Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

Veneto put his hands on the front desk and asked with his little face raised.

"We cannot disclose guest information at will, this guest."

The receptionist stopped smiling and became very serious.

"I'm sorry, we just came from the Military Police as well. She is my friend, but we have lost contact. So far we only know that she has been to your place, and we don't even know if she has left or not."

Reputation said sincerely to the receptionist.

“But we also have rules.”

The lady at the front desk shook her head and said that professional ethics is still very important.

But at this moment, the tuxedo manager who had just greeted Veneto came in came over and leaned over to whisper something in her ear.

The lady at the front desk frowned and glanced at the lobby manager.

The latter nodded vigorously.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll check the register."

The lady at the front desk smiled again, spoke to Veneto and his group, then lowered her head and began to flip through the booklet that contained the reputation registration information.

Veneto raised an eyebrow.

The lobby manager was too close to the girl just now, so even she couldn't hear clearly what the guy said.

She looked at Reputation, who also shook his head in confusion.

"Found it. She hasn't checked out yet. The room is 1326."

The lady at the front desk looked up, turned the registration book over, and pointed to a piece of registered information on it.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

The lady at the front desk asked with a smile.

"Approximately what time will she be there?"

Veneto asked.

"This one……"

The receptionist turned around and looked at her manager.

"It's like this. Ms. Glory will return to her room after about 10 o'clock at night."

The lobby manager spoke.

"OK, thanks."

Veneto nodded and thanked him, then turned to Reputation and said, "Let's go to the room and rest for a while."

"This way, this way. The elevator is this way."

The lobby manager rushed out to the front desk in an instant and extended his hand to lead the way.

Veneto sighed helplessly.

The elevator was right next to her and she was not blind.

"Our Maple Leaf Hotel is the largest international hotel chain in Oita City, and it is also the hotel where the admiral and the ship girl stay..."

While leading Veneto into the elevator, the lobby manager introduced the hotel to Veneto.

"Um, excuse me, have we known each other before?"

Veneto asked suspiciously.

"No, it's my first time meeting you and I'm very happy."

Veneto seemed to scare the lobby manager.

But his answer was consistent with his emotions.

Veneto could see that the lobby manager was really happy, as if he had picked up money.

"You treat other guests as well... Never mind, it's okay."

Veneto wanted to ask a sharp question, but after she realized what she was saying, she held back the second half of the sentence.

"The chairman of our hotel has great respect for the admirals and shipgirls who fight for humanity. Therefore, he has specially formulated a different reception method for admirals and shipgirls than for ordinary customers."

The lobby manager understood what Veneto had not finished saying.

But he did not give a direct answer.

"That's really...thank you."

Veneto stared at the pattern on the elevator door awkwardly.

"That's why our hotel has become the designated hotel for the admiral and the ship girl. In addition to Oita City, other cities are also like this, but the Maple Leaf Hotels in other cities do not have the hot spring characteristics of the Maple Leaf Hotel in Oita City. The hot springs in our hotel are pure and natural, pollution-free, and rich in sodium, iron, iodine, bromine, sulfur, silicate, bicarbonate, calcium, magnesium, and other minerals, which are the elements necessary for human health..."

The lobby manager continued to introduce the hotel.

Veneto ignored everything afterwards.

This wasn't what she cared about.

What's her business about your hotel? It's not her hotel.

"What's your boss' name?"

Xiaobai is very curious about this.

"Our boss is the Ouyang family, a legendary family that started from scratch, stood out from the competition among major hotels, and eventually created such a large enterprise."

The lobby manager stopped introducing the hotel and followed up on Xiaobai's question by introducing his boss.

But that’s where it stops.

"Gone?"

Xiaobai was confused.

"That's it. We don't know if there are more."

The lobby manager shook his head.

"Even its own employees don't know. Is it so secretive?"

Xiaobai exclaimed.

NO.202 Ants have tactics when fighting.

"Ok?"

