Chapter 7248 Sweeping Monk

  The waiter did not talk back.

  If his immediate boss berates him like this, he will explain that it was not because he came late, but because the door was blocked.

  But he certainly can't explain it to Guo Weimao.

  If he explained this to Guo Weimao, he would be suspected of fanning the flames.

  He said in a good voice, "Sorry, I went to find the insecticide. Now the bees outside have been killed by me, you can come out."

  Listen to him that he killed all the bees outside, and the Guo family came out of the bathroom.

  A family of three, all of them were swollen like pig heads.

   Seeing the waiter holding the insecticide, Guo Weimao asked angrily: "Where is the little bunny who threw bees on my son?"

  The waiter was silent for two seconds: "I don't know."

  "Call the police! I want to call the police!" Guo Weimao trembled and took out the phone.

  The waiter looked at him for a moment and suddenly said, “The little guest said that the reason why he threw bees into your room was because your son threw bees at his brother's feet first. Are you sure you want to call the police?”

  Actually, he doesn't want to talk too much, but if a guest calls the police, it will affect the hotel, and it will cause a lot of trouble.

  So, he had to give a reminder.

  Guo Weimao's hand holding the phone froze, and his face was swollen into a pig's head and turned green.

Yes!

  He still remembers, because his son threw the honeycomb at the feet of other people's children, stinging other people's children, and the adults of that child's family were found.

  His wife plausibly said to others that children are ignorant, so that adults will have a lot of them, so don’t worry about them like ignorant children.

  His wife knows that the police will not care about children's pranks, and even if the other party is angry, they can't do anything about it, so she has no fear.

  But now, it is also a child who throws a beehive on his son. What is the use of him calling the police?

  His hand holding the phone was shaking horribly, and the waiter was a little worried that he would be mad.

  He sincerely persuaded: "Sir, you calm down, I think your family is seriously injured, should you go to the hospital and take care of it?"

  "Your hotel is responsible!" Guo Weimao rushed up to grab the waiter's collar and roared: "We are guests of your hotel. We were stung like this by bees in your hotel. You have to compensate for medical expenses and mental damage!"

The waiter thought for a while and said sincerely: "Sir, if the bees accidentally fly in, our hotel must be responsible. However, the bees are because you provoke others first, and others deliberately threw the bees in. Our hotel does not need to take responsibility. If your husband insists on making compensation from our hotel, let's call the police!"

   "You! You!" Guo Weimao shivered angrily: "You a little waiter, how dare you talk to me like this? What do you know? Call me your manager!"

  The waiter shrugged and took out the intercom to call the manager.

  The manager arrived soon.

  Guo Weimao repeated his request.

  As a result, the manager looked at the waiter.

  Guo Weimao said angrily: "What do you see him doing? Are you a manager, or is he a manager?"

   "I am the manager, yes," the manager pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "but he is the son of our boss."

  Qin Junye, who was standing at the door watching the excitement, couldn't help but let out a "Oh Huo".

  (End of this chapter)