Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Anne was unlucky all night, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, how could she just tolerate this.

She had to come back no matter what!

So she came to the live broadcast early in the morning, so that everyone could see how extravagant and wasteful that family was, and bullying her, a girl!

“You need an ID to check in, don’t you?” Anne held up her mobile phone and sneered at the boss, “Yesterday, that person robbed my room, not only that you didn’t speak for me but said I canceled myself! Do you dare to show me their check-in information?”

The boss said speechlessly, “Do you think you have the rights just by holding up a mobile phone? The guest’s check-in information is personal information, how can it be shown to you?”

Anne held up her mobile phone and patted the boss’s face, “Hehe, you don’t dare to, you feel guilty, right?”

The boss really was annoyed by this woman, and asked, “Then let me ask you, if your check-in information is registered with me, and then someone wants to check your information and I show it to him, can you give it to me? Or would you turn around and sue me for leaking your personal privacy?”

The check-in information included personal ID, name and phone number, and most people have no right to check it when they come, let alone she was going to broadcast it live to the whole network.

There was something seriously wrong with this woman’s brain.

Unexpectedly, Anne said, “Why don’t I dare? I didn’t do anything wrong! If it were me, I would just show it to prove my innocence!”

She didn’t live here anyway, so what.

Anne spoke righteously and the boss was a little helpless with the situation.

“Get out!” The boss immediately chased her away, “Damn shrew.”

Anne exploded instantly, “Who are you calling a shrew?! As you can see, the boss has this quality, and the attitude of opening the door to do business! In the future, if you come to Bondee Beach for vacation, please don’t come to his place! His homestay is called… …”

Anne pointed the phone at the signboard of the bed and breakfast.

After that, the boss could not hold back his hands and pushed her out.

point, proving that the boss was too guilty to let her

to occupy all the other rooms, right? They should know that they

police officer came, she wanted to take a picture of the ugly face

like to watch the drama. When Anne and the boss were arguing and shoving, many

the police

to stay yesterday, and I had already booked a room, but the boss canceled my order without authorization and said that I refunded it myself! Then there were a few guests here who targeted me

stretched out her battered and swollen face

was really miserable. She was punished by the unlucky ghost, and then beaten up by the wretched

Netizens were outraged.

the regulations. Seeing that Anne was holding up her mobile phone and wanted to come over to take pictures, he sternly reprimanded,

immediately, “Don’t dare to let me take pictures, what’s wrong with it? Speaking of which, you

officer glanced

officer was

each room had check-in information, including how many children or how many people

said the

Anne heard it, sure

if they register with

their own ID cards and double-register? Then I can suspect that they are opening so many more rooms and doing ulterior and criminal things? Such as gathering prostitutes, gambling, taking drugs, and

and don’t slander others! The other three rooms are

I see, that means borrowing someone else’s ID card! Who knows who lives in this room? Are they doing something shameful? If you don’t check it out today, you are not truthful to the general public! Then what relationship do you have with them? As public servants of the people, are

Police officer, “……”

individual, you have no right to enter other people’s rooms to take pictures, otherwise I will detain

to check anyway, she would follow behind to take pictures, it

the rooms one by one

one. The police knocked on the door, “Open the door, we are xxx police

Mr. Crawford opened the door, frowned and said

people in the room, and old Mrs.