Veneto's ears twitched and he turned to look at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai looked at Veneto, then nodded at the lobby manager.

Veneto shook his head.

She doesn't have the ability to trick people into talking.

Xiaobai shrugged and stopped.

The more you say, the more likely you are to be wrong; the less you say, the less likely you are to be wrong.

She'd better just watch.

Although she was quite curious, she could still hold it back compared to the fact that her life might be put in danger if the secret was exposed.

The lobby manager took a breath and began to introduce the features of the hotel.

Bars, KTV, SPA, foot massage... In addition to hot springs, this building also has many other entertainment projects.

It looks like you can have fun all day without even leaving the building.

Veneto feels that the Maple Leaf Hotel is built according to the standards of a club.

Yes, this hotel is already considered a high-end brand.

The lobby manager introduced us all the way to the door of Veneto's room.

"Thank you for your introduction, but we are a little tired after traveling all the way here..."

Reputation saw Veneto's impatience and spoke up.

"Oh, yes, I'm so sorry, I won't disturb you guys' rest then."

Sensing the customer's intention, the lobby manager bowed slightly, acted like a gentleman butler, took a few steps back, and turned to leave.

"Do you feel that he is too enthusiastic and makes me feel like I'm being trapped?"

Veneto opened the door of his room.

"A trap? I think it's quite normal."

Vittorio frowned.

She didn't feel anything was wrong.

It is not the peak tourist season now. The front line is turbulent and most of the admirals are guarding one side. It is rare to see tourists coming here.

It is even possible that there is only one admiral, Veneto, in the Maple Leaf Hotel in Oita City.

Moreover, it is very normal in this world for a lobby manager of a hotel branch to warmly welcome an admiral.

The admiral is very high-end.

If we say that in the current period of this world, the nobles have lost their real power and only retain money, then the admirals are basically equivalent to having obtained the real power that the nobles once had, but they are not as domineering as they once were.

The nobles of the past enjoyed a high quality of life, the right to control their people, and while accepting offerings from the people they had the responsibility to protect them.

Today's admirals have a high-quality life. They accept taxes from the people and have the responsibility to protect the people, but they cannot control the people's will.

The high-quality life includes the warm reception of the lobby manager of Maple Leaf Hotel.

In Vittorio's opinion, this is what Veneto deserves, and it is also what these ship girls who lick blood on the edge of the knife and fight for the people and the deep sea deserve.

“Maybe I don’t go out often enough.”

After Veneto got Vittorio's answer, he thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, I've never seen such a passionate lobby manager before..."

...ovo...

"Have you received them?"

A serious male voice came from the receiver.

"I've received them. Don't worry, boss. I'll personally take them to their rooms."

At this time, the lobby manager was standing in his office with his feet together, his back hunched, as if he wanted to bow to the phone.

"That's good... You've worked so hard for so many years, it's time for you to move."

The serious voice continued in the receiver.

"Thanks to the boss for his cultivation. It's all because of his good teaching."

The lobby manager in a tuxedo immediately answered the phone and bowed into it.

"Whatever they ask for, you must do your best to meet their requests. Treat them the same way you treat me. Do you understand?"

"Yes, boss, I remember that."

Although this was the third time that he was reminded by his boss, the lobby manager made the assurance seriously as if it was the first time he heard it.

That's what a good subordinate should do.

"Okay, keep an eye on their movements and report to me if you have any questions."

"Clap."

The call was hung up unilaterally.

The lobby manager hung up the receiver quietly and was silent for a moment.

Although he didn't understand why his boss wanted to take care of an unknown admiral and his several ship girls, his boss's thoughts were not something that a small lobby manager like him could guess.

He was flattered enough that the boss could contact him directly instead of passing the message through the general manager of the Maple Leaf Hotel in Oita City.

If he could understand what the big boss is thinking, he would not be just a lobby manager.

The height at which you sit determines the angle at which you think about problems.