Louise pushed the crowd away anxiously, but there were too many people.
As soon as she squeezed, everyone moved and stepped directly on the mobile phone.
Her cell phone had just been broken in the morning.
What she was taking now was borrowed from someone else. If she broke it, she would have to pay for it.
"Why am I so unlucky?"
Perhaps it was a kind of obsession that made her more anxious to find the mobile phone.
She tried her best to push the crowd, trying to find her cell phone in the crowd that had been stabbed like ice sticks.
The lights at night were a little dark, and there was a patch of darkness in the crowd.
"Don't push, don't push!" There were people who kept squeezing in from behind.
If it weren't for the fact that it was so crowded, her phone wouldn't have flown away like this.
The depression that had been suppressed in Louise's chest could no longer be suppressed and turned into anger.
She really wanted to get rid of the people who had been squeezing inside.
But she was afraid that she would be flattened before she could find her phone.
Louise looked at the people who had been squeezing inside. She said to the two security guards beside her, "Help me close the door no matter what."
The security guard looked at the crowded door helplessly.
It was not that they didn't want to close the door just now, but the people outside were squeezing together and blocking the door with their hands and feet. They couldn't close the door at all.
It was not that he didn't want to close the door.
"Don't squeeze anymore. The evening party has already begun, and there is no place left inside. Please come back later. If you squeeze in again, I will report it to the superiors and expel you." Louise's cold voice was a little dignified.
Some of the employees of Marriott International in front hesitated.
They had never signed up for the evening party, but now they were disturbing the venue.
At that time, it was not impossible for the company to fire them.
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