Lu Sangjiu thought, 'Finally, my patience has paid off. Here comes my little fat sheep, Zhou Yun.'
But she didn't speak up right away, choosing instead to continue watching the show.
Meanwhile, Manager Hu was in a tough spot with Zhou Yun. With a pained expression, he said, "Lady, I truly have no spare rooms. I can't just kick out other guests, can I?"
"How about..." Manager Hu glanced surreptitiously at Lu Sangjiu and her companion, hinting, "Why don't you try asking the other guests yourself? See if anyone is willing to give up their room?"
Manager Hu was a shrewd man. He didn't want to offend Lu Sangjiu's group, nor did he want to offend Zhou Yun.
So he offered Zhou Yun a solution without specifically pointing out Lu Sangjiu.
In any case, he had put the offer on the table. If Lu Sangjiu's party was interested, they would surely take the bait.
Zhou Yun heard Manager Hu's suggestion and thought it was a viable plan. After all, she wasn't short on money.
