As Xu Hao and his group had just descended the stairs, they saw a heavily made-up, scantily clad young woman screaming and shouting at the front desk.
The hotel manager kindly suggested that she stop screaming, but she paid no heed as if she owned the place.
Pointing at the hotel manager's nose, she said coldly, "Are you the manager of this hotel? I already had someone say we, the Zhang family, booked this hotel. Why won't you let us have it?"
In a calm voice, the hotel manager replied, "Third Miss Zhang Yu, although you said you'd book our hotel, you have not paid a deposit."
"I am the distinguished Third Miss of the Zhang family; would I go back on my word and not pay you the deposit?" Zhang Yu retorted angrily.
Initially, there were no customers in the hotel, but with Zhang Yu's identity revealed and her piercing high-decibel voice, more and more people flocked to see the commotion from afar.
