"Hiss, hiss, a thousand bucks for one night, why is it so expensive? Is this a robbery?"
The middle-aged man who spoke first gasped, angrily staring at the receptionist and shouting.
"Sorry, our prices are clearly marked."
The receptionist pointed to the price list, shrugging helplessly.
"Alright, alright, a thousand it is, charge this card."
The mild-tempered middle-aged man handed a bank card and an ID card to the receptionist.
After finishing the room registration, the two quickly walked towards the elevator.
Tang Ming led Xia Wei'er into the private room, locking all doors and windows, pulling all the curtains, then let out a breath of relief.
"We're on which floor? I don't believe you can still throw bricks here."
Tang Ming grumbled venomously.
"Alright, we're good. No one will disturb us."
Tang Ming lay on the sofa, grinning at Xia Wei'er.
"Hehe, we really went through a lot for this moment."
