"HUh" I sighed, I am bored. What should I do? I went to the kitchen, I will just eat some. Anyway no one is gonna come today as well.

All of the four were sitting and chatting again.

Damn, I should really do something other than this.

"Hey!" But it is not bad

Jianna: "Come and sit here manager," 

I came and sat there "So? What is going on?" I asked

Cook: "Nothing really, We were just curious, how many people have visited this month?"

"Come on, We all know only 13 rooms were booked. Is it that hard to count?" I am pretty sure he would remember that. Oh-

Cook: "No, come on you know,"

He told it with a smug.

"Yeah" I chuckled, I just now finished the billing too."54!" Everybody laughed.

Jianna: "Well it is higher than before."

"Atleast They were-"

We heard a bell."Jianna Go!" it is rare for people to come at the end of the month. "Now quick get to work!"

I went to the entrance there was a healthy, rich man beside a weak, poor man who looked fair. "I will take care of it from now on, Jianna. Sir can you come in and register your names." I told him as I give him a pen.

Rich Guy: "What? you guys still use papers?" 

"Sorry Sir that is all we have..." I told them with an apologetic smile. Honestly, I feel bad for that poor weak guy, probably did not have the money to pay the rich dude or something. I would have ended up like him too...

I guided them to the room, "If you guys need anything please contact me sir."

Rich Guy: "Sure,"

The rich told with a stoned face pushing the poor person inside with his hands on the shoulder.

"Have a good day Sir!" huh, definitely it is that. I think I could let Laura and Jianna near them.

It is always some hookers, and we have to deal with the mess they do, I could puke just thinking about it.

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Suddenly I saw that poor gay yelling.

Poor Guy: "Anybody!"

I came near him,

Poor Guy: "Sir Sir I don't... know what is happening...please-"

He doesn't seem physically harmed. Must have been drugged.

"Calm down Sir", I think he didn't know what was given to him, It is better that way. "First, I will guide you to your room sir," I told him in a calm voice,

It should resonate with him. Looking at his face it does. Man, I could be a therapist with all kinds of drug addicts I have seen.

I should put him on the bed. "Here sir have some water." It should calm him down. Yup, looks like working. I am getting a little proud of myself these days.

Now let's assume as if I didn't know anything that happened before I came to the room. "Sir, are you under any medications?"

Poor Guy: "No, I just slept too long...and missed a meeting,"

He replied after a pause. Hmm, not a bad lie.

"Oh sorry to hear sir, then shall I call the person whom you came with sir?" It would be the last person he wants to contact.

Poor Guy: "Yes"

What? I immediately came out of the room. Of course, he would say that you IDIOT he is drugged.

I am so dumb.

I will just wait for a few minutes and tell him he did not pick up the call. I walked for a while and I saw a mobile?... Well, I am confused. It is not the rich guy's phone I have seen it but it's the same brand. I took it. Hmm, it has a fingerprint password in it. How much it would cost...

I thought there is only one rich guy now there are two. Then why this rich guy is a poor guy... Rich guy, Poor guy weird I should call them by their names other than their social status. Okay, what was his name...uh...Goulen. He has money that is for sure but now Fenri also has an expensive mobile or else whose phone is it gonna be? Goulen is gone. I don't think he will pick up our call...

Now do I have to share the money I get from selling this phone? No, let's first see how much I get. I should tell him now. I put the phone in my pocket.

I came into the room. He seems like getting over the effect. Did that painting was there before?

"Sir. There was no reply from the call."

Poor Guy: "What?"

Why are asking like that?

Poor Guy: "First can you tell me where did you get the number?"

What? "Oh from the data book you entered before Sir."

Poor Guy: "Show me."

My judgemental ass still thinks he is a poor guy messed up by a rich guy for money. GOD, I am so stupid.

I guided him to the reception. Well...everyone is there.

I took the book and showed it to him. All of them are staring at me with a confused look. I will explain them later, except for the phone part. I have to wait did I put his phone on silent mode right?

Did I? Shit! I'm dead. Please no one call him.

Poor Guy: "So he didnt attend the call?"

If I am not clear he might suspect me.

"No Sir, we couldn't able to connect to Mr.Goulen's call."

Poor Guy: "Okay." Well, he didn't ask for his phone...Yet.

I went to the bathroom and I checked the phone and it is on silent mode. I sighed. Okay, now I will tell them some stuff and get out of here.

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I went outside. It is better to sell this phone as soon as possible but first I need to see how much is it actually worth. hmmm...I just looked around. Yes, Internet cafe. I will see you there. I went into one. Damn, the price is increasing day by day. It will almost cause me a month's salary just to surf the internet for five hours.

I went into one computer and typed in the brand and model. I am feeling surprisingly happy as if I am opening my birthday gift from when I was a kid. It is buffering...Honestly, It has to be the most expensive thing that I have found. It is going to hit 100%. YES! Now what is- OH GOD heh I am rich motherfockers! 58,000 Anc! "Damn!" I am going to buy the whole hotel I am working in.

All of them are looking at me. No, calm and don't ruin this opportunity. I ran through the streets and made sure no one followed me, It's not like I am a big celebrity but I become one now. Hehe. Let's go to the trusty old man and see what he will look like.

I reached his store. "Hello!"

Old man: "Ah you again."

The old man with his usual pricking manner.

Old man: "If it is not anything worth the-"

"Yeah Yeah, I have some jackpot care to listen," I told him making sure no one hears but still...

Old man: "Tell."

"Privately" No risks last thing I want is to lose the job.

Old man: "Nope."

"Oh come on Old man!"

I dragged him into his 'office' and I locked the door. Before he could say anything. I showed him the phone, "Look, I have found this phone and there will no problem as that guy is drugged I will manage with some shit and also I know this expensive you don't need gi-."

Old man: "OI oI oi hold on. First give that and wait outside"

He snatched the phone and made me stand outside. I was waiting.

It is not like there is another exit to that room. Nope. He won't steal from me he helped up streets. He won't right?...

After a few minutes of waiting, I just have to go in. No, wait.

wait,

wait.

A hand grabbed me inside.

Old man: "Oh Quinceton, you hit some jackpot!"

The old man has a Shocked face that I haven't seen him like that in years.

"Yeah!" He won't betray.