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The Redemption Society? Magu God?

Zhang Manyue felt a little familiar with the former.

She thought for a while.

correct!

At the beginning, someone invited me to be the director of the South Bang District of the Redemption Society.

She was originally prepared to refuse.

Just kidding, no so-called salvation would recognize that President Zhang is not the sky here.

It's just that the rich and powerful ones will give too much.

no way.

Considering the small amount of money she could earn every year, Zhang Manyue accepted the position reluctantly.

Anyway, the whole year's work is just to prepare a work report for the Redemption Society.

As for what is written on it, it is up to you.

So when Robb mentioned the Redemption Society, it took Zhang Manyue a while to react.

This guy is also a member of the Redemption Society?

Come to check the accounts?

The first thing Zhang Manyue thought of was this.

She looked at Robb with increasing wariness.

Oh, and there is also the goddess Magu.

Zhang Manyue was puzzled and asked, "Didn't you have a big fight with God No. 4? Why are you helping God Magu now?"

Robb was puzzled: "God number four?"

Zhang Manyue curled her lips and said, "One, two, three, four. Haven't you learned Arabic numerals? Don't tell me that you've been helping Magu Goddess and you don't know there are twelve of them in total."

Robb really just knew it now.

Originally, he had only seen two Magu gods, but he didn't expect there were ten.

In addition, I have to say that President Zhang is very brave to give a number to the Magu God.

Even her loyal employees couldn't help but persuade her:

"President Zhang, you can't just arrange God at will!"

"Long-winded!"

Zhang Manyue rolled her eyes impatiently, obviously not listening.

Robb didn't seem to have heard him either. He said, "I know the number four fortune teller. I work for him now and then. I've brought guests to you."

Robb pointed to the female ghost who had been imprisoned beside him.

"She hasn't harmed anyone yet. According to the rules of the Magu God, she is not yet an evil ghost, so I am sending her to you, President Zhang. Be careful, because compared to ordinary ghosts, she has a lot of resentment."

Zhang Manyue looked at the female ghost.

Having dealt with ghosts for a long time, she knew that Robb was not lying.

"Manager Cui." Zhang Manyue shouted.

"President." Choi Seo-hee stepped forward and bowed.

Zhang Manyue ordered: "Send this guest to room 13 and treat him well."

Choi Seo Hee responded and then looked at Robb.

Robb did not stop him.

In this way, the female ghost with severe misogyny was taken to Room 13 by Choi Seo-hee.

The other person may have encountered extremely tragic things during his lifetime.

But Robb was no partner in justice and had no interest in meddling.

After finishing the work in his hands, he did not leave immediately as he had nothing to do. Instead, he continued to look at Zhang Manyue with a smile.

Zhang Manyue gripped the shotgun even tighter.

"The business of Magu God has been completed. What? You still want to stay here?" Zhang Manyue narrowed her charming eyes and said with a look as sharp as a knife.

"Of course." Robb spread his hands.

"Is it time to fight? Is it time to fight?" Feeling the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense, Jin Shusheng, who was standing behind the president, was nervous and wondering whether he should do the White Crane Spreads Its Wings or the Wild Horse Spreads Its Mane first.

Other employees were either afraid or worried, or eager to try.

No matter what, we're just waiting for the president's order.

Watching this scene, Robb continued calmly: "I am a VVIP customer here, of course I have to stay and check in."

Huh?

After hearing this, the fighting spirit that Jin Shusheng and others had finally mustered dropped all of a sudden.

What the other party said seems to make sense.

However, Zhang Manyue is not so easy to deal with.

She put down the gilded shotgun on her shoulder, held it with both hands, and said, "The one-day VVIP limit has expired. You are no longer a guest of Hotel Del Luna."

"Really?" Robb took out the specially prepared check-in certificate for Hotel Del Luna and smiled. "It's written in black and white that I'm a VVIP customer here. As for the time limit, it doesn't say it's only one day."

What?

Zhang Mengyue put down her gun in surprise and looked straight at the genuine certificate of occupancy in Robb's hand, which was written by herself.

"Scholar Jin, go and take a look!" she said hurriedly.

Scholar Jin was a little nervous, but under the pressure of the president's power and the fact that he and Rob were drinking buddies, he walked over obediently.

