I'm really being wronged!

  Ze Yu Mo stepped out of the elevator and took a step forward, but then stopped again.

  Looking at the scene in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed quickly.

  This is the 99th floor! The Presidential Suite's floor!

  How did it become like this?!

  If guests see this, it will definitely greatly damage the hotel's image!

  "What's with the management?! Why hasn't anyone been sent to clean up?"

  Just as I couldn't find anyone to ask, I heard someone wailing.

  "How dare you make a racket on this floor! When did the hotel hire such an unqualified employee?!" Ze Yu's golden brown eyes turned cold, and he walked away.

  He was already annoyed that he had to rush back from abroad to take over the company affairs left behind by his parents, and now seeing the hotel in a "mess", his face sank even further.

  "What's going on?" Ze Yu asked coldly, looking down at the service staff who was kneeling on the ground, wailing and gathering up the books and materials scattered all over the floor.

  The waiter heard the dissatisfaction in the young boss's tone and was immediately frightened out of his wits.

  Their young master is Ze Yu Mo. Not only is he the future heir of this hotel, but also the future heir of the entire Ze Yu family!

  Thanks to his parents' indulgence, he took over the family business at a young age.

  He is decisive and ruthless in his actions, with a mysterious and unpredictable presence. Next... he also has an appearance that can charm countless girls to death.

  At this moment, Ze Yu Mo was wearing a black casual outfit, his tall figure standing straight, with both hands in his pockets and slightly looking down.

  The waiter looked up and saw Ze Yu's golden brown eyes and his handsome white face with a hint of displeasure.

  "Less... less in total..." The waiter couldn't say a word under Ze Yuemo's powerful aura.

  "Give you 30 seconds to explain what's going on..." Ze Yu Mo didn't finish his sentence, but the waiter immediately understood what he meant. For the sake of the rice bowl, he couldn't care about anything else and started talking non-stop...

  "...so the manager had me sort it out by myself...I'm really being wronged..."

  "Time's up."