Volume 1: First Arrival Chapter 047 Nothing Gained
" Well, are you ready to get into trouble with me?"
It was a light joke, with a sense of ease. Callum originally thought that he would be so nervous, anxious, and worried that his heart wouldn't be able to calm down.
But, it didn’t.
Not only that, looking at Kirk with a smile on his face, Callum also became very excited, so he started to move his hand and foot joints on the spot, looking like he was ready to go into battle.
The best thing about young people is that they still believe in justice, they are still full of energy, they still dare to take risks and challenge themselves, and they still have a passion for police work. Therefore, when needed, they are often the first to step forward.
The same is true at this time.
Compared to Adrian's indecision, Callum seemed much more proactive.
Kirk couldn't help it, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Then he imitated "Rocky" and took a posture ready to attack, and exchanged a few moves with Callum.
After gently hitting Callum's shoulders twice, Kirk took a step forward.
Henry was a little slow.
Callum looked at Henry and smiled, "I'm Callum, Kirk's friend."
The little guy hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm Henry, and I'm Kirk's friend."
Ha ha.
Callum laughed heartily.
Although they are now facing a dilemma and a puzzle, which is full of dangers and thorns, looking at the handsome Kirk, it doesn't seem that bad.
Callum made an inviting gesture to Henry, who followed suit, and then the two of them quickly followed Kirk and entered the Palm Hall again.
At a glance, you can see the hotel lobby manager——
To be precise, it is not easy to ignore.
The sweaty boiled egg head turned slightly red and steam was rising, looking like steamed buns. Customers coming and going kept stopping to protest, making him extremely anxious.
At the same time, four female cleaners in uniform surrounded him, including Amy, whom he had just met on the fourth floor. They all had their eyes wide open and were filled with indignation. Some had their hands on their hips or crossed their chests, and they ran towards the lobby manager chattering like female demons.
Spanish.
It was all in Spanish, as passionate and unrestrained as machine-gun fire, with ups and downs and soul-stirring Spanish. It had a surround effect without the need for any equipment, and it surrounded the lobby manager in a frenzy of bombardment. Everywhere you looked, there was a scorched earth.
The horrifying scene caused many onlookers to take detours and not dare to approach easily.
The lobby manager's poor Spanish was of no use at all, and in the end he could only repeat the same word over and over again.
"Quiet!"
"Quiet!"
Even Kirk, whose rudimentary Spanish was almost entirely given back to the teacher, could understand this word.
Then, the lobby manager saw Kirk. He himself had not expected that seeing Kirk again would be like a life-saving straw and he would grab it tightly.
"Quiet, the police are coming!"
"If you don't keep quiet, communicate with the police yourself."
For this sentence, switch to English mode.
I originally thought that these female cleaners didn't understand English, but at this time, one or two of them shut their mouths obediently, but there was still anger flashing in their eyes.
The lobby manager could feel Kirk's inquiring gaze. He had just acted like a bully, so he couldn't ignore Kirk now. He explained helplessly.
"Ana-Selvas just resigned."
"again."
"God, maybe we should start a policy where if they work for more than three weeks, they can get a gold watch. I think they should be able to hold out longer."
Obviously, cleaning is a profession with a very high turnover, with countless immigrants coming and going.
If it were a normal day, the lobby manager would not be so restrained and would not be able to fire the employee directly if he was not satisfied, as there would be too many immigrants queuing up for work anyway; but the problem was that this was the Easter weekend, which might not be as busy as Christmas but was still busy. If there was a shortage of staff, the hotel would suffer.
The most important thing is that the incident happened suddenly, and the lobby manager had no time to recruit temporary staff and train them before they take up the job. Otherwise, it would offend the guests, which would be a loss.
No wonder the other cleaners protested strongly and seemed .
No wonder the lobby manager was so overwhelmed when he was surrounded. He was not as tough as people thought.
This is not——
The lobby manager had just opened his mouth when the four female cleaners couldn't control themselves and started complaining again, speaking very loudly in Spanish.
It seems that because someone resigned and the workload increased, they came here to express their strong protest as soon as possible.
"stop."
"stop!"
The lobby manager felt a throbbing pain in his head and waved his arms up and down continuously to match his words. He looked like a conductor who was holding his breath.
But we finally got the situation under control.
"Mrs. Martinez, everyone will take double shifts, and overtime pay will be paid in full."
To cut the Gordian knot, the lobby manager made an immediate decision and stopped the losses in time. The Plaza Hotel really could not afford any more chaos and accidents today.
The one standing slightly in the front should be Mrs. Martinez. She turned around and had a quick and low conversation in Spanish with her three friends.
Then you can see the smiles on the corners of their mouths gently rising, and one by one they reveal a look of satisfaction.
It seems that their purpose is to get overtime pay. After all, wages on holidays are already higher, and overtime pay should have additional bonuses. As long as this can be ensured, more working hours are something to be thankful for for them, as this is the value of work.
They chattered and whispered, and you didn't need to understand Spanish to feel their contentment from the cheerful tones of their voices.
Without any further instructions from the lobby manager, the group of female cleaners turned around and left on their own accord, chatting and laughing. Compared to the complaining residents in the corridor, these four people looked more like they were on vacation.
After dealing with one group, there was still another; after dealing with one group, there was still another. The lobby manager had no room to breathe. He took a deep breath, turned and looked at Kirk and Callum, but he still didn't look happy.
"what happened again!"
Obviously, the lobby manager put all the blame on the two men in front of him——
have a finger in the pie.
The important thing is that it is rigid and inflexible.
Seeing the smile on Kirk's lips, the lobby manager became furious.
Kirk lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the name tag on the lobby manager's chest. "Paul, calm down. There is still some time before the end of the world in 2012."
"Haha, this is really good news that makes me happy." Paul smiled with a forced smile, and it was obvious that he was gritting his teeth.
But Kirk didn't care at all. He shook his head gently, looking regretful, which made Paul feel choked up in anger.
Kirk stopped provoking Paul, otherwise if Paul fell down due to lack of breath, it would not be a good scene. "Good news, the hotel can be unblocked and everyone can come in and out freely."
"Haha. Thank you so much to the NYPD for your tolerance." Paul didn't look happy at all. After all, the damage had already been done.
Kirk pointed to the door calmly, "But if you bring large luggage in or out, security still needs to check it."
"What?" Paul was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head. "Are you crazy? Do you think this is Mexico?"
