When I heard the plague and thought of the Black Death, all the people around me changed their expressions. Many people who were originally sitting in the restaurant watching the fun stood up and left the New Haven Hotel silently.

Tenants also lined up to check out.

It’s not that they reacted fiercely, but that they have heard the legend of the Black Death since childhood.

The Black Death is the plague. It is said that 30 million people have been taken away from their lives since the mid-14th century just three years after the Black Death appeared.

In the following three centuries, almost one out of every two Europeans died of the Black Death.

Although New Haven is in America, for most of these old people from Europe, Black Death is their nightmare.

Perhaps they wouldn't have thought of anything when they saw mice in the New Haven hotel.

When they saw such a fat mouse eating food so unscrupulously, they were extremely worried that the food they had eaten in the New Haven hotel had also been gnawed by mice.

Guests left one by one.

Negative rumors about New Haven hotels will spread like plague.

Next, not only will the number of hotels in New Haven be fewer, but all hotels to which the Anton family belongs will be affected by rumors.

even……

The position of the head of the family that you are about to obtain will also be lost...

Anton's expression became more and more anxious.

He doesn't care whether the guests will suffer from food poisoning, he doesn't care that there will be problems with the hotel operation.

His method of solving problems has always been not to solve the problem itself, but to solve the person who raised the problem.

What he cares about is his status and power within the family, and his wealth of making money every day.

And at this moment...

It's all because of this hateful little devil in front of me that I'm going to lose everything.

"You..." Anton gathered up his fists, wondering if he wanted to use violence to deal with the annoying guy in front of him.

But... things have developed to this point, problems have spread, and are there any useful solutions to the person who raises the problem?

Doug smiled when he saw Anton's incompetence and laughed sarcastically. He took two steps forward and whispered, "Do you still want them to know about eavesdropping on Kong?"

Anton's eyes grew up instantly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his surprised expression seemed to be asking, "Why do you know?"

"If you don't want people to know, don't do it. Since you have done it, you must be prepared to make people know." Doug's face continued to have a smile.

Anton stared at this guy he hadn't seen before three minutes ago, and wanted to do it, but he didn't dare to do it.

Doug continued to mock him, "I really appreciate your appearance of hating me and helplessness towards me. I think you should apologize to me and my subordinates before trying to eliminate the negative impact.

Of course, you can also not apologize or compensate, and I did not force you.

Dear Anton, do you think so?"

Anton, who was patient, wanted to punch Doug in fifty-three times when he was talking.

However, he was suppressed by impulses again and again.

People always have no time, and they have something to say.

People who always talk about money every day, even if they seem rich to others, are still short of money.

Doug kept saying that there was no coercion or threat, no apology or compensation.

But he is really forcing, threatening, asking for an apology, and asking for compensation.

Anton has no choice.

"I...I will compensate you one hundred, no! A restaurant dining voucher of one thousand dollars!" Anton said gritting his teeth.

"You are so generous? What about a thousand dollars dining coupon? But my subordinates are already like this. Do you think we will still eat here?"

"What are you going to do!" Anton said with his wisdom teeth spurting out of his nostrils.

"It's not what I want, but what you want. You just said it's a meal coupon worth a thousand dollars, right? I don't want a meal coupon, just give me cash. I don't want it, I don't want it, I'll give it a 20% discount. This is fair. What do you think?"

“…”

Anton didn't think there was anything fair.

Even if you send a meal roll of 1,000 US dollars, the actual cost will not exceed four hundred US dollars.

However, even if you give cash a 20% discount, it will cost 800 US dollars.

Although Anton is the nominal owner of the New Haven hotel, he has very little money to use on his own initiative, and it would be awesome to have a hundred dollars a month.

Eight hundred dollars is almost the sum of pocket money he can use in a year.

If these eight hundred dollars can recover today's losses, he would admit it.

However, it cannot.

Those who wanted to leave were still lined up to leave.

His only user who spends money now will not suffer any greater losses by purchasing it.

Although every hotel will more or less eavesdrop on the conversations of customers, the rumors are rumors. If the eavesdropping holes of New Haven hotels are really exposed to every customer.

Then, the credit of the Anton family will go bankrupt.

Whether it is the New Haven hotel itself, or the other hotels that have completely owned it by the Andong family, or just own a certain share, they will encounter a serious crisis.

"I...I give...I'll give as much as you want..." Anton said dejectedly.

Doug didn't really open his bigger mouth when he heard Anton's words.

People should be content.

Isn’t it enough to make eight hundred dollars out of thin air?

Even for a moment, Doug doubted the need for himself to do "The Monopoly".

The United States is so big, the world is so big, and there are so many problems.

If you visit a company every day, can you become the richest man in the world by blackmailing?

No!

wrong!

This is not blackmail!

It's just an ordinary demand from an ordinary consumer.

However, Doug gave up this tempting idea.

He wants to live a few more days.

Why can't this barbaric world have more civilizations?

Doug sighed slightly, mourning for the world.

"I'm just waiting here. I hope Your Excellency Anton will hand me the first place as soon as possible. Oh, it's better to have a bank coupon, Black Hawk Bank's. I really give me 800 US dollars, I can't take it."

Doug helped McGill up some recovered.

Madison looked at Doug, looked at Anton, and made a difficult decision. He picked up the towel and wiped the surface of the chair McGill and Doug were about to land.

Anton looked at the waiter who had a little impression of him, with no expression on his face and even wanted to laugh.

"Hisser Anton, why are you still standing there? Go and prepare the money quickly!" Doug said enthusiastically.

"I..." Anton wanted to curse angrily, but the words turned to his mouth, "I'll go now..."

When he left the hall, the hall manager came over.

Anton originally enjoyed this feeling of being flattered, but at this moment, he thought of what Madison was like just now.

He kicked it out and roared in his throat, "Go! Go and find out the origin of that bastard!"

The lobby manager struggled from the ground and tried hard to get up, "You...you go when I get up..."
Chapter completed!