"Pfft, you guys are nothing but light drizzles. Just yesterday, Boss Sun told me she wants me to be her driver," the relatively handsome security guard Sun Ming said proudly.
"For real? The driver's position is second only to the secretary, you know what that means, haha, you get my drift," a few of them lewdly fantasized.
Zhang Gang looked up and saw A'niu walking in, pushing a cart, clad in dark blue coarse clothing and yellow rubber shoes.
"Hey, look at the entrance. A country bumpkin from the sticks is pushing a crappy cart, trying to get into our hotel," Wu Qiang mocked contemptuously.
Last time A'niu visited the hotel, Sun Yingying had taken him through the VIP entrance. At that time, everyone thought A'niu was just a porter, so no one bothered to remember his face.
The few security guards who attempted to overturn his cart were later given some excuse by Sun Yingying and sent to work at other branches, to avoid any awkwardness in case A'niu came back and felt displeased.