Chapter 291 Goodbye, Kingsley


    A voice came behind Amy. The youngdy, a receptionist, instantly bowed with respect to a man


    behind Amy. The receptionist greeted, "Hello, Mr. Carr."


    Without turning her head, Amy had known that it must be that crazy and disgusting man. She didn''t


    turn around but continue to talk about her own business with the receptionist.


    "Settle my ount, please. I still have other things to deal with." Amy handed the receptionist her bank


    card.


    "Who dares to take your bank card without my order, hotdy? We meet again. What a coincidence!


    Your ount can be put on my tab, which can be regard as a wee gift. It must be fate. I am willing


    to treat you a meal. The food in our Starway Hotel tastes great." Kingsley stood behind Amy and said


    with happiness. As the saying goes, you could wear out iron shoes in fruitless searching and yet you


    might find the lost thing without even looking for it by a lucky chance. As for Kingsley, he had been


    looking for this woman for such a long time. He didn''t expect to see her in his own hotel.


    "Well then, I decide to go to another hotel." Amy took back her bank card. She was ready to leave.


    "Hey, hotdy. Which hotel''s equipments and facilities in R City can match our Starway Hotel''s?"


    Kingsley went to hold Amy''s hand. Amy shook his hand off.


    "Please behave yourself. We don''t know each other." Amy turned back and went out. Kingsley went up


    again and stopped her.


    "Well. What a bad temper. Just make payments for yourself. Give me your bank card and I will handle it


    for you. I''m sure payments are made with your own money." Kingsley couldn''t really understand. When


    other women heard that it was free to have consumption, they would jump into his arms and sweet-talk


    him. But this woman wasn''t like that. She actually wanted to leave, which could be quite interesting!


    Indeed, there were no hotels'' equipments and facilities superior to Starway Hotel''s in R City. Even


    those charged by the HD Group and the Newell Group weren''t rivals of Starway Hotel.


    What''s more, there was cooperation between the HD Group and the Newell Group. Therefore, neither


    of them was a great choice. She finally chose Starway Hotel.


    "Take it. There are no passwords." Amy gave her bank card to Kingsley.


    Kingsley came up to the receptionist and asked her to arrange the best room for Amy. He used Amy''s


    money to make payments ording to Amy''s mind. This woman seemingly trusted him very much, for


    she wasn''t worried that the rest in her bank card, which had no passwords, might be taken out.


    Having done the business, Kingsley returned her bank card and room card. Amy had a look at it and


    then put it in her bag.


    "Well, thanks. I''m off." Amy found things done and decided to go. She had to go back and discussed


    with people of the nning department to arrange for things.


    "Hey. Hey. I helped you. How can you go now? Didn''t I say I treated you? Have a meal with me before


    you go." Kingsley looked at the back of Amy and howled again.


    But Amy ignored himpletely. She walked away faster and faster as if Kingsley had a gue.


    "Do you want to catch that youngdy, Mr. Carr?" The man in ck asked Kingsley.


    "What are you saying? Have you been cultured or not? Catch her? Look at her small and delicate body.


    Do you still want to catch her? Get out of here. Read more books!" Kingsley kicked that man.


    That man scratched his head and felt confused. In the past, it was Kingsley that asked him to catch the


    one when dealing with the same matter. Why did Kingsley turn his mind now?


    But that man in ck still executed Kingsley''s order. He found a quiet ce and let others give him a


    book. He began to read it.


    After Amy finished her business, she went back to hispany. She immediately got together with


    people of the nning department and held a meeting. Amy fixed five men and let them go back


    immediately to pack things up. There would be a week they couldn''t go home starting from tomorrow.


    After home arrangement, Amy involved in nning with people in the HD Group together.


    As all things had been done, Amy felt hungry. Daria, her secretary, hanged around at the doorstep.


    Then she popped her head around the office door.


    "Would you like to have something, Miss Newell? Do you need me to bring you some?" It was already


    half past twelve. Daria was also too busy to eat.


    "No, thanks. Let''s go to the restaurant to have a meal. Maybe there still has some food at this time,


    hasn''t there?" Amy rubbed her temples and exercised her waist. She stood up and was ready to go to


    the restaurant with Daria.


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    "There still has food now. The restaurant is usually opened until 2:00 p.m. in the afternoon, because


    many people work overtime and forget to have meals. Isn''t it you that set up regtions? Even though


    the restaurant is opened until 2:30 p.m., employees that dy their meals due to extra work can go


    there and eat as much as they want to." Daria said to Amy.


    Amy really forgot it. How could she remember everything since she made a plenty of decisions every


    day? But it seemed to her that she made a good decision. When hearing Daria''s tone, she thought she


    really gained themon aspiration of employees.


    They went onto the second floor of the restaurant. There weren''t many people eating here at this


    moment. Employees in the Newell Group worked really hard. Some finished their work early in the


    morning so they ate at 11:00 a.m., who could start to work early in the afternoon.


    There were also some people off work at a normal time, which was the time when Amy and Dainia


    came to eat now. Others hadn''t finished their works yet so that they woulde here for a meal after a


    while. Therefore, it wouldn''t be overcrowded in the restaurant.


    Amy walked along the way. Many people greeted with her. Although she was very young, she had a


    high prestige in thepany.


    "What would you like to eat, Miss Newell? I can cook for you now since there are only a few good


    dishes left." The restaurant manager said to Amy when she came to the restaurant.


    "No more food?" Amy looked at dishes, finding they were hot. She knew that still many people hadn''t


    steaming or boiling.


    "There are different types of dishes, aren''t there?" Amy had thought there really might be no food. And


    she was a little worried about people who hadn''te to eat.


    "Isn''t Miss Newell fond of seafood? We''ve run out of seafood today so I''m going to cook you some


    more." What the manager was talking about was seafood in the first ce. He knew Amy didn''t like to


    eat other dishes.


    "Oh. It''s ok. I eat anything. You can give me sweet and sour spare ribs, cold meat starters and pickles."


    Amy looked at the dishes and ordered three of them.


    Daria also asked for three dishes. They sat down and had lunch.


    "What do you think of the food in the restaurant, Daria? I haven''t heard other staffs talking about it. If


    dishes are bad, we can improve them." Food was the life of people. Amy was also very particr about


    eating. If the food tasted bad, there would be resentment when staffs worked.


    "I haven''t heard anything about it. But there''s one thing I want to report." Daria thought for a while. She


    felt it necessary to tell Amy something.