Chapter 136: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (10)
Before long, the manager called back.
Su Shu sneered, "Fine, you really live up to your five-star reputation. He wants to change rooms, does he? Alright, bring me the Presidential Suite from your hotel, and I'll agree to the switch!"
Slap!
On the 25th floor, inside the Presidential Suite, a young man lying on the sofa playing with his phone listened to the manager's report.
"Give it to her."
"Then which room should we arrange for Miss Su?"
The young man pointed above his head, "The one next door."
"Understood."
The sound of the door closing came from the entrance, the youth boredly tossed his phone onto the floor, covered his eyes with his arm—oh, melodramatic?
Those people in the capital called him melodramatic; now, in this small place of C City, he was being called melodramatic too.
Why does he despise those two words so much!