The manager was startled.
Fortunately, the high ponytail looked like a harmless Asian person. If it were a black person throwing it, he would have definitely thrown it out immediately.
What if it was a bomb?
"Open the backpack!"
Xia Hongyao signaled the manager to open the backpack.
The manager unzipped it and saw it was stuffed with green paper.
His first reaction was, did these guys rob a bank?
Where else would so much cash come from?
"I want all the presidential suites!"
Gu Qingqiu couldn't be bothered to speak a foreign language. A hotel lobby manager like this would understand, and if they didn't, seeing so much money, they would quickly figure out what the customer wanted and fulfill it.
Five minutes later, the lobby manager had completed all the check-in procedures and led everyone to the elevator.
Passports?
No need to check!
As long as they got the money.
Ding!
The elevator arrived.
