【Part One: Simple People】

An action can only be considered an action if it is put into practice after the idea appears... Mr. Gusv soon came to Mr. Dillings' room.

But Mr. Dillings is facing some kind of trouble at this time.

The two doormen were currently trying hard to fit a tuxedo for Mr. Dillings... Mr. Dillings' figure would probably give most tailors in the world a headache.

This is already the largest tuxedo that the hotel can currently provide - the two doormen are currently trying hard to tie Mr. Dillings's waist... It's like a tug of war.

"Oh... damn! I feel like I'm going to be strangled in two! This shit! It's so annoying! Am I going to turn into a bratwurst?"

Mr. Dillings was cursing loudly while suffering... When he saw Mr. Gusv come in, he quickly said: "Gusv, you came just in time! Come and help me, let me end this as soon as possible

disaster!"

Mr. Gusv had no choice but to rush forward to help, and after spending a lot of energy, he reluctantly allowed Mr. Dillings to put on his tuxedo - of course, the buttons would inevitably scream.

Mr. Gusv even worried whether these buttons would explode in the next moment.

"Damn it! Damn it! Even if I die, I will never wear this thing again! Really! I guarantee it on the honor of my late grandma!" Mr. Dillings gasped and cursed.

…Usually such oaths are not worthy of belief.

Mr. Gusv just pretended not to hear, and then quietly made a gesture, asking the two doormen to wait outside the room... He pretended to be casual and asked: "Mr. Dillings, what are you planning to do?"

Attending the party?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I wear this suit?" Mr. Dillings probably felt uncomfortable because the clothes were tight, and his mood was obviously not high.

Mr. Gusv looked understanding, then smiled and said: "Excuse me, is there anything else you need help with, Mr. Dillings?"

"Oh, let me think about it..." Mr. Dillings pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "It seems that there is no more. If anything happens again, I can come to you, right? I remember that the floor housekeeper is here at any time.

Are you coming?"

"Yes, Mr. Dillings."

Mr. Dillings thought for a while, and then patted Gusv's shoulder - he did not lift his palm after patting it, and Mr. Gusv's shoulder could not help but lower a little.

He had no choice but to keep smiling and wait for the customer to speak.

"It's hard work." Mr. Dillings said this first, then thought for a while, and then said seriously: "But you still have to rest when it's time to rest, don't tire yourself out."

Mr. Gusv opened his mouth, but it was best to keep smiling and nodding, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Dillings... Is there anything else you need?"

"Oh...I'm still a little hungry. Please prepare some food for me." Dilinsi touched her strong belly, "Let that...who, oh, that chef do whatever he wants for me."

Get some food, I don't want to go out now! These damn clothes are so uncomfortable."

Mr. Gusv couldn't help but feel dumbfounded, but he still maintained a professional smile, "I will make arrangements for you, sir... If there is nothing else, please allow me to leave first, because I still need to go and prepare for you."

Zieg Lawyers Services.”

When Mr. Gusv said the name Attorney Siegel seemingly casually, he secretly paid attention to Mr. Dillings's expression.

"Oh, go ahead and do your work. I can do it myself."

But Mr. Dillings had no idea who Attorney Siegel looked like... He didn't even pay attention to what Gusv said about serving others.

Doesn't he know... that the floor butler here provides one-on-one service to guests in the presidential suite?

With this doubt, something that was already certain was suddenly disrupted... Gusv slowly exited the room, and before closing the door, he quietly took a look through the crack in the door.

I saw that Mr. Dillings was opening a small book in his hand, and then biting a pencil. He didn't know what he was thinking about... Occasionally he tapped his head lightly with the tip of the pencil, and occasionally he scratched it and began to see some sparseness.

s hair.

"Where will this gentleman go later? Please tell me as soon as possible. Do you know?"

Before leaving, Mr. Gusv gave instructions to the doormen outside the door.

But then Mr. Dillings did not leave the room until the banquet started... Mr. Gusv heard from the doorman that Mr. Dillings fell asleep after eating.

And the snoring sound is particularly spectacular.

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【Part 2: Gift】

In the evening, at half past seven...the banquet begins.

The banquet was held on the open-air lawn of the hotel campus. Not only could you enjoy the night view of the artificial lake, but you could also see the entire Alec Hotel.

Under the light, the Alec Hotel looks like a symmetrical castle built with perfect lines, like something from a fairy tale.

I heard that the original Alec Hotel was not like this. After several renovations, it became what it is today - all from the handiwork of the mysterious hotel owner.

The theme of tonight’s banquet is: Masquerade

Guests will simply bring some decorations to cover their faces - of course, in many cases, it is difficult for people to hide their identities with simple face coverings... Most of them are just for the sake of atmosphere.

