of this store out if she makes such a fuss.

The waiter couldn't hold his head up after being scolded by the woman, and stood aside in tears with red eyes.

After a while, a man in a suit rushed over.

The man looked to be in his early thirties, with short hair and an earring in his ear.

First, he gently comforted the waiter who was already crying.

Then he turned around and walked up to the woman:

"Hello madam, I am the manager of this store. My surname is Zhao. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me."

Manager Zhao's voice is very soft, sounding as soft as cotton.

"With you, can you make the decision?"

"Of course. If you are not satisfied with the food, I can make the decision and upgrade it to a luxurious set menu for you, and let the chef cook for you personally."

What else did the woman want to say.

Manager Zhao came forward and whispered a few words in the woman's ear. The woman suddenly turned from anger to joy: "You said this."

"certainly."

Manager Zhao had a slight dimple on his face: "Take this lady to the VIP room for dinner."

"Ma'am, please come this way."

"Well, that's pretty much it." The woman turned around and walked back to the private room, picked up her bag, and headed to the so-called VIP room under the guidance of the waiter.

Seeing that the situation calmed down, Zhang Yi didn't see anything unusual about Manager Zhao, so he was about to turn around and walk to the third floor.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

"Huh?" Zhang Yi turned back to look at Manager Zhao and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, what happened just now made you laugh."

Manager Zhao stepped forward: "I heard from the waiter in the store that you are very interested in the history of our store."

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who said that?"

"It's not important. If you like, I can take you around as a guide."

Faced with this sudden invitation, Zhang Yi instinctively wanted to refuse.

But before he could speak, Zhang Yi noticed that several waiters had already moved closer to him without knowing when.

These waiters have expressionless faces and empty eyes.

The strange thing is that they all walk on tiptoes. Even if they stand still, their toes are pointed high.

Through the eyes of ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi saw a vague shadow standing behind these waiters.

Finally it showed up!

Zhang Yi's heart sank, but he was not surprised by the result. He crossed his hands and turned the ring on his index finger.

I have a [Diamond Talisman] on me. If combined with the [Liquid Gold Stick], I only need to knock down the three waiters next to me.

Then activate the ability of [Night Charm Finger Pull], and you should be able to get out of trouble easily.

Zhang Yi quickly planned in his mind.

Until he saw Manager Zhao take a crossbow from a waiter in a leisurely manner and aim it at himself in a leisurely manner.

Zhang Yi's expression suddenly became strange.

"Isn't this illegal?"

"Decorations are not illegal."

Zhang Yi slowly let go of his hand, the decoration, but it is not impossible to kill, especially the arrow that has been wound up, flashing cold light under the light, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his body of flesh and blood can withstand it

of.

"It seems that I have no better choice."

"This way please!"

Manager Zhao nodded with a smile, handed the crossbow to the waiter beside him, and asked her to stand behind Zhang Yi and put the crossbow arrow on her back.

As long as Zhang Yi makes the slightest move, this guy will pull the trigger immediately without thinking.

[Diamond Talisman] only protects against spell damage, but does not protect against physical attacks.

A group of people gathered around Zhang Yi.

Manager Zhao stood to the left of Zhang Yi, while to the right and behind him was the waiter who was possessed by a ghost. The boundaries between humans and ghosts seemed to become blurred at this moment.
To be continued...