One hundred thirty, assassination

Upon learning that the town mayor and Luo Shu had arrived at the Welcome Guest Hotel, the hotel's Director Wu Qiang personally rushed to supervise the kitchen.

"Make sure you wash the dishes cleanly, and rinse the vegetables several times, they must be clean," he feared accidentally offending those few major figures, which could cost him his position as director in an instant.

After giving instructions to the wait staff, Wu Qiang walked over to the head chef, "Ah Zhong, arrange the dishes to look nice, make sure they're exquisite, got it?"

"Of course, Director!" the head chef responded with a beaming smile, his motions growing even more nimble.

After taking another look around the kitchen and seeing no further issues, Wu Qiang hummed a tune and left the kitchen.

Heading to the second floor, Wu Qiang glanced towards the private room and after a moment's thought, turned and made his way there. After all, he should at least go and greet the mayor and his party.