Chapter 482 I Don't Believe in Evil

Yan Rusheng frowned and looked at him in confusion, "How is it possible that I can't find it?"

While he was talking, he had already arrived at the trash can diagonally opposite the door of room 204.

The lid on the trash can was lifted, and he lowered his eyes. The garbage inside was clearly visible, including a snack bag and a few crumpled tissues.

He turned around and asked Qiao Jian, "Where are the other trash cans? Have you found them all?"

"I've found them all," Qiao Jian replied tremblingly, "And Master Lu said that the young lady threw the chocolate into this trash can at that time."

Hearing this, Yan Rusheng narrowed his eyes suspiciously, thought for a moment, and said, "I asked the hotel if the garbage bags were changed during this time."

"Okay." Qiao Jian nodded and immediately called the hotel lobby manager.

He told the lobby manager about the situation on the way. The lobby manager walked up to Yan Rusheng and said to him respectfully: "Mr. Yan, our hotel stipulates that the trash cans should be cleaned three times a day, and once at nine o'clock in the evening."

Ten p.m? Yan Rusheng glanced at his watch.

Oops! It's already past ten o'clock, which means that the garbage bag has been changed after Xuxu chocolate was thrown into the trash can.

Thinking about it, he asked again: "Where is the garbage that was cleaned up?"

The lobby manager replied: "It has just been loaded onto the garbage truck and is ready to be sent out."

When Yan Rusheng heard this, he immediately said: "Immediately go through garbage bags one after another. You must find chocolate for me."

As he said that, he hurried towards the stairs. The garbage hadn't been sent out yet, so there was still a chance to find it.

The lobby manager did not dare to neglect, and nodded repeatedly behind Yan Rusheng, "Yes, we will do it immediately."

The hotel dispatched half of its cleaning staff to rummage through bags of garbage on the garbage truck. Every garbage bag was not missed and they were carefully rummaged through.

A day's worth of garbage in the entire hotel, in guest rooms, corridors, kitchens, halls, toilets...

Just imagine what a huge project it would be.

Dozens of people spent nearly half an hour rummaging through all the trash, but still no chocolate was found.

Yan Rusheng stood next to the garbage truck and looked at the mountains of garbage. He took out his hands from his pockets and said, "I don't believe in evil anymore."

He bent down and picked up a garbage bag, turned it over, and found nothing.

He threw it away and picked up another one.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

Qiao Jian was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. He took Yan Rusheng's hand and persuaded him, "President, what are you doing? Stop it."

The hotel's lobby manager and other department leaders followed suit and tried to persuade him.

"Mr. Yan, I have searched every bag of garbage carefully."

Just because he had searched carefully, Yan Rusheng was even more puzzled. He asked angrily: "Can chocolates thrown into the trash can still fly?"

The lobby manager shivered in fright, lowered his head, and did not dare to say a word.

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Unable to find the chocolate, Yan Rusheng held a lit cigarette in his hand, leaning on the sofa in the hotel room and smoking depressedly.

The young masters sitting next to him were relatively calm, and each of them had a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Yan Rusheng was halfway through smoking a cigarette and he crushed it out. Then he picked up another one and prepared to light it.

Lu Yinan reached out and grabbed his wrist, stopped him, and said with concern: "Yan San, smoking too much will hurt your health. If you can't find this chocolate, it's useless for you to smoke to relieve your worries. "