Ms. Tiffany simply put on an eye patch, while Ms. Sandy put on a Venetian mask.

It can be seen that Ms. Sandy is very unhappy about the fact that her long-term friend chose to attend this masquerade party instead of going to her birthday party - she really prepared a lot of young and energetic young men! What a waste.

!

"Well...what's going on today? I seem to have seen a lot of familiar people." Ms. Tiffany suddenly whispered in her friend's ear.

"Is there any?" Ms. Sandy looked around.

Ms. Tiffany pointed to two middle-aged men standing in the dining area not far away, "Do the two over there look like George and Goben?"

"Who?" Ms. Sandy asked in shock.

Ms. Tiffany shook her head and said with a smile: "If you let them know that you have completely forgotten them, they may cry... Forgot? They were your suitors at the beginning."

Ms. Sandy tried hard to recall, and finally found two blurry faces in the corner of her memory... She woke up with a start, and finally remembered who George and Goben were.

In the restaurant of the very personal Chef Berg, there used to be a small stage dedicated to performing for customers. George and Goben were the musicians in charge of the performance at that time.

Looking back, Ms. Sandy was quite proud and said: "Thinking about it now, I was still very popular at that time... It's a pity that time is not forgiving. But at that time, everyone liked Pahel who played the violin... You don't

Too."

Ms. Tiffany glanced angrily at this guy who didn't know whether he was a bad friend or a close friend.

Ms. Sandy said at this time: "But when I think about it, it was really a mistake to be obsessed with Pahel at that time... It is really bad for a man to suddenly disappear in pursuit of his dream. And look at it, my God

!I really can’t imagine what George and Goben look like now. They were actually quite handsome back then. Well... maybe Pahel has become a greasy and fat middle-aged man now! Believe me, my dear, man!

When you get older, you absolutely don’t care about appearance. Just look at what my current husband looks like!"

Ms. Tiffany said nothing.

Ms. Sandy was probably the heartless type. She seemed to have suddenly put on a figure that still had some capital for her age. She scratched her head and said, "No, I have to go say hello to George and Goben.

Relive the beautiful years of youth...Tiffany, please greet yourself!"

Ms. Tiffany really didn't know how to stop this guy... She shook her head with a wry smile, then ordered a glass of red wine from the waiter's plate, and walked slowly in the open-air banquet venue.

She really recognized some old faces she hadn't seen in a long time... some old employees who used to work at the Alec Hotel.

What happened today?

Ms. Tiffany did not go up to say hello to those she once knew like Sandy did - after all, she thought she did not have Ms. Sandy's shamelessness that was thicker than makeup.

And...she actually doesn't have very good interpersonal relationships.

Old-fashioned, well-behaved, unsmiling... They were all afraid of such a boring woman like her - even her ex-husband eventually chose to separate because of the boring life.

She feels that maybe she has been boring for most of her life, right?

So I started to make some changes. I no longer always thought about work. Occasionally I would read a book, do some beauty treatments, try some exercise, and also watch boring but popular movies.

She began to smile more than usual on her face, but when she smiled, it still felt so oppressive - Ms. Tiffany felt that she probably couldn't change it.

Life is still improving, but the number of friends around me has not increased...nor decreased.

"Ms. Tiffany, you are so beautiful tonight."

She heard the voice calling her, and Tiffany slowly turned around and saw an old man with gray hair and simply wearing an eyepatch. She even recognized the other man's identity immediately.

"Lawyer Ziege, is that you?" She couldn't help but be extremely surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I've been looking for you." Lawyer Sieg walked over slowly with a smile. "I heard from Gusv that you would also attend, so I was paying attention to see if you showed up from the beginning."

"grateful."

Ms. Tiffany smiled slightly, and then she quickly realized that this banquet might have something to do with Attorney Zieg - so many old employees also showed up.

I heard from her nephew Gusv that the gentleman who stayed in the presidential suite also had something with the mark of the owner behind the hotel... Does all this indicate that something special will happen tonight?

"Ms. Tiffany, happy birthday." Lawyer Zieg suddenly said at this time, and then took out a gift box from his pocket, "This is the birthday gift I prepared for you, please accept it."

"Thank you." Ms. Tiffany did not refuse. She accepted it generously, hugged Lawyer Siegel lightly and kissed him on the face.

Lawyer Zieg joked at this time: "Oh! I think I must be jealous now."

"Lawyer Ziege is still as funny as ever." Ms. Tiny smiled, "But you haven't told me yet why you are here... You can't be here to give me a gift, right?"

She was not too surprised that Lawyer Sieg gave her a gift.
To be continued...