The waitress's face was full of concern, as if the hotel was her own.
Li Fei smiled softly at her; he liked employees who had a sense of belonging.
Manager Tan frowned and asked, "What about security? Didn't we just hire a few guards? Where have they gone?"
The waitress pointed towards a corner, and as Tan Fang followed her finger, her heart skipped a beat. In that corner, several of the hotel's security guards were crouching motionless.
Next to them at a table sat several burly men with several opened bottles of beer on the table, drinking and keeping an eye on the guards.
"Shall we call the police?" the waitress asked Tan Fang.
