Thinking this in his heart, Zhou Yingting came to the door and opened it.
Seeing Zhou Yingting open the door, the gloom on the service attendant's face standing at the door instantly turned to sunshine.
"Mr. Zhou."
The attendant looked at Zhou Yingting, bowed immediately, and called out.
Zhou Yingting nodded, "Come in and clean up."
The attendant was so persistent that Zhou Yingting had no choice but to open the door and let him in to clean up.
Upon hearing Zhou Yingting's words, the service attendant immediately smiled, then merrily walked into the room.
As Zhou Yingting watched from the side, he noticed that instead of cleaning the room right away, the attendant's eyes kept scanning around.
After the attendant's eyes swept the room, he seemed surprised that he didn't find what he was looking for.
Zhou Yingting observed clearly from the side, confirming that the attendant was indeed looking for food.
Judging by his demeanor, it seemed he had some kind of special ability.
