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Chapter 150: I woke up from my dying illness, and the VIP was actually me

Manager Liao's hand suddenly hung in the air, neither able to stretch out nor to retract it. He looked extremely awkward. To be honest...if it were me, I would have wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into at this moment.

Xia Xiaoyao, who was sitting next to me, couldn't help laughing out loud after seeing this scene, and the etiquette lady was looking at Manager Liao with some embarrassment, and his face had turned the color of liver.

At this moment, he seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and he no longer cared about his manners. After all, his face had been completely lost. He slammed the table beside him and shouted angrily:

"What did you say? This red wine is not for me? What do you mean? Explain yourself!"

Director Hu also stood up from his seat upon seeing this, and continued with Manager Liao's words, shouting at the two hotel waiters:

"Manager Liao is the manager of the head office. Is there a more distinguished guest here than Manager Liao? Ah!"

The two waiters looked embarrassed when they saw this. They looked at each other, bowed apologetically, and said slowly to Manager Liao:

"Excuse me, sir. The news we received is that this bottle of red wine was given to Lin Ran...Mr. Lin."

Ok? ? ?

WTF?

Almost everyone at the table cast their eyes towards me at once. Even Xia Xiaoyao looked at me with curiosity and asked me in a low voice:

"When did you become a distinguished guest?"

"I...how would I know?"

To be honest, my first reaction was that it was all due to Mo Yuhan's influence, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt something was wrong, because the people in the hotel did not know Mo Yuhan's true identity from the beginning to the end.

Otherwise, how could Manager Fang, as the hotel lobby manager, say those things to me when I was sending her to the suite? Wouldn't that be courting death?

Then how come I am the honored guest now? Did they know Mo Yuhan's identity? Impossible... If that were the case, Mo Yuhan herself should be the honored guest.

I originally thought that this might have been arranged by Director Yang or Zhou Ling, but seeing their surprised and somewhat puzzled looks, it was obviously not them who did it.

What exactly is going on?

After hearing what I said, Xia Xiaoyao blinked her eyes, and her bright eyes rolled around as if she was thinking about something.

Seeing this, the etiquette lady holding the expensive red wine walked slowly to my side with elegant steps. The gentleman slowly and carefully opened the small wooden box on the tray, took out the red wine, and then respectfully placed it in front of me.

Although this red wine seems to have nothing to do with the 82 Lafite, but looking at the number 1989 and the French text on it, I guess... the price of this red wine will not be cheap.

Because I clearly saw that when Director Hu saw the red wine on the table, his eyes widened and he even swallowed unconsciously.

"Ahem, what kind of wine is this?"

Looking at the constant gazes coming from all around, this feeling that everyone knows but I don't really feels comfortable, so I saw the situation and chose the right time to ask Xia Xiaoyao who was sitting next to me in a low voice, but what I didn't expect was that she actually knew it.

“A grand cru dry red wine from Domaine Romanee-Conti.”

"Huh? What's that, Manny? Um...how much is this bottle of wine?"

To be honest, I don’t really know much about red wine. All I know about is beer and white wine. After all, most people in China drink these two types of wine. Who would open a glass of red wine for no reason?

After hearing what I said, Xia Xiaoyao put her fingers under her chin, as if she was recalling something.

"About nine thousand, right?"

"hiss--"

Just as I was lamenting that this red wine was so expensive, Xia Xiaoyao immediately added:

"Dollars."

? !

Money grab! A bottle of red wine costs 9,000 US dollars! Converted to more than 50,000 yuan! No wonder the waiter was so careful. If it was accidentally broken, he would have to give up his kidney to pay for it!

If there was no one here, I would definitely jump up from my chair, but at this moment I can only pretend to be calm on the surface, but in fact... I am very panicked inside.

Just when the waiter asked me if I wanted to pack the wine, I suddenly heard a commotion outside the door and hurried footsteps coming towards this side, and it sounded like there were quite a few people.

I saw a group of middle-aged men in suits knocked on the door and pushed it open. There were about four or five of them, and some of them looked very anxious. Just when I was wondering what was going on, I suddenly saw Manager Fang and Supervisor Yan in the crowd.

Of course, what surprised me the most was that the man in the lead looked familiar to me. I soon realized that this was the boyfriend of Xiao Jingwen's cousin. I remember his name was Wang Ming.

After I gave him a surprised look, he also gave me a very surprised look. Of course... there was more shock in his eyes at this moment. However, as soon as Wang Ming entered the room, he glanced at me and ignored Manager Liao who was standing at the door.

This made Manager Liao's face suddenly gloomy, and he greeted him with some displeasure.

"Mr. Wang, you are fine."

"Ah, it's Manager Liao."

Seeing Manager Liao looking at him with displeasure, Wang Ming frowned but still responded. When Director Hu saw Manager Liao winking at him, he immediately coughed twice and then questioned Wang Ming:

"Boss Wang, what's wrong with this red wine?"

