Nanjing Ming Palace Hotel

Because the hotel I used to stay in was fully booked for this business trip, I stayed at the Ming Forbidden City Hotel not far away. Everything went smoothly when checking in, the staff was polite and attentive. But there was a story when I left the store. For some reason, the car to pick me up didn't arrive until 1 p.m., so I asked the receptionist if I could extend my check-out time to 1 p.m. At the beginning, I was firmly refused by the waiter. After I repeatedly explained the reason, the waiter said that she could help me store my luggage. I casually asked her, can you store my luggage? The front desk clerk couldn't help laughing when he asked. If I were not checked in, I would have to spend an hour in the lobby. After my sincere pleading, the waiter finally said that she would report it to the manager, so I asked her to report it to the manager. The manager is a good comrade, and the waiter informed me after a while that the manager agreed. Just when I was rejoicing, the phone rang in the room. The female voice asked me when I would check out. I said one o'clock in the afternoon. The female voice then asked sternly, did the front desk agree? I asked the female voice who she was and she said it was the cleaning lady. I said dumbfounded, please ask the front desk. This was the third time this morning that this waiter asked me when I would check out. Looking back, the Ming Forbidden City does have a story.