Chapter 463: Ye Mo's Attic

Chapter 463: Ye Mo's Attic

Although the receptionist really didn't want to make this call for Ye Mo, she didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, picked up the phone and called Wang Xiyue's office directly. { }{ }

Wang Xiyue felt relieved when he heard that the voice downstairs seemed to be quieter, but at this moment the phone on his desk rang.

It is impossible for him to answer this kind of call in normal times, even if he wants to answer it, it is his own Xiaomi. But now at this time, he didn't even dare to stay here with Xiaomi, and he didn't even dare to leave for half a step, because he was afraid that the elders living in the hotel would be dissatisfied. Although he didn't want to answer the call, he answered it immediately, begging the Bodhisattva to bless him.

"Wang Dong, downstairs, no, there is a person at the front desk, he said he is your old friend, let you come down..." Although a bit stuttering, the lady at the front desk still conveyed Ye Mo's meaning to her boss Wang Xiyue.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll get off right away." Wang Xiyue looked at the phone in his hand with a bitter face, at this moment someone was looking for him, how could he dare to shirk.

Ye Mo didn't wait long, Wang Xiyue's chubby body rushed out of the elevator, "Excuse me, that senior is looking for me, I am Wang Xiyue, hehe..."

Before Wang Xiyue arrived, the laughter had already been heard, and even the eyes were closed with laughter. No one knew whether he was really happy, or pretended to be happy, at least it couldn't be seen from his face that it was fake.

"Boss Wang, you don't know me so soon." Ye Mo said with a slight smile.

"Ah, it's you, Brother Ye, it's really you, I look forward to it every day, I finally see you again...haha..." Wang Xiyue let go of his heart completely, not at all because he was younger Brother Ye Mo Ye was embarrassed.

Ye Mo lived in his hotel for more than a week, he knows it well. Not to mention the ability of the whole body, but also not arrogant. But Wang Xiyue didn't know how many people would spit on him if his point of view was placed in those hidden sects. Back then, his hotel could not be opened because of the haunting, and it was Ye Mo who helped him make a gossip disc. He set this magic weapon on the gate, and as a result, there were no more haunted incidents in the entire hotel.

So he is not only grateful to Ye Mo, but also doesn't have that kind of fear. He knows that Ye Mo is easy to get along with. And he also knew that Ye Mo was the real master of the outside world. He said that he had been looking forward to seeing Ye Mo again, which was not a lie.

Ye Mo was really happy to see Wang Xiyue, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I came to you today to find a place to live, I don't know if there is any."

"Have,

Yes..." Wang Xiyue said without any hesitation, "Brother Ye, you go up with me first. "

The lady at the front desk looked at their chairman in surprise and asked: "Boss, our hotel has no rooms..." She was afraid that the chairman would forget it accidentally.

"Hehe, no one else does, but Brother Ye has a private loft in my hotel. This is not the property of the hotel, it's private, yes, Brother Ye's private, no need to register..." Wang Xiyue had already pulled Ye Mo into the room while speaking. The elevator is up, and he has emphasized a sentence many times, as if he has forgotten that he is the boss here.

The ancient martial arts disciples who stayed in the lobby to eat or drink coffee stared blankly at Ye Mo who had already gone upstairs. The rooms here are not so easy to make, even the owner of his hotel can't make the decision. Why is there a private attic? This young man is so awesome, he actually has a place to live after just mentioning it, it's still in the attic.

When Ye Mo and the others disappeared, chattering started again in the hall.

"Boss Wang, when did I have a private loft with you?" Ye Mo asked suspiciously.

Wang Xiyue smiled cunningly and said: "If you usually live in a room, you can have as many rooms as you want. But now the rooms here are not up to me at all. Fortunately, I have the foresight. After you left last time, , I built an upstairs on the roof of the eight-story building. This upstairs is specially prepared for you. I said it is not my property. So it is not included in the hotel. Come, I will take you up to see Look, are you satisfied? I thought it would be difficult for you to come and live, but I didn't expect you to come here, this is my honor."

It turned out to be like this, Ye Mo laughed and said: "Boss Wang, you have a heart. If you have any difficulties, just ask me for help. You are welcome. I will accept your favor today."

Wang Xiyue chuckled, "Brother Ye, look, you have solved my biggest problem last time, and my hotel has risen to five stars within half a year. This is all thanks to you. I just built a small attic , Trifle."

Wang Xiyue took Ye Mo up to the top floor, and sure enough there was a small villa-like attic on the top floor. Not only is the outside full of various potted plants, but the attic is also very clean and bright, and it can be seen that someone cleans it every day.