After hearing what Director Hu said, Manager Yan, who was standing next to Wang Ming, wiped the sweat from his forehead, while Manager Fang swallowed his saliva as if he was facing a great enemy. They both looked in my direction, and Wang Ming said in a deep voice:

"Just now, a warning was issued in the system background that a terminal permission operation is re-registering the gold card as a regular VIP card. So in order to express our staff's negligence and inconvenience, this bottle of red wine is a special gift from the hotel to make up for it."

After hearing what Mr. Wang said, Director Hu frowned, crossed his arms and said with a very dissatisfied look:

"Boss Wang, I remember your hotel has a VIP card rating system. Manager Liao's card is a platinum card. Is it not as good as a gold card? Why is he not counted as a VIP guest?"

After hearing what Director Hu said, before Wang Ming could speak, Manager Fang, who was standing next to him, immediately interrupted and said:

"Sir, according to our hotel's rating standards, the platinum card is indeed one level higher than the gold card, but... Mr. Lin is not holding a VIP card of our hotel, but a VIP card of the Mo Qian Group. He enjoys the highest VIP treatment in the industries under the Mo Qian Group."

When Manager Fang said this, he glanced at me, as if he had sensed something, and then added slowly:

"So... please don't make a fuss, sir. Only the chairman of the Moqian Group has the right to issue VIP cards of this level. So far, no more than ten cards have been registered. Mr. Liao... I'm sorry, your VIP card can only enjoy preferential treatment, not real VIP treatment."

Chapter 151 No Regrets

After Manager Fang finished speaking, the entire private room suddenly became silent, as if the mute button was pressed. After hearing his words, Manager Liao's expression suddenly became even uglier, his face turned blue and red, and his chest kept heaving with anger.

But after hearing his words, Producer Liu swallowed his saliva, and there was no more fear or suspicion in the look he gave me. What was left was only shock and fear.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, Mr. Liao."

Wang Ming took over Manager Liao's words, took a step forward, and showed his support for Manager Fang's opinion. He completely stood on my side, which surprised me a little. After all, I was not too familiar with either Wang Ming or Manager Fang.

But think about it carefully, if someone in the hotel I manage uses a gold card given by his immediate boss, which is issued no more than ten times, and gets into a conflict with others, I will definitely support the person holding the gold card.

Just when the atmosphere in the private room was becoming a little heavy, my cell phone suddenly rang urgently. It seemed so abrupt at this moment, especially after I saw many people giving me strange looks, it made me even more embarrassed.

But all this embarrassment turned into shock the moment I took out my phone and prepared to hang up... There was even a moment when I felt like my brain had frozen, and I sat in a daze with the phone in my hand.

It wasn't until Xia Xiaoyao, who was sitting next to me, gently pushed me that I came to my senses. I didn't care that there were many people around me and quickly answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Mr. Mo?"

When I finished saying this, I swallowed my saliva, and the people around me held their breath after hearing what I said. The already quiet private room became even quieter, so that the only sound in my ears was my own breathing.

At this moment, Mo Fushan's steady voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah... it's me. How's it going? Xiaohan is over there. I hope she doesn't cause you any trouble?"

"No no."

After hearing what Mo Fushan said, I thought to myself that he really knew that I was at this dinner. Perhaps he had already anticipated what would happen today. I couldn't help but sigh at his shrewdness.

But this made me feel much more at ease, because what happened today should have been within his expectations. Perhaps there were many of his spies around me, which made me feel at ease but also a little panicked.

I felt relieved because Mo Fushan was going to be ready to deal with what was going to happen next. I was panicked because... Mo Yuhan was already drunk. If Mo Fushan knew about this... I don't know how he would look at me.

"I'm sorry to bother you with what I did today. Come to my house next time when you are free. I will treat you well."

"You're welcome."

After hearing what I said, Mo Fushan's tone softened a lot, and he said to me with a hearty smile:

"Haha, okay... I won't say any more polite words. I'll talk to you in detail when you come to my house. Liao Tianli should be next to you, right? Give him the phone. I want to talk to him about some company matters."

"it is good."

Hearing this, I took the phone away from my ear, stood up from the chair, walked towards Manager Liao, and handed him the phone.

"It's Director Mo's call. He said he wants to talk to you about something."

Manager Liao's face turned very ugly when he saw this. After all, the fact that Mo Fushan called his mobile phone and called my mobile phone and asked me to pass the call on to him completely implied the two meanings.

So he snatched the phone from me with a gloomy face, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"Hello? Mr. Mo, I'm Liao Tianli, um... what? But we talked about it in the previous meeting... OK, I got it... Yes, I'll be right there."

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and cast unfriendly glances at me from time to time. Finally, he hung up the phone with gritted teeth, and then pressed the phone against my chest. Seeing this, I smiled and said:

"Manager Liao, goodbye."

