In spite of her questionable mental health, Jian Ru was not a stupid girl. Moreover, she was particularly good at social engineering. With a few manipulative words here and there, she could get almost anything. It was the reason she had been able to get the coveted gala ticket even though she was a mediocre marketer on her best days.
Therefore, when she realised that the rice had probably already been cooked, she could only do some damage control to prevent further escalation of the situation. She swallowed a few more bites of food with difficulty and then excused herself from the table with a smile.
Without wasting a second, she rushed to the reception lounge of the hotel and found the customer service office. Right now, she only knew one person who could rectify the situation. She would not allow that slut to destroy her happiness.
"Excuse me, Sir. I would like to speak with Zhong Mian." She said in a soft shy voice.
