In the Queen's Bar, the manager reported the situation to the boss.
Someone died in a bar, but it's a big deal that can't be settled by just spending money.
The owner who can open a bar on Queen Street is certainly not an ordinary person, but he doesn't want to get into trouble.
Especially some people with status.
The bar owner immediately asked the manager to find out who the dead person was and whether there was anyone behind him.
If it is an ordinary person, spend some money to get rid of the problem. If it is someone with a background, report it to him immediately.
The bar manager is a very capable person and has dealt with similar matters before, but he has to report on the process.
"Okay, boss, I understand."
The bar manager came to the front desk and quickly checked the order record of the box in question.
It took less than a minute to find out.
"The manager checked... and found it."
When the waiter saw the name, he was shocked and stuttered.
"Why are you stammering? Who are you talking about?" the bar manager shouted sharply.
"The... manager, it was ordered by Jeffrey."
"What?"
When the bar manager heard Jeffrey's name, his legs went weak and he almost lost his footing. He relied on his hands to support the bar counter to keep him from falling.
"You...you say it again!"
The waiter did not dare to look at the manager and answered tremblingly, "Manager, the private room was reserved by Jeffrey."
"Jeffrey?"
"Jeffrey!"
The bar manager was mumbling something, and the first thing he thought of was Jeffrey from the Resurrection Society.
Jeffrey would come here to play in the past, and with his identity, everyone in the neighborhood knew him.
But he still didn't believe it and asked, "Which Jeffrey?"
"Jeffrey of the Resurrection."
The waiter called up the surveillance camera for booking the private room, and Jeffrey was clearly visible on the surveillance camera.
"Depend on!"
The bar manager cursed loudly, his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.
Jeffrey's identity is too special. He was a middle-level manager of the Resurrection Society, and now he died in the nightclub he managed.
No matter what, it has nothing to do with yourself.
Three people died in the box, Jeffrey and two of his men.
Thinking of the power of the Resurrection Society, cold sweat broke out behind the bar manager's back.
He can be the manager of the Queen Bar, and he also has certain connections in both black and white.
However, these people are nothing compared to Jeffrey.
"call!"
"call!"
After exhaling two breaths of air-conditioning, the bar manager tremblingly called the bar owner.
After a few seconds, the call was picked up.
"Boss, it's bad! Something big has happened!"
"Who died? What makes you so panicked!" the bar owner asked coldly on the other end of the phone.
"Old... boss, it was Jeffrey from the Resurrection Society who died in the box." The bar manager told the truth.
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"Jeffrey!"
Hearing this, the bar owner was shocked and his head was buzzing.
This news hit him so hard that he never expected it.
Who is Jeffrey? He is a middle-level manager of the Resurrection Society. When he stamps his feet, people within a radius of dozens of miles will shake.
Even if he is the owner of Queen's Bar, he would not dare to mess with such a person.
It's good now that Jeffrey died in his own bar. This was the rhythm of killing himself.
"check!"
"Check carefully for me!"
"Why is their room on fire?"
"Find everyone who comes in and out of this room, and you must ask them, otherwise the Queen Bar will close down."
The bar owner knows that if he doesn't do it right, the consequences will be serious.
The most important thing at the moment is to find out the situation clearly. Only by finding out the situation can we make the next step.
"One hour."
"No, half an hour. I give you half an hour to check the situation."
"But boss, what about the guests inside?" The bar manager couldn't afford the loss and could only ask the boss.
"Please come out, everyone. Spending tonight is free. If you are a member, you will get an additional 1,000 yuan in credits."
"Hurry up and do it, the sooner the better."
"Before the Resurrection Society comes, we need to find out the situation and give them an explanation."
The bar owner decisively provided the results in order to find out the cause as early as possible so that he could make next steps.
"Yes yes!"
"Boss, I know what to do."
After the bar manager hung up the phone, he quickly turned off all the speakers, picked up the phone, explained the situation, and presented the compensation plan.
When the customers heard that tonight's consumption was free of charge, and members had a thousand deductions, they were so happy that they left the hotel excitedly.
The bar manager saw this and handed over all the staff.
"How's it going? Have you found anything?"
"The manager will wait a moment and see the waiters coming in and out."
"hurry up!"
The bar manager kept urging him, then looked at the people present and asked them.
"Whoever has been to the box of 2888, please come forward, hurry up!"
Chapter completed!