The expression on his face gradually changed from anger to gloomy calm, but it didn't last long. Looking at his eyes, I always felt that he was planning something in his heart. Finally, he whispered in my ear:

"Boy, don't be too complacent. Don't think I don't know about your relationship with the eldest lady of the Mo family. Do you think everything you have now is real? Don't dream about your beautiful dreams. I know what kind of person Mo Fushan is. You are just a chess piece in his hands."

"Whatever he can give you now, he will be able to take back in the future. The reason why you are so popular now is just because you are still useful. When you are no longer useful one day, he will find a trumped-up reason to abandon you."

"Do you think I don't know what you're fantasizing about? You can't just cross the lineage of a wealthy family. This is not a matter of face, but a matter of interests. What do you think you can give to the Mohist School? Boy... don't be so naive! Oh... by the way, there's also the big star next to you."

"Do you really think she really doesn't know the twists and turns here? Do you think you can have any development with her? Don't be ridiculous... She is a star! Your existence will only be an obstacle on her road to development. Now it's only because you are useful to her, to Yang Yue... Zhou Ling. When everything is over, you should wake up from your beautiful dream. I hope that by then... you can still laugh!"

Listening to his words, I don't know why, my originally calm heart was surging like a raging sea at this moment, even though I knew that his words were meant to provoke me, and even many of his words... I had already understood them clearly.

But knowing it in a daze and being exposed or even torn apart in front of others are two different things. No matter what, I have to admit that his words did hurt me, and I wanted to refute... but I found that the reasons in my mind were so powerless.

He snorted coldly and then let go of my hand, and my phone fell to the ground. By the time I reacted, my phone had been smashed to pieces. Looking at the cracked screen on the ground, I felt mixed emotions.

"Hello, I'm Liao Tianli. Yes... prepare the car now. I need to attend a meeting at the head office. Right now, right away!"

Manager Liao took out his cell phone and made a call, and I watched him walk away. It was as if I had figured something out for a moment, and my complicated heart suddenly became somewhat calm. Then I slowly picked up my cell phone from the ground.

Whether I am a chess piece or a tool, it doesn't matter. In life, who won't become someone else's chess piece? Perhaps no matter how I struggle in this chaotic chess game, nothing will change.

But as long as that is the choice I made, I won’t regret anything even if it is not a good ending.

Chapter 152 Conversation

After Manager Liao left, everything seemed to be back on track. Producer Liu raised his glass tremblingly and toasted me repeatedly. There was fear and flattery in his eyes when he looked at me, and he had completely lost his calm and composed look just now.

Director Hu saw that his backer had left, the situation was hopeless, and he no longer had any intention of continuing to dance around with us. He stood up and left in shame without saying a word. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be the last time I saw him on the crew.

Although the crew's matters were not discussed further during the dinner, everyone present knew the outcome of the matter because Producer Liu's attitude was the best explanation.

After the meal, whether it was Producer Liu, or the producers, photographers, and production managers in the crew, they all kept stuffing all kinds of business cards into my hands. Although I felt embarrassed, I still accepted them one by one.

But it seemed that the phone call just now made them think that I could directly reach the heaven and get in touch with big shots like Mo Fushan, so they began to flatter and please me, as if they wanted to leave a good impression on me.

"Mr. Lin, seeing is believing. I was too busy with the crew before and didn't have time to have a good chat with you. Today I see that you are really a handsome man! Hahaha."

"Youth are really something to behold. When I was Mr. Lin's age, I didn't know what to do."

"I didn't handle today's matter well. I hope Mr. Lin will bear with me. The head office is very tight and I can't do anything about it. But please rest assured, your matter...is my matter. I will definitely handle it properly for you!"

Of course, their words sound nice, but I still have basic self-awareness. I'm not that great. What's great is just my network of contacts.

So when I listened to their constant flattery, I didn't feel much in my heart, I just felt it was a bit noisy, but because we were all in the same crew, it was difficult for me to speak directly.

Fortunately, Director Yang asked me to go with him on the pretext of paying the bill, which helped me out. Otherwise, God knows how long I would have to listen to them.

I thought I had to go to the front desk to check out, but what I didn't expect was that after we walked out of the door, there was a supervisor waiting here in advance. Director Yang took out a card from his clothes and handed it to him, and then Director Yang sent me away.

I thought we would go back directly, but I didn't expect Director Yang to take the initiative to ask for a walk with me, as if he had something to say to me.

"I didn't expect that the matter of a male lead would involve so many things, but what I didn't expect was that you were so close to Mr. Mo that he would call you directly."

"Director Yang has said that Director Mo and I have not met many times."

Although I don't think Director Yang is that kind of person, in order to avoid misunderstanding, I still made my words clearer, in case the other party thought that I was very familiar with Mo Fushan and asked me to do something.

These are some of the principles I have learned after working for many years, that is, if someone asks you if you are busy, say yes, and if someone asks you if you are familiar with others, say no.

However, Director Yang seemed to have seen through my little thoughts at once. Perhaps in the eyes of a big shot like him, the psychology of a student like me who has just entered the world is too easy to guess.

But he was not angry, he just laughed a few times, then waved his hand and said to me: