I Have a Seaside Five-star Hotel

The man's name is Cao Ran.

is a cultural scholar,

He is currently a professor in the Department of Literature at the Drama Academy of Chunyang Province.

The woman's name is Xing Yue, and she is a TV screenwriter.

The love of two people can be said to be a combination of typical literary and artistic youth.

Although their work occupations are completely unrelated to the hotel industry,

But for a hotel,

In addition to basic settings, hardware support and decoration,

The comfort, cultural atmosphere and sense of service and living of the hotel itself is also an extremely important part.

If we say that hardware evaluation is the first level of hotel evaluation.

Then they are the more stringent second level!

...

Open the door of the room,

Go through the hallway.

Cao Ran was deeply attracted by the desk beside the floor-to-ceiling window at first sight!

It was the time when the sun was about to set,

The sky is a gradient of powder blue,

The golden light spreads into the house through the white gauze curtain and falls on the light wood-colored desk.

Quiet and nice.

An inexplicable sense of loneliness pervades the passage of time.

Cao Ran stared blankly at the beauty in front of him,

There seemed to be some kind of emotion growing in his eyes.

He put down the box in his hand,

Walk slowly to the desk,

The finger lightly pressed the switch of the small table lamp,

Just hear a "click\

,"A small beam of soft light, emanating from the beautiful wall of the small table lamp, evenly sprinkled on the table,

The light and the sunlight outside the window are far away,

It is bright and quiet against the small desk.

Cao Ran stretched out his hand and waved under the beam of light in the air,

Transparent light poured out of the fingers, casting different shadow shapes on the table.

look, look,

Suddenly he slapped his thigh!

"I'm inspired!"

"I finally know how I should write that paragraph!"

Cao Ran seemed to have seen the candy child, he turned around and ran to Xingyue's side,

Without further ado, holding up Xingyue's face is a savage kiss,

In Xingyue's dazed expression,

Cao Ran kicked,

He threw the suitcase on the ground, took out his laptop, and ran to the table,

Facing the sea, he played briskly on the keyboard with both hands.

at this moment,

Flowing thoughts and inspirations flow out continuously with the emotions deep inside.

The sound of the keyboard seems to be a girl dancing with the beat of the drums, full of fresh and agile breath.

All the confusion and lag before all spread out,

Some are just endless desire to talk.

towards the sea,

towards the sky,

Express yourself to your heart's content.

...

"Usually it takes three or four hours in front of the computer to get 2,000 words out."

"If you don't force people who can't write anything the day before the manuscript is submitted, how come the status is so fast today!?"

Seeing her husband who was excited to create, Xingyue was a little confused.

"But the house is very well furnished,"

"I feel good when I come in."

But looking down at the two heavy suitcases,

Xing Yue sighed helplessly.

well!

It seems that it is impossible to let this ancestor do some work and pack the suitcase.

It can only be done by diligent yourself!

...

Just when Xingyue bent over to pack her suitcase in the room,

Long Air Hotel.

The doorman and the doorman stood at the door of the hotel.

Looking at the flow of people coming and going in front of the door, they are betting on each other.

"Guess the guy with the backpack looks like he's staying in a hotel?"

The door boy, the little skinny brother, pointed to a hot-headed hip-hop youth with a big luggage in front of him and asked.

The door boy, the fat brother, waved his hand: "Impossible, this person came to the beach to swim at first sight."

said,

Two pairs of eyes stared straight at the hot-headed hip-hop youth with the backpack in front of him.

Bet on whether the person is going left or right.

I saw the hip-hop youth looking down at the phone, grinning and sending messages while walking.

Just as he walked to the intersection of the beach and the hotel entrance,

I saw the hot-headed hip-hop youth turn around and walk towards the door of the hotel.

The door boy, the little skinny brother, suddenly showed a triumphant smile on his face, and said proudly:

"It's yours to pick up the plane tonight!"

The door boy, the fat brother, snorted coldly, and was about to open his mouth to refute, when he suddenly exclaimed "I'm going", and ran over to the front with his rippling belly.

The little brother was stunned,

I saw the hip-hop hot-headed young man who was walking with his mobile phone giggling just now, and fell to the ground in a daze.

Maybe it's because the moment I fell, I wasn't very awake.

The expression of the hip-hop hot-headed youth is still in a state of confusion,

The ankle of his left foot is twisted under the leg at a near right angle,

Seems like an instinctive reaction,

It seems to be out of a deep love for mobile phone screens,

Even in the tragic circumstances of this fall,

The arm of the hip-hop hot-headed youth is still holding the mobile phone in the air, protecting the precious mobile phone from being hurt in the slightest.

"Sir, how are you feeling? Can you move?!"

The door boy, the fat brother, asked anxiously.

The hip-hop hot-headed youth shook his head diligently, saying that he could not move.

"You watch here, I'll go get the wheelchair."

After speaking, the doorman, the little skinny brother, quickly ran back to the hotel and pushed a wheelchair out in less than a minute.

The two of them worked together to help the hip-hop hot-headed young man from the ground and onto the wheelchair.

"Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel? Or where are you going?"

"How can we help you?"

The door boy, the fat brother, asked with concern.

The expression of the hip-hop hot-headed youth was very embarrassing. He shrank his face behind the two people, for fear of being seen by pedestrians on the street.

"I booked a hotel room online and I'm here to stay."

...

Next,

The hip-hop hot-headed youth spent the most dreamy ten minutes of his life.

It took only 10 minutes from when he was pushed into the hotel lobby, to when he watched helplessly as the hotel staff helped him check in alone, and finally to when the hotel staff pushed him into the room and applied an ice pack.

And in these ten minutes.

He was a dignified 1.89-meter strong man, and was taken care of like a baby.

Even the shoes and socks are the hotel staff squatting on the ground, helping him take off, and then applying ice packs.

Ashamed, ashamed, powerless, moved, wanted to cry...

Various complex emotions surged in his heart.

When the service employee sprayed Yunbei Jiuzhi spray on his feet,

The hotel staff said softly:

"Sir, this is the spray the hotel provides you for free."

"If you have any other needs, please feel free to call the front desk."

"I wish you a pleasant stay."

The hip-hop hot-headed young man was taken care of and his face was flushed, and he thanked the service staff again and again.

"OK, thanks."

"It's hard work, hard work, hard work."

"I'm so sorry to cause you trouble."

I don't know how many "thanks" I said.

Finally, after the employee gently closed the door,

The hip-hop hot-headed youth sat blankly in the room,

I looked at my swollen ankles and ice cubes,

Then a helpless cry of "ah" came out.

It's a dog day!

I didn't expect that the evaluation would test itself on my head!

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