บท 2071: Flat Tire

"Hey… Don't you think those people look like kidnappers?" muttered the front desk staff while standing next to the service staff.

"It has nothing to do with us! Don't look! If those people come to seek revenge, we'll be in trouble!" the service staff looked down and whispered back.

They were only here to work. It was not worth it if they offended these gangsters at the workplace or if they lost their lives in this place. They all cherished their lives more than anything.

The scar-faced man's underling parked a van at the entrance of the hotel. Qiao Mei took two steps back and said, "I'm not sitting in the back."

"If you don't sit in the back, then where do you want to sit? Do you want to be the driver instead?" the scar-faced man teased.

"I want to sit in the front passenger seat!" Qiao Mei said stubbornly.