"Stella Wallace needs to see me." That was the lie I made up.
When I arrived at the parking lot of the Orchid Hotel that night, Oscar was already beaten up.
A few thuggish men, fat, with cigarettes in their mouths, started to laugh when they saw me, "Is this your back up? A woman?"
"Did you bring her here to spend the night with us to compensate for your mistake?" Another guy said even more vulgarly.
I walked up to Oscar, helping him up. This young man was beaten up so badly that I could barely recognize him. The situation was terrible.
"Irene, I'm working part-time as a valet here, and I accidentally scratched their car. I said I could pay, but they want me to pay ten thousand dollars... but I don't have that much money..." Oscar whispered to me about what happened.
"What car? Let me take a look." I asked.
Oscar pointed at a car not far away. Under the dim light, a small white car was parked there.
I couldn't help but frown. This car is worth just over twenty thousand dollars, and Oscar has to pay half of it for a scratch, what kind of logic is this?
"So, lady, have you figured out how to compensate us?"
"You're so skinny, and your chest isn't as big as mine, one night with me isn't enough!"
Hearing their vulgar words, Oscar actually stood up, pointing at them with his bloody hand and said, " Cut the filthy talk! Do you dare to kill me..”
I was a bit surprised, are college students so brave these days?
I thought he called me just to hide behind me and wait for me to solve the problem pitifully.
Oscar's courage obviously infuriated those fat guys, I stood in front of him, seriously said, "give me three minutes."
After that, I made a phone call.
This is the parking lot of the Orchid Hotel, Oscar is working part-time at the hotel, so it should be the responsibility of the hotel manager to solve the problem, but the hotel people did not show up.
"Oh, are you calling for backup? Lady, we're quite well-known in Rosemont, you can ask around, who doesn't know me? If you call ten people, I'll call a hundred, believe it or not?" The fat guy was smug, but I didn't care about him at all.
They're just scumbags. I hung up the phone and smiled.
Within three minutes, the general manager of the Orchid Hotel appeared in front of me, greeting me politely, "Ms. Finch, what brings you here?"
"My friend works part-time at your hotel and was beaten up by these guys. Do you know how to deal with it?" I asked calmly.
"What? Someone dares to bully Ms. Finch's friend?!" The general manager immediately turned to the fat guys, "It's you guys, right?"
The fat guys seemed a bit stunned. The Orchid Hotel is a five-star hotel, quite large in Rosemont, so they know they can't afford to mess with it.
Sometimes, power is so effective that even the most violent people have to bow to it.
Those arrogant fat guys, although they didn't know my real identity, under the deterrence of the hotel manager, they apologized to me respectfully and compensated for Oscar's medical expenses.
As they were about to leave dejectedly, I spoke up, "Wait a minute."
Then I turned to Oscar and said, "Go, slap each of them."
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