Robb did not make things difficult for him and handed the document in his hand to Scholar Jin.

Scholar Jin breathed a sigh of relief and looked carefully.

A minute later, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Manyue. After coughing a few times, he finally said, "President Zhang... Mr. Luo Bo is right. There is indeed no time limit written on it. Logically... Logically, I can stay here forever."

Zhang Manyue’s pretty face fell.

She was careless!

There has never been a time limit for Hotel Del Luna to deal with ghost customers.

As long as the obsession remains, guests can basically stay as long as they want.

There are very few human customers every year. After checking into room 404, they simply left the hotel the next day.

Therefore, although the accommodation fee is calculated on a daily basis, the time limit column has been ignored in actual operation.

Who would have thought that a human being would come to Hotel Del Luna again after staying in Room 404?

Robb is a unique case that has never been seen before.

"I paid so much money, I can't just stay for one day. There is no time limit in the contract, I can stay as long as I want. President Zhang, if you run a hotel, you must be honest and trustworthy." Robert said bluntly.

Are you kidding? How can it be so easy to end the matter of treating him as a fool?

We have just boarded the boat of the Goddess Magu, so we will just ignore the property that was secretly taken away by Zhang Manyue for the time being.

However, other interest still needs to be charged.

Apart from the strange ghostly guests, staying at Hotel Del Luna is quite a treat.

Especially VVIP customers.

Besides, it would be nice to have a place to stay if ghosts come to you in the future.

"President Zhang, please prepare the hotel reception for VVIP customers. By the way, don't change the wrong room. I booked a VVIP room." Robb instructed brightly.

Zhang Manyue: "..."

A misstep becomes an eternal hate.

Why didn't she pay attention to the deadline when she just wanted to receive the money as soon as possible?

It's fine now.

Shooting myself in the foot.

Chapter 383 Zhang Manyue Takes Action

"President, what should we do now? Should we prepare a room for Mr. Robb?" Jin Shusheng returned to Zhang Manyue and asked carefully.

I thought Robb was here to cause trouble, but I didn't expect him to come with written proof to continue staying.

Suddenly, he went from being a great enemy to being a guest, and all the formalities were complete.

The hotel employees, who had originally shared a common hatred for the enemy, suddenly became angry.

As long as they're not here to cause trouble.

As for guests, it’s not wrong to treat them well.

"Prepare the room?"

Zhang Manyue's silver teeth were clattering.

Robb had stolen so much of his stuff.

Now I can live in my own hotel openly and enjoy the supreme VVIP service.

No matter how she thought about it, she felt unwilling.

Zhang Manyue doesn't have a good temper.

Although she was described by the Goddess Magu as "an arrogant, stupid, and pitiful person who is deeply trapped in self-pity", it has always been others who have suffered losses from her for so many years. When has she ever suffered such a big loss?

Zhang Manyue frowned, and without thinking, she was ready to vent her anger.

suddenly!

The sound of space fluctuations was heard.

Just as Zhang Manyue was about to react, a slender and strong arm rested on her shoulders.

Luo Bo appeared beside Zhang Manyue, embraced her straight and slender body, and said teasingly: "President Zhang, you must remain elegant."

Zhang Manyue's eyes turned cold.

Elegant ass.

She moved her hands and smashed Robb's head with the butt of the shotgun in her hand.

Robb ducked his head back and dodged it easily.

This is not over yet.

Zhang Manyue swept the shotgun skillfully, like a long knife cutting horizontally, leaving Robb no time to breathe.

Snapped!

Robb stretched out his hand to block the incoming gunshot.

It was as if he had known the result long ago.

When Robb waved his hand to block, Zhang Manyue moved like a rabbit. Under the high-slit purple satin skirt, a pair of snow-white long legs stretched straight like a battle axe. Amid the sharp sonic boom, she kicked fiercely between Robb's legs from bottom to top.

"This is not a good thing to kick!"

Robb was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly retreated as fast as he could.

Boom!

After the unsuccessful attack, Zhang Manyue's long legs fell heavily to the ground.

A deep hole was suddenly created in the expensive marble floor.

At this moment, all the men present, whether human or ghost, felt a chill in their legs.