Gao ting immediately agreed to Lu Xin's suggestion and found a solution.
She had a discussion with the hotel and changed rooms for everyone.
This Inn had a large shared bed, and it was packed enough to accommodate thirty to forty people.
More than half of the drivers were sleeping in the shared house, so they could just come back directly. The few outsiders who were originally living in the shared house were replaced by sister Gao with other standard rooms in the convoy and moved out immediately.
When the old drivers fearfully took their luggage and came to the shared house, everyone looked at each other and felt an unspeakable depression.
"Could it be that some powerful killer came in and ... Kill them?"
"If he was an assassin, it would be fine, but I'm afraid ... I'm afraid he was dragged away by a ghost?"
“..”
Under the dim yellow light, someone kept looking around nervously, afraid that the person beside him would suddenly disappear.
