Lost Contact
Editor: Henyee Translations
T6 waved his hand and returned to the hotel magnanimously.
As he walked away, he saw the black service staff raise his leg and step on the piece of steak that the child didn't take away with his leather shoe. Gravel covered the steak when he lifted his foot.
He would rather destroy it than leave it to a child who might come back to pick up the steak.
T6 shook his hand lightly. He looked around the hotel as if he was taking a walk after dinner. Along the way, he saw several figures flashing past. He even met the hotel manager, who was a very tall black man. He spoke very fluent English and took the initiative to lead T6 around the hotel.
When he returned to his room, Z7 was already eating his steak. T6's expression turned dark the moment he entered the room.