Xiaobei was absolutely correct; the people outside the private room were indeed the hotel staff.
More precisely, it was the hotel manager and his assistant.
Previously, the manager had drunk the ginger tea that his assistant had prepared for him.
After finishing it, he and his assistant planned to come over and greet Guo Meng.
Upon arriving here, he instructed his assistant to remain silent for the time being.
As his assistant followed his instructions, he leaned closer, raised his ears, and listened intently.
He felt certain there would be some noise coming from inside the room.
And it would be quite lively...
Because both Guo Meng and the people with him were particularly fond of lively gatherings.
So now, being together, they would surely be having a great time chatting.
...
"How could there be no noise at all?"
After listening for a while, his mouth twitched strongly.
At this moment, he was puzzled, as there was absolutely no noise from inside the room.
"Could there be something wrong with my ears?"
After mumbling this to himself, he shook his head vigorously.
He knew there was no way that could be true.
"Otherwise, could it be Iâve come to the wrong place?"
When this thought occurred to him, he also shook his head vigorously.
He felt this was also unlikely.
Because there was only one suite on this entire floor, there really was no possibility of being in the wrong place.
Thinking about this, he heard his assistant speak softly, "Manager, whatâs going on? Why is it so quiet inside the suite? Could it be theyâve already left?"
"Thatâs impossible!"
He glanced at his assistant and shook his head lightly.
He knew they had no reason to leave so early...
Being directly contradicted, he sighed, "I also think thatâs impossible, but something just doesnât feel right now!"
"Weâll soon find out whatâs actually going on!"
Muttering this, he took a deep breath, lifted his hand with a serious expression, and gently knocked on the roomâs door.
When the heavy sound spread, he spoke in a low tone: "President Guo, itâs Manager Bian from the hotel, just coming over to take a look."
Inside the room, Xiaobei and Song Yaling immediately heard him as he spoke...
However, they didnât rush to respond; they wanted to see if Guo Meng and the others would be woken up by his call.
"No response?"
Getting no response, Manager Bian rubbed his nose.
He turned to look at his assistant and spoke again!
"President Guo, since youâre not opening the door, then weâll just come in directly!"
After saying this, he waited for a few seconds!
After this, he looked at his assistant and said, "Push the door open."
"Yes!"
The assistant agreed, quickly walked to the front, and directly pushed the door open...
He was quite anxious at this moment, worried he might be forced to drink a few glasses for pushing the door open.
But he soon realized his worries were unnecessary!
Because not many people noticed him pushing the door open.
The people he recognized were all sprawled over the table.
This included Guo Meng, whom he thought could drink exceptionally well.
"Whatâs going on here? Did he drink too much?"
This person was dumbfounded!
Next to him, Manager Bian was also dumbfounded, as he didnât expect to see such a scene upon opening the door either.
"Are these people pretending to be drunk to mess with us?"
This idea instantly popped into Manager Bianâs mind.
Soon, he thought that should be a very possible deduction.
After making this judgment, he began to think carefully about how to handle the situation!
At this time, he saw there were still two people who hadnât passed out.
"Do you...do you know whatâs going on?"
Hearing this hesitant question, Xiaobei laughed and said, "I know what youâre worried about, donât worry! Theyâre not messing with you; they actually drank too much and passed out."
"They all really drank too much? How is that possible! President Guo is known to hold his liquor well!"
Hearing Xiaobeiâs words, Manager Bian stared in disbelief.
He thought Xiaobei must be joking!
Because Guo Meng was the best drinker he had ever known, he truly couldnât believe Guo Meng would pass out from drinking too much.
Hearing his words, Xiaobei knew he indeed didnât believe him.
"If you donât believe me, you can go over and take a look!"
"Okay!"
Agreeing, Manager Bian quickly walked over to them.
After taking a closer look, Manager Bianâs eyelids twitched.
He found they were indeed not faking it; they were really passed out.
Every one of them reeked of alcohol.
"Could this young man be telling the truth? Did they really drink too much?"
Muttering this, he walked over to Guo Meng.
At this moment, he heard Guo Meng mumble in terror.
"Master Xiaobei, I really canât drink anymore, I really canât!"
Hearing such terrified mumbling, Manager Bian looked up, bewildered.
Soon, he mumbled in bewilderment, "Master Xiaobei? Who is that? I seem to have heard this name before!"
"Youâve heard of me?"
Hearing his murmur, Xiaobei gave him a deep look and spoke softly.
"Youâre Master Xiaobei?"
"Thatâs right! Thatâs me!"
"Then... then are you saying you were the one who got President Guo and the others so drunk?"
Upon Xiaobeiâs admission, he looked at Xiaobei with wide, amazed eyes.
Honestly, if Xiaobei hadnât admitted it so readily, he would find it hard to believe what Xiaobei said was true.
Because he seemed so young...
Looking at him, Xiaobei calmly said, "Yes, it was me! But you canât entirely blame me; I didnât expect their drinking capacity to be so poor!"
"Poor?"
Both Manager Bian and his assistantâs eyelids jumped suddenly...
They now wanted to refute Xiaobei but didnât know what to say...
Because Xiaobei had indeed made his opponents drink until they passed out.
Seeing their speechless faces, Xiaobei smiled and changed the topic, "Okay, letâs not talk about that now. Did you come here for something?"
Hearing such a straightforward inquiry, Manager Bian quickly waved his hand, "No! We just came over to take a look! On behalf of the hotel, I want to thank you all for choosing our hotel."
"Oh, I see, thank you! By the way, since youâre here, how about joining us for a drink?"
"Well... sure!"
Knowing that as a manager, he couldnât refuse, Manager Bian took a deep breath and quickly nodded!
Seeing him nod, Song Yaling, sitting beside Xiaobei, gently shook her head.
She knew that soon there would be one more person passing out...