Soon, there came a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit walking towards them from the hotel's elevator entrance.
When he saw the middle-aged man, Xiao Fu immediately brightened up and went to meet him:
"Brother Yang, you finally arrived."
Yang Ping glanced at him, smiled politely, yet frowned and asked, "What exactly has happened? Why did you even call me personally?"
Xiao Fu turned and pointed at Lin Mo and the others, then spoke with a tone filled with fury:
"Brother Yang, these jerks just hit my girlfriend!"
"Not only do they refuse to apologize, but they also dare to cause trouble here, completely disrespecting your authority as the hotel manager!"
Yang Ping's expression turned slightly cold, "Is that so?"
The next second, Yang Ping looked over at Lin Mo and his group, noticing their ordinary attire, and even one of them was wearing a Tian Nan University uniform.
Having been a manager for so many years, Yang Ping was naturally much better at reading people than most.