"What a beautiful little attic." Han Yan said in amazement, looking at the two floors of the small attic, she knew that Wang Xiyue had put a lot of thought into it.

"Not bad..." Ye Mo also casually praised, the main thing is that Wang Xiyue is very good at being a man. Although he didn't know when he would come, or even if he would not come, he did it first. Although it was very simple for him, this carefulness was very rare. No wonder his hotel can stand out in the ghost town. This is certainly related to his help, but it has nothing to do with his shrewdness.

Han Yan wandered around the small building happily, she never thought that Ye Mo would really find a place in the 'Xiyue Hotel', even a single-family place where no one had ever lived. Ye Mo's energy suddenly increased a lot in Han Yan's heart.

"Brother Ye, if you are satisfied, you can live here. The waiter is on call 24 hours a day. As for the meal, you can go down and eat by yourself, or let the waiter bring it up." Wang Xiyue saw that Ye Mo was also very interested in this place. I am relatively satisfied, and I am even more satisfied with what I did a few months ago. It was less than a month after Ye Mo left, he started to build this small attic, and it really came in handy today.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart, without this small attic, he really couldn't transfer the room to Ye Mo now. You must know that all the people living in the hotel are uncles, and there is no one he can offend. Even if it is this attic, it is estimated that no one knows about it. If someone knows, he, Wang Xiyue, would not dare to keep it.

"Boss Wang, hehe, I came here specifically to ask you for help." While the three of them were still talking, a man with a huge beer belly came again at the top of the stairs.

"Hey, Mayor of Wu, what brought you here. If there is anything wrong, you can just call me directly. There is no need for you to go there yourself." Wang Xiyue saw The big-bellied man immediately threw a smile over him, his face full of politeness.

Of course Wang Xiyue knew this big belly, his name was Wu Yingyuan. A deputy mayor of Guicheng City, I heard that the backstage is not small. Wang Xiyue is not a fool, he already knows what the Mayor of Uzbekistan is here for.

If it was normal, why would a mayor come here in person, and even deliberately climbed to the roof of the'Xiashan Hotel'. But let alone a mayor now, even the head of the municipal party committee can't say anything in the ghost town. He must be here for the room.

The big belly glanced at Ye Mo and Han Yan, and then said in an official tone: "Wang Dong, your 'Xiyue Hotel' is a credit to our city, not bad. But today I really need your help. A friend of mine, you should know, is here to participate in the Dabi. It’s just that he came late because of something, and now he has no place to live. You also know that he is a person with face. If he lives in another place, he will appear weak So I asked Boss Wang to help you get a room in your 'Xiyue Hotel'..."

Others can't understand this, but Han Yan can. There is only one five-star hotel in the ghost town, which is the 'Xiyue Hotel'. Most of the people in the Yinmen Dabi live here, if they live in other places, as the mayor of Uzbekistan said, as soon as they come out, they will be a head shorter than others.

But the 'Xiashan Hotel' only had these rooms, and there were quite a few people participating in the big competition, so how could it be possible to stay here, only some famous families and sects lived in. At the beginning, Han Yan doubted whether Ye Mo could find a place to live in the 'Xiyue Hotel', that's what it meant.

Wang Xiyue saw that it was not what he expected, so he had to say with embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, Mayor Wu, you know that I can't make decisions about the rooms in the 'Xiyue Hotel' now. I don't think you don't know the specific situation. ..."

The big belly was not the slightest disappointed by Wang Xiyue's words, he still smiled and said: "Boss Wang, of course I know that, and I didn't want you to vacate a room, but I know you still have this attic. Otherwise, let my friend live here, Wang Dong, look..."

It turned out to be the idea of ​​building this attic, Ye Mo's face remained unchanged, he was waiting for Wang Xiyue's answer. But Han Yan's face changed. Since he came to participate in the competition, it means that he is from the hidden door. Just now Ye Mo offended Yijianmen and Yinmen Xiajia, and now there is another one. If Ye Mo doesn't give up the place, he will offend another one. With so many enemies, Ye Mo is alone...

Thinking of this, Han Yan's face showed worry. If he knew this, he advised Ye Mo to find a place to live, otherwise there would be so many things. Although Big Brother Ye is powerful, but a good man is not worth many people.

There was no embarrassment on Wang Xiyue's face, but he laughed and said, "No wonder the Mayor of Uzbekistan would say that, alas, if this small attic is my property, it doesn't matter if the Mayor of Uzbekistan takes it for anyone to live in." Ah. It’s just that this small attic is Brother Ye’s property, and I just helped build it.”

"Brother Ye?" Wu Yingyuan looked at Ye Mo and Han Yan at the door of the attic strangely.

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