seven hundred and twenty-six
restaurant.
Xie Dingyuan: "do you want any more?"
Jiang Fuyue put down her fork and ate tiramisu as a dessert after dinner.
Hearing the speech, she shook her head: "enough."
"Let's go."
"I'll go to the bathroom."
Xie Dingyuan nodded and took her coat. "I'll check out first and wait for you outside."
"OK."
Reception.
Waiter: "your total consumption..."
Xie Dingyuan handed the card.
"Please sign your name."
After paying the bill, he pushed the door out. Just then someone came in and they passed by.
Xie Dingyuan stared straight ahead.
Suddenly, he had a meal under his feet.
"What's the matter, Mr. Lou?" the person in charge clicked and wiped his sweat tremblingly.
Lou Mingshen looked back and saw the revolving door of the restaurant moving, but he didn't see the figure.
"Nothing." he looked back and went on.
The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed: "President Wei contacted me again and has been arguing to see you. This..."
Jiang Fuyue came out of the bathroom, walked through the hall and went straight out.
On the way through a table, the waiter is respectfully taking back the menu, "OK, please wait a moment."
Then he turned and left.
Lou Mingshen threw away the toilet paper. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a tall and slender figure leaving from the revolving door. He didn't care. He just looked at the person in charge opposite and understated: "I'm not free tomorrow. I won't see you."
The person in charge was immediately one and the first two.
My heart shouted: my God! Who will take this ancestor!
……
Xie Dingyuan heard footsteps and turned back. It was really her.
"Put on your clothes and don't catch cold." he said, shaking away his coat and lifting it.
Jiang Fuyue stretched out her hand with his movements.
The man put it on for her and tied the buttons himself.
"Thank you."
They strolled along the garden. Jiang Fuyue looked at the retro corridor with lanterns in front and said on a whim, "go and have a look?"
"OK."
Walking through the garden and onto the corridor, a faint fragrance of sandalwood came.
Jiang Fuyue raised her hand and touched one side of the corridor column, "red sandalwood?"
No wonder it smells so good.
It's just that such a large corridor and dozens of columns are made of red sandalwood. I'm really willing to pay for it.
"Do you want to go in?" asked the staff guarding the outside.
Xie Dingyuan nodded.
Jiang Fuyue: "what's inside?"
"An exhibition hall that introduces the history of the hotel, with tea rooms and coffee houses. Two performances are arranged every week. It happens to be available today. If you are free, you can go in and have a look."
"What show?"
"It's magic today. There's still half an hour to start."
"OK, thank you."
The staff handed them a mask. Xie Dingyuan was a lion and Jiang Fuyue was a fox.
It's a good match.
"Because it is a magic theme, in order to increase the sense of mystery and create a magic atmosphere, everyone is required to wear masks."
After Jiang Fuyue wore it, he stretched out his hand to adjust the angle for Xie Dingyuan.
"Is it right?" he asked.
"Very positive!" I almost forgot his damn obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Xie Dingyuan was satisfied and they walked in hand in hand.
On both sides of the corridor are huge display shelves with relevant business licenses and various honorary trophies of the hotel.
However, Jiang Fuyue found that the history of the hotel is not long, just 20 years. I don't know why she should learn from those century old stores to complete such an exhibition hall.
And it's not perfunctory, just a whole. From the perspective of layout and decoration, it obviously cost a lot of money.
There are commentators——
"... in fact, our laurel villa used to have a name called Yaotai mirror villa. The big boss thought the word" villa "was too westernized and not suitable for the overall style of our hotel, so he changed it to the current laurel villa. Laurel is elegant, the villa is classical and has just the right meaning."
Someone asked, "why is it called laurel? Is there any stress in it?"
Commentator: "because 'Yaotai mirror' and 'laurel' are the same meaning."
"Ah? What do you mean?"
"All refer to the moon."
"Oh, I see! No wonder those lanterns outside are either Chang'e running to the moon, or jade rabbits making medicine, and Wu Gang cutting GUI. Does your boss have any special complex about the moon? Ha ha..."
The man joked.
The commentator smiled and obviously encountered similar jokes: "I don't know. I have to ask the big boss. Next, let's look at this photo..."
A gate, a stone tablet, with words on it, what Park, because there was some reflection when shooting, the two words in front of the "Park" were not photographed, only a mass of white.
Commentator: "the predecessor of the hotel was actually a hot spring park. Because it was built on the mountain and was inaccessible, it was abandoned in the middle of the construction. Twenty years ago, it was set down by the boss and built the hotel. Only then did we have the laurel villa we see now."
Jiang Fuyue stopped in front of the photo, so the reflective word should be "hot spring".
Hot Spring Park
Glancing at the gate and stone tablet in the photo, this place... She seems to have seen it somewhere.
Suddenly, the picture of standing on the top of the mountain overlooking the hotel during the day flashed in my mind. That angle
Jiang Fuyue's eyes suddenly looked cold, and she remembered!
In those years, she, Lou Mingshen and Lou Mingxin came to the park and the top of the mountain!
At that time, looking down from the top of the mountain, it was the gate and stone tablet in this photo.
Laurel villa
A sneer appeared on the lips of Jiang Fuyue.
At this time, the commentator has brought everyone to the only showcase in the hall.
Through the glass cabinet, you can clearly see the things placed inside.
An inscription and a group photo.
The inscription reads: beautiful scenery on a beautiful day, pleasing to the eyes.
There is no name or seal in the lower right corner. There is only one time - Summer 2027.
The group photo is taken with a film camera, which is a little old and faded.