Chapter 4 Return to Jiangcheng, Deliberately Making Trouble

"Is this what you wanted to talk about?" Qin Hao said impatiently, laughing. "You said a young girl like you is in danger, but I don't think you even know what danger is! Walking around the streets with so much money, acting like it's real and showing it to everyone! I guarantee you've already been targeted by more than three groups of people!" "I advise you to find a good hotel to stay in quickly, otherwise, you'll just wait to be robbed again!" Qin Hao said, then left without looking back. Just as Luo Qiushui was about to catch up, she saw Zhao Yiyi struggling to carry the bag and said: "Qiushui, can you accompany me to the bank? I'm scared!" Luo Qiushui sighed and stepped forward to help Zhao Yiyi carry the money bag, saying: "You said no one can resist you! But now you can't even handle it yourself!" "What should we do now?" Zhao Yiyi asked. "Let's go to the bank first!" Luo Qiushui said, "Then find a better hotel to stay in. We need to be careful, it's possible that someone is really targeting us!" ... After more than ten years, Qin Hao returned to Jiangcheng City once again, feeling completely unfamiliar with everything here. Jiangcheng City from more than ten years ago, except for the city center, was still paved with bluestone roads. Now, steel and concrete high-rise buildings have spread throughout the city, and even the suburbs have become much more prosperous. The driver looked at the address Qin Hao gave and thought for a long time before remembering the place. When he arrived at the destination with Qin Hao, even Qin Hao was stunned. "This used to be a vegetable market..." Qin Hao muttered as he looked at the office building in front of him. "It was demolished a long time ago, almost eight years ago!" the driver said. "Now it's Chen's Real Estate here. Young man, you haven't been back for so many years, didn't your family inform you when they moved?" Qin Hao sighed. It had been eight years since he completely lost contact with his family after being conscripted into the special forces. Loyalty and filial piety are hard to reconcile, and he chose righteousness. With this thought, Qin Hao turned around and got into the car, saying, "Forget it, just find me a place to stay first." "Where do you want to stay? Ordinary or luxurious?" the driver asked. Qin Hao suddenly remembered something and handed over a business card, saying, "Does this hotel have a branch here?" The driver took a look and smiled, saying, "Yes! Qin Han Tang, which city doesn't have a branch? Sit tight, I'll take you there!" Sitting in the car, Qin Hao furrowed his brows. Looking at the address in his hand, he felt like a big stone was blocking his heart. "Mom, Dad, sister, little sister, I'm back! Where are you?" In the imperial capital, in a luxurious mansion, a middle-aged man dressed in a Zhongshan suit came to a man holding a phone and said, "Young Master, Miss wants you to help her investigate someone, she's in..." "Okay, I got it! I'll handle it personally!" The man took the photo handed over by the butler and left. ... Qin Han Tang Hotel. Luo Qiushui pulled the luggage, and Zhao Yiyi followed behind her, saying, "Qiushui, don't be angry. It's my fault, okay? How about I treat you to a spa later? You can talk to me!" "I'm not angry!" Luo Qiushui said, "I'm just thinking about how to make that person become my bodyguard!" "Ah, you're still thinking about that?" Zhao Yiyi said, "He's disappeared, who knows where he went! If you can still meet him, then you two must have a deep connection!" Luo Qiushui was about to speak when a group of people walked into the hotel's entrance. There were more than twenty of them, of various ages, with some in their thirties or forties and others in their teens, all with dyed hair of various colors. These people had cigarettes in their mouths, and their exposed skin was covered with colorful tattoos to varying degrees. The group headed straight for the front desk, and one of them kept staring at Luo Qiushui and Zhao Yiyi. After the events of the morning, the two of them were already on edge and quickly stepped back. "Hey, open twenty rooms, and they need to be connected." The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, who was leading the group, banged on the front desk. "Please wait a moment..." The receptionist didn't dare to neglect and quickly checked the computer, saying, "On the same floor, can there be a few rooms in between?" The middle-aged man took off his sunglasses and stared at the receptionist, saying: "Young lady, don't you understand what I'm saying? Twenty rooms, connected! Got it?" "But, there are no twenty rooms connected anymore..." the receptionist quickly said, "There are only a few rooms that are not connected..." The middle-aged man shook his head, banging on the sunglasses, saying, "I don't care, either make them leave or call your manager. You leave, got it? Such a big hotel and you don't even have twenty connected rooms?" Luo Qiushui furrowed her brows at the words. It was obvious that they were here to cause trouble. It was the peak tourist season now, and the hotel was already not fully occupied. Asking for twenty connected rooms was impossible. Just then, Zhao Yiyi suddenly excitedly grabbed Luo Qiushui's arm and shook it, saying: "Qiushui, Qiushui, fate has arrived! Fate has arrived!" "What fate..." Luo Qiushui was about to say something when she saw Qin Hao enter the hotel with his luggage. Just as Luo Qiushui was about to go up and greet him, a voice came from the front desk: "Hello, I'm the manager of Qin Han Tang Hotel. Is there something I can help you with?" Luo Qiushui turned around and was instantly captivated, even though she was a woman. The person in front of her was around the same age as her, dressed in a fitted professional suit that couldn't hide her attractive curves. Her fair melon seed face was lightly powdered, but still exuded charm. Seeing the person, the middle-aged man was taken aback and quickly reacted. "I don't want to repeat myself! Open twenty rooms connected together, now!" The woman furrowed her brows and looked down at the computer, saying. "I'm sorry, there are no connected rooms available now. Would you like me to arrange them on the same floor..." "You can't open them, right?" the middle-aged man sneered and said, "Then we'll wait here until you can!" The hooligans sat down on the sofas, and the twenty or so people gathered together, filling the lobby with smoke in no time, turning the upscale hotel into a chaotic place. Two of the hooligans even blocked the front desk, seemingly not allowing anyone to register. Even Qin Hao stood at the entrance, observing the performance of this group of people with a cold gaze. The female manager furrowed her brows and said to the receptionist, "Bring them two glasses of water and go talk to the guests upstairs to see if we can arrange another room for them." "Should we call the police?" the receptionist suggested. The female manager shook her head and said, "We are Qin Han Tang. If they dare to cause trouble here, they must have planned it in advance. They are just the front, who knows who is behind them. Calling the police would be disadvantageous to us. Do as I say, go!" The receptionist then went back and forth, pouring more than twenty glasses of water and bringing them over. After waiting for a while, the female manager came over and said, "The twenty rooms you requested are ready. Please follow me!" The middle-aged man smiled and gestured to the people beside him. One of them, in front of the female manager, picked up the glass in front of him and drank it all, then clutched his stomach and started howling in pain. "Your water is not clean!" the middle-aged man sneered, "Brothers, let's wreck this black hotel!"