Female Novel
Chapter 381
"Is it that so serious?"
As soon as Crystal finished speaking, a few managers came out of the office in a hurry. They looked
anxious, walking quickly and talking in a foreign language.
Charles frowned and suddenly seemed to hear some bad news.
"They said that the three cars sent by the maintenance team last night were all out of contact."
They were talking in a minority language, Romansh, which only Charles could understand.
"Some of the passengers raged when they heard the news. They didn't believe the hotel at all and
were fighting for the remaining two cars in the garage."
Geoffrey put down the bread in his hand and leaned on his father. He looked up nervously. "Dad, shall
we go over and grab a car?"
"Then what should we do?"
Crystal was nervous too. Geoffrey and she looked at Chandler and the others anxiously. It is
understandable that ordinary people are more likely to panic in an emergency.
Christina glanced at Chandler and motioned to him to stay. "I'll go out with Charles to have a look."
On this trip, whenever they encountered bad weather, Chandler would take care of Crystal and
Geoffrey, as they were the weakest.
Christina and Charles walked side by side to the hotel's garage, where more than 20 strong people
from all over the world were shouting, and some even punched the hoods of the cars angrily.
"Ray, you know nothing but eating, drinking, and playing. You don't have the ability to take over this
hotel. I won't believe your bullshit. I want this car now. Who dares to argue with me?"
The bearded man yelled at the hotel manager. He grabbed the car key, opened the door, and pushed
his wife and daughter into the car. He wanted to sit in the driver's seat and leave.
"There are only two cars left. Who are you to take one? Get out of here!" The others were very
dissatisfied.
"One car can accommodate 8 people."
The bearded man was very irritable. He was starting the engine, honking the horn with his big hand
and warning, "You people are not qualified to sit with me. Get out of my way, or I'll hit you with my car."
Christina and the others stood by, watching and frowning. These people seemed to be crazy with
anxiety.
The fat manager tried to persuade them, "Since you all know that the maintenance team lost contact
with us last night, it's even more dangerous to go out now."
"Reinforcements at the foot of the mountain will arrive at 2:00 PM. As long as we wait for another 4
hours, we will be safe."
"Don't believe a word from them anymore. I overheard the loss of the maintenance team outside the
manager office. They have no intention of telling us about these. They are all unscrupulous profiteers."
"There are only two cars left. If you want to leave, leave now. Otherwise, the hotel staff will definitely
drive them away secretly."
They quarrelled again.
Charles walked over leisurely. Christina raised her eyebrows. She didn't know what he wanted to do.
Did he want to fight over the car as they did?
"Only 2/3 gasoline is left in these two cars. There must have been a lot of obstacles on the snowy road
last night. However, if you go the long way round, it's very likely that the car will stop halfway. Why don't
you take out the gasoline from one of the cars as a backup and drive another one down the mountain?"
Charles said and approached the furious crowd.
His Romansh was very standard. If it weren't for an Asian face, they would have thought he was a
local.
"In that case, there's only one car left!" Some refuted.
The atmosphere became even tenser, but they all knew that Charles's idea was more workable. It's
safer to drive a car with enough backup gasoline.
"If you want to leave, bring some instant food, water, and warm coats. The old and children would
rather not take the risk. It's better to bring a satellite phone to call for help in case of unexpected
circumstances."
Charles was sociable and had no difficulty communicating with them. After speaking, he turned to the
bearded man in the car. "It's urgent now. If you want to leave, draw a lot."
Charles just implied that he would not get involved in their plan to leave at all. He just came over to
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"Yes, that's right. Take out the gasoline from the other car as a backup. And prepare some food and
clothes to keep warm. There are 8 seats in each car. We can draw lots to decide. The hotel must give
us a satellite phone."
The bearded man was dragged down by several men, as they were all willing to draw lots.
Christina stood beside Charles. She didn't understand what these people were talking about, but she
could see them drawing lots. It seemed the fiercest bearded man didn't win, so he cursed angrily in
English. He probably meant that he had a lot of money. Whoever was willing to sell him seats, he would
write a check immediately.
However, no one paid attention to him.
Life is more important than money.
It was not snowy at the moment. The 8 people who won couldn't wait and drove away.
The remaining 10 people in the garage watched the car drive away with agitated expressions on their
faces. After cursing in all kinds of languages, they all left.
"I thought you were going to draw lots with them." Christina and Charles walked last, but they both
looked relatively calm.
Charles shrugged. "You can't stop these people from leaving. If you don't let them go, they will make
trouble. By then, no one in the hotel can have peace. I'd rather wait a few more hours."
Seeing his calm expression, Christina teased him, "Aren't you afraid that reinforcements will be delayed
again?"
"Are you afraid?"
Charles suddenly turned around and asked her seriously.
Christina was used to his lack of seriousness so that serious look made her a bit uncomfortable.
She looked ahead at a vast, white snow-capped mountain. The wind and snow had stopped, but the
sky was grey, and the heavy clouds over the horizon were gathering and surging.
It was as if an even bigger snowstorm was coming.
In a strange place, in this extremely cold weather, when the signal is interrupted, people will definitely
panic.
Christina looked back at Charles calmly. "I'm not afraid."