"Boss, I haven't asked the other hotels yet," the lobby manager panted, out of breath, "I'll make a call right now and ask."
Before the lobby manager could start making calls, Chou Haiping received a call from a hotel owner: "Chou Haiping, you son of a bitch, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"
Chou Haiping was stunned, "President Mou, what do you mean by that?"
"What do I mean?" President Mou said furiously, "You've offended a bigwig in the film industry. With just one word from him, all the crews have pulled out. Without these crews, how can our hotels in Hengdian continue to operate? Chou Haiping, if you don't sort this out, we'll smash your hotel!"
President Mou hung up the phone angrily, leaving Chou Haiping completely dumbfounded.
No sooner had the call ended another person called, giving Chou Haiping a thorough tongue-lashing.
While Chou Haiping was on the phone, numerous other calls were coming in.
Needless to say, they were all to scold him.
