My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now!

Chapter 1400 Bet

When Manager Lincoln saw Jordan drinking contentedly, he immediately scolded him angrily, "You idiot, can't you even tell the numbers? I told you to go to Room 20002, not Room 20001! Don't you know that the guests in Room 20002 are getting impatient!"

After scolding Jordan, Manager Lincoln looked at Sam with a smile and said respectfully, "Honorable guest, this is a new server that entered the wrong room and served the wrong person. However, don't worry, this is our mistake. I won't charge you. I promise not to leak your personal privacy. Hehe. After all, it's not an exception for male guests to request for male hosts in our hotel.

Hehe."

Sam was embarrassed. "Manager, what nonsense are you talking about? This is my big brother! Who do you think he is! Are you insulting us?"

Manager Lincoln was stunned. "What? What do you mean big brother?"

At that moment, Jordan stood up slowly and looked at Lincoln from above. "Are you the manager of this hotel? I've never seen you before. What do you mean by speaking such nonsense the moment you came in?"

Lincoln was stunned on the spot. "You haven't seen me? I think you're the one who's spouting nonsense! I just helped you get your ID and purple gold card. You just found me and applied to be a special host in our hotel. How can this be fake?!"

Jordan put his hands behind his back like a cultivator, "Bastard! Why would I need to apply for a host position

here? I had an ID and a purple-gold card a hundred years ago. What ridiculousness are you talking about?!"

Sam also stood on Jordan's side and said, "Manager, are you mistaken?"

Manager Lincoln stomped his feet anxiously and shouted, "1 can't be wrong! It's this bastard who doesn't want to admit it!"

Sam said seriously, "Manager, I advise you to be more respectful to my big brother! I might as well tell you that my big brother is not an ordinary person. He's a scholar-level cultivator! If you continue to speak rudely like this, be careful not to lose your life!"

However, when he heard this, not only was Manager Lincoln not afraid, he even laughed out loud. "Hahahaha, what did you say? You said that this poor kid from an alien planet is a cultivator? And he's even a scholar? Hahahaha, this is really the funniest joke I've heard in the past hundred years!"

Manager Lincoln had just accepted Jordan's application and applied for a purple-gold card and ID for him. He knew very well that Jordan was a newbie who had just arrived on Celestial King Planet.

This loser had not even started cultivating and did not even have money to go to school. How could he be a cultivator?

Lincoln was very certain about this.

Sam was also very serious. "What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth!"

Jordan extended his hand and said, "Sam, you don't have to explain to such an ignorant person. Manager, since

you think I'm not a cultivator, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

Jordan felt that 80,000 purple coins was not enough. Since Manager Lincoln was looking for trouble, he might as well earn some money through him.

When Manager Lincoln heard this, he replied arrogantly, "Alright, what do you want to bet?"

Jordan thought about it and walked to the window. He opened it and looked down. Then, he said, "Let's bet if I'll die if I jump down from here."

Manager Lincoln smiled and said, "This is the 200th floor. You're just an ordinary person. If you jump down from here, nothing will catch you. Without any technological means, you'll definitely fall to your death!"

Jordan smiled and said, "Alright, let's bet if I'll fall to my death. If I can jump back and come back safe and sound, I want you to give me 200,000 purple gold coins’"

Two hundred thousand!

Manager Lincoln couldn't help but gasp.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he was not worried that he would lose.

Manager Lincoln agreed immediately. "Okay! You can jump. If you don't die, I'll give you 200,000 coins!"

Jordan thought about it and listened to him. He felt that this guy was a scoundrel who would go back on his word when the time came. Therefore, he said, "I'm a cultivator. I disdain to kill you with my strength after you insulted me like that just now. However, if I prove myself, I want you to resign. Also, find a few more people to witness this. I'm afraid you'll go back on your word

later."

Manager Lincoln laughed loudly. "Hahahaha, you want me to lose my job? Brat, you're so arrogant! Alright, since you want more people to witness your death, I'll invite all the guests on this floor over.

It's also a good opportunity for them to know that you courted death and fell to your death. Your death will have nothing to do with our hotel!"

With that, Manager Lincoln left the room angrily and walked straight to Room 20002 next door. He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the room.

Manager Lincoln said gently, "Honored guest, I am the manager of the hotel, Lincoln."

The woman in the room asked, "Oh, is that handsome guy from Mars coming yet?"

Manager Lincoln said, "I'm afraid he won't be able to come. That kid insists on saying that he's a cultivator. He even wants to jump down from Room 20001's window."

The woman in the room was surprised. "Oh? Is he really a cultivator?"

Manager Lincoln said, "Of course not. He just got his ID and purple-gold card from me. He's clearly a newbie who just arrived on Celestial King Planet. How can he have the money to cultivate? I came this time to invite you to the next room to witness how this boastful kid courts death."

The woman paused and said, "Forget it. I'm not interested in watching others die."

Manager Lincoln thought about it. This female customer liked Jordan very much and even spent a lot of money on him. She would definitely not want to see how Jordan died.

Hence, Manager Lincoln did not force her. "Alright, but you're close to the room next door. You should be able to see it from the window. Hehe, I won't disturb you anymore. After I'm done with this matter, I'll find you a new one."Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Immediately after, Lincoln knocked on the door of the other rooms. After everyone heard this, they were also very interested in this matter and came to Room 20001.

After Lincoln brought everyone in, he said, "Everyone, this pale kid is a new male host hired by our hotel. He's a lowly character who specializes in accompanying rich women! But now, he dares to spread rumors that he's a scholar-level cultivator and even threatened to jump down from the window on the 200th floor. I hereby declare that any accidents that occur after he jumps down have nothing to do with this hotel. It is entirely his own actions!

"Of course, if he can really survive and prove that he's a cultivator, I'll take the blame and resign. I'll also pay him 200,000 purple coins!"

When Lincoln said this, everyone became excited.

"Hahaha, alien kid, is the female customer you're serving too fat and ugly? Is that why you'd rather jump off a building than accept guests?"

"Don't be rash, man. You'll die if you jump."

No one believed that Jordan was a cultivator. After all,

this was the Lost Paradise Hotel. Cultivators would never come. Even if they did, they would try their best to hide their identities as cultivators and would not tell anyone.