Chapter 371

With Wen Shishi, the check-in procedures are fast and orderly.

It only took more than ten minutes for more than 60 people to go through the formalities. They were led to their rooms one by one by the staff.

After that, everyone was relieved.

The girl at the front desk poured her a glass of water: "thank you, Miss Miranda. If it wasn't for you, we would be in big trouble today..."

Wen Shishi took a drink from the glass and said with a smile that it was OK.

"These middle-aged people go out without a tour guide. If we don't understand the service, why doesn't the tour guide accompany us? In the future, communication will become a problem. "

"Yes, yes, Miss Miranda, we can't trouble you all the time. Could you please contact their guide?"

Wen Shishi nodded.

It's time to get in touch.

A group of middle-aged and elderly people are left in a foreign country, and it is not a matter that no one takes care of them. When they go abroad, Chinese people should take care of each other.

It suddenly occurred to her that the tour guide was in a car accident and Derek was the traffic police.

He should be able to get in touch.

Wen Shishi turns out his phone in his mobile phone and broadcasts it.

After a few beeps, the phone was picked up, and derrick was obviously a little excited: "Miranda? Is that you, Miranda? You called me? You called me on your own initiative? I've been struggling all day whether to call you or not, and I'm afraid to disturb your rest. But now you call me on your own initiative. Am I dreaming? "

Wen Shishi has no choice but to laugh. Foreigners seem to be so good at expressing their feelings. Missing is missing, like is like, and never hide.

In fact, she appreciates the directness of living abroad these years, but she still has the implicit and obstinacy of Chinese people in her heart, so she is doomed not to be so bold and direct in her life.

"Hello, Derek, are you busy now? Will I disturb your work? "

Derek said: "no, I'm not busy now. There are not as many traffic accidents in Rome as you think. Today, there is only one case. There is nothing to do after handling it. I'm watching the time to get ready for work."

Only one?

That's easy.

Wen Shishi asked, "can you ask if the accident you are dealing with today is Chinese?"

Derek was surprised. "How do you know?"

"He is a tour guide. I met his tour group in the hotel. Because of the lack of translation, I couldn't go through the check-in procedures. I thought you were a traffic policeman, so I might be able to contact him..."

Derek's tone was a bit down, but he hid it well: "yes, he is a tour guide."

"Is he still with you now?"

"Yes, my colleagues are going through the formalities for him."

"Is he seriously injured?"

"It's not serious, it's just a slight injury, and the other party is willing to pay for it, so it's finished soon. Now both sides of the accident are here. It's a coincidence that both sides are Chinese and can speak Italian, so the procedures are very smooth."

Is the other party involved in the accident Chinese?

That's a coincidence.

"That Can I have a word with him? "

"Yes, just a moment."

There were a few grunts on the other end of the phone. I couldn't hear them clearly. It should be Derek who negotiated with his colleagues again.

Soon, a strange man's voice came from the phone, "hello?"

It's Chinese.

Wen Shishi also talked to him in Chinese: "Hello, sir, your tour group is in the hotel now, without the help of the guide, there is no way to communicate with the hotel, so please let me contact you."

When she said this, the tour guide was flustered: "haven't I arranged for my colleagues to meet them? Haven't we met? "

"I don't think so. This group is full of middle-aged and elderly people over 60 years old. They are slow to accept information and may have missed contact."

The guide sighed: "OK, I'll rush to deal with it now, please."

"It's OK. We are all Chinese. It's just a matter of lifting a finger. When you arrive, just explain the situation to the front desk. I'll communicate with her."

"Yes, thank you."

"Nothing."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Shishi told the front desk that the tour guide was coming. Several front desk and staff members were also relieved.

Wen said, "if there is nothing else, I'll go up and have a rest first."

A girl at the front desk pleaded, "Miss Miranda, I'm sorry. Could you please wait here for a moment? We have received many tour groups before, and we can't understand what the tour guide says in English. Can you help me... "

Several girls watched her eagerly together.Wen Shishi was embarrassed for a moment and insisted on going again.

Anyway, Rome is not big, and the air volume of the tour guide is less than an hour.

Wen Shishi can only promise.

However, to her surprise, the tour guide arrived in less than 20 minutes and rushed down from a car: "sorry, I'm the tour guide of the tour group..."

Wen Shishi was suddenly stunned.

This English says

The front desk girl's worry is really reasonable. There is also a strong dialect accent in English

The front desk girls looked at her with confused faces.

Wen Shishi said faintly, "he said he is a tour guide."

The guide was stunned: "are you the lady who just called me?"

“…… Yes

"Oh, thank you so much. You really helped me a lot..."

Then he reached out to shake hands with her.

Wen Shishi took a step back and said, "you're welcome."

"Yes, yes. It's better to meet compatriots when you go out! Today, I met a Chinese in a car accident, driving a Maybach. If I pay for it, I can't afford it! I wanted to die at that time! However, the man looked like a big boss, and he didn't care. After he registered with the police, he said that I didn't need to pay for it. I heard that I was in a hurry, but fortunately, he sent me here. But it's a coincidence that he also lives in this hotel... "

Then he nuzui toward the door: "here, you see, it's him. Does this momentum look like the big boss in the movie?"

Not far from the revolving door, a tall and tall man was pushing the door and came in.

Tall and straight, extraordinary temperament, a look is a person with identity.

There is a moment of bleary in Wen's poems.

The way this person walks Too much like Mr. sniper.

But she looked at his face carefully -

without a mask or any sign of Mr. sniper.

Not alone at all.

He went to the front desk, took out his passport and handed it to the front desk: "Hello, check in."