Chapter 1096: Hongmen Banquet~ (2)

The situation here was quickly reflected. The manager hurried over and said with a pleased smile: "What's the matter? Everyone, are you eating well?"
As soon as these words came out, the boy pointed at Zhang Qianqian and cursed: "It's her who got my clothes wet. What's going on in your hotel? Is the waiter the quality?"
The manager looked at Zhang Qianqian.
Zhang Qianqian hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, tears in his eyes, "I didn't..."
The manager sighed, knowing that these people are here to look for trouble, but these people in front of him are not easy to mess with. He first looked at Zhang Qianqian and reprimanded: "How did you work? Go back right away." , Write a 1,000-word written review, besides, I will deduct your salary! Don’t hurry out!"
Zhang Qianqian knew that the manager said this to help her, so even if he was not reconciled, he nodded and walked out with his head down.
After walking two steps, I suddenly heard a voice behind me: "Hold on."
Zhang Qianqian was taken aback.
Looking back, she saw Zhao Yueting standing up. She stared at Zhang Qianqian and said directly: "How can I talk about compensation when people are gone? If she wets my friend's clothes, she will pay for it!"
"Yes, I have to pay!"
The people who came together also made a fuss.
The manager strained his chin, but with a smile on his face: "How can I compensate?"
Zhao Yueting stretched out her hand, looked at Zhang Qianqian’s face with a smile, and then said with a smile: "One, compensate my friend for this dress. This is the latest gucci model this year. The price is one. Eight thousand and eight, no problem, right?"
Zhang Qianqian:? ?
A piece of clothing, just wet with the purest water, will lose money for a piece of clothing?
Moreover, 18 thousand and eight...
For this group of rich second generations, it may only be money for a piece of clothing, but for their family, together with their parents and her salary, they can't make 188,000 in a month!
Zhao Yueting really opened her mouth.
Zhang Qianqian wanted to say something, but the manager immediately said: "The clothes must be compensated. I think this way, let this gentleman send the clothes, and we will clean it up for him... Is it okay? I promise to wash and dry. Net, exactly the same as when I first bought it."
When these words came out, Zhao Yueting sneered: "How can it be exactly the same as when I first bought it?"
The boy was even more ruthless, and said with a sneer: "Yes, it has been soiled by water, how can it be exactly the same? Can you guarantee that there are no water molecules in your hotel in my clothes?"
manager:? ?
The boy sneered: "I don't care, you must compensate for this dress!"
The manager's cold sweat shed.
This is a private room. When eating, there is no monitoring, just to protect the privacy of guests.
But now, he has been miserable.
This is certainly not Zhang Qianqian’s problem, and even if it’s Zhang Qianqian’s problem, the manager can tell at a glance that this group of people are here to deal with Zhang Qianqian...
How could he let Zhang Qianqian take this responsibility?
He swallowed, and immediately looked at the boy: "This clothes is not dirty. Can you forgive her just because she is a little girl?"
The boy sneered: "I forgive her? What about my clothes? This clothes must be compensated!"