When Patel heard the Lord speak so confidently, his waist straightened suddenly.
He stepped back, raised the phone in his hand high, and said to Marloy Smith: "Our young Lord has something to ask you personally!"
Marloy Smith frowned in disgust, and said coldly: "Something to say, some sh_t!"
"Grass!" A young man yelled immediately on the other end of the phone: "Who the hell are you? You don't know how to praise me? Do you know who I am?"
Marloy Smith sneered: "I know, aren't you just a singer? I heard that your family has spent money to support you for a couple years and you just can't still do it on your own.
In the end, you just went abroad to change your head and barely became popular, didn't you?"
"Grass!" Leroy on the other end of the phone gritted his teeth angrily: "You're so f_cking looking for death! There is a way to tell me what your name is, if you don't die, then my f_cking name is not Ban!"
Marloy Smith said indifferently: "My name is Marloy Smith, the general manager of Hillsprings Shangri-La. You will come directly if you want to die, and I am waiting for you."
Leroy was stunned, and then sneered: "I was wondering who could be so pretending, it turns out to be the general manager of Shangri-La, so you are from the Arthur family?"
"Yes."
Leroy gritted his teeth and said, "What about the Arthur family? You don't have the Surname Arthur. To put it bluntly, you are a dog from the Arthur family, who is also worthy to bark in front of me?"
As he said, Leroy threatened: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance to redeem your merits. You will immediately drive away the people who occupy the presidential suite, clean the room and leave it to me.
If you do it wisely, I will just forgive you this time, otherwise, when I arrive in Hillsprings, you will definitely be unable to eat!"
Marloy Smith smiled and said, "Then you'd better come quickly, I can't wait."
"Grass!" Leroy scolded angrily: "Is your f_cking brain pitted? You can't get down the stairs, and you have to wait for the disaster to be satisfied?
I'll give you 1 last chance to save me the presidential suite. When I get to Hillsprings, you will kneel in front of me and apologize, otherwise, I will kill you!"
Chris listened to the side and couldn't help frowning and saying, "Mr. Smith, don't talk nonsense with such idiots, hang up the phone and drive these silly dogs out, so as not to upset the guests here."
To be continued...
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