Chapter 121 : The Hotel Is Open for One Month

I looked at Guzheng. Her face was red and her eyes were blurred. I didn't know how much she drank. But it seemed that I was still conscious. I frowned and asked, "Why are you drinking again?"

"Because I'm happy!" Guzheng said with a smile.

I curled my lips and asked, "What's so happy about?"

"Well, xiao liu has a boyfriend, is engaged, and is invited to dinner."

I couldn't help but think that the first time I saw Liu was on Guzheng's birthday. At that time, Guzheng said that Liu didn't have a boyfriend yet. Now, in less than half a year, the little girl was already engaged. It was really fast.

I sneered, "Then you don't have to be so happy that you drink too much. It's not like you have a boyfriend."

I was just joking. Who knew that Guzheng suddenly threw a tantrum at me after hearing it? She shouted at me, "Meng Xingyun, you're shameless!"

I was stunned by Guzheng's sudden scolding. I was a little innocent, but in my heart, I felt that I owed Guzheng a lot, so if she wanted to scold me, let her scold me.

Seeing that I was silent, Guzheng suddenly stood up and continued, "Don't you know why I don't have a boyfriend? Also, I don't drink too much because I'm happy. I'm unhappy. I feel bad!"

I let out a long sigh, but I didn't know how to comfort Guzheng.

Guzheng looked at me with a sharp, knife-like gaze, wishing he could kill me. I was even more afraid to face her, standing there with a guilty face like a man.

Guzheng didn't scold me again. Then, as if she had lost all her strength, she collapsed on the sofa. I panicked and wanted to help her, but Guzheng was already sitting on the sofa. She looked at me again and asked after a long time, "You and Ding Ge are back together, right?"

I couldn't help but frown. Although I had this idea, we haven't gotten back together yet. I said honestly, "No."

"No, really?" Guzheng looked at me incredulously.

I don't know why she thought Ding Ge and I were back together, but before I could say anything, she said, "You still want to have two feet on each other, don't you? They secretly got back together with Ding Ge. This side is enjoying my Guzheng's silent pursuit and satisfying your vanity. Meng Xingyun, you're really good."

Guzheng's words set me on fire. I hated what Guzheng said just now. From the beginning to the end, I loved Ding Ge, and there was no such thing as a playboy.

What about you, Guzheng? Don't you know what's going on with us? I tried everything I could to get you to back off, but you were so stubborn. I wanted to stay away from you, but you wanted to get close to me. What could I do?

As for enjoying your pursuit and satisfying my vanity, so far I have told her nothing but under Lin Ya's coercion. Am I Meng Xingyun such a vain person?

But, for the sake of Guzheng being drunk, I let her go. I took a breath and replied, "I don't know where you heard that, but I really didn't get back together with Ding Ge."

"No... Yes?" Guzheng looked at me suspiciously or incredulously.

I nodded and sat wearily on the sofa.

Guzheng bit her lip. After a while, she said softly, "Xing Yun, if you get back together with Ding Ge, you have to tell me immediately, okay?"

I glanced at Guzheng, not understanding why she said that.

Guzheng explained, "Because you're single now, I can chase you without fear. But if you really have a girlfriend, even if she's not Ding Ge, then what am I? A mistress who destroys other people's feelings?"

I was heartbroken by what Guzheng said. How could a good girl like her have anything to do with a word like' third'?

But I didn't say anything. I wanted to end the conversation quickly, so I asked, "By the way, Hu Zi said you were looking for me on the phone. Why are you looking for me?"

"What do you think?" Guzheng looked at me angrily.

I had a question mark on my face and said sincerely, "I don't know."

Guzheng snorted and said, "I've been doing so much for your restaurant and I've been waiting for you to thank me. I have done so much without any regrets. Even if I can't make you fall in love with me, I can at least be a little touched. Is your heart made of stone? Who knew, after so many days, I didn't even get a hair."

"Didn't you say there's no need to be so polite when friends help each other?" I joked.

"Meng Xingyun!"

Guzheng threw a big pillow at me angrily.

Guzheng's strength seemed to have increased after he got drunk, but I still easily took over the huge hidden weapon. Then I smiled and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I've always remembered your help. It's just that you've been working so hard these days because of the restaurant. You've been looking for me before you even started. It makes me look like I'm nothing."

Guzheng couldn't help but laugh, then gritted his teeth and said, "You're not a thing!"

I raised my eyebrows and didn't care what Guzheng said.

But even so, I feel a little guilty. In fact, it's better to be biased. If you find ding ge free to watch a movie, you can thank Guzheng and then you won't be free?

I thought about it and said to Guzheng in a sincere tone, "Although I can't repay the kindness of every drop of water, you can rest assured. In the future, if there is a place that can be used to call me Meng Xingyun, just say it."

"Really?" Guzheng's lips curled up slightly and smiled at me.

"Yes."

"Go, get me a glass of water."

Guzheng was drunk and dizzy. After I poured her water and chatted with her, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, so I helped her back to her room.

After taking off her shoes and covering the quilt, I left.

However, Guzheng was happy, but my heart became very complicated.

It felt like they were in a whirlpool, spinning and turning, from ding ge to Guzheng, from Guzheng to Ding Ge. I smiled bitterly. I never thought that a girl who had gone on a blind date with me would become one of the few women in my life who had met.

I thought about what Guzheng said to me today and took another deep breath. Now it seems that not only for Ding Ge, but also for me and Guzheng, I should have taken that crucial step earlier.

In this way, my one-year appointment with Guzheng would end early.

We don't need to be trapped in this kind of torture, we can all get out of it sooner.

When I got back, I couldn't help but think of today's beautiful day with Ding Ge and the terrible ending.

It looks like Ding Ge won't be coming home.

And that movie we agreed on, I think we should play it first. After all, if I were really with Ding Ge, there would be more opportunities in the future.

That night, I had a dream. I dreamed of Guzheng.

Speaking of which, this should be the first time I've dreamt of her since we met, so I know that, whether I admit it or not, Guzheng has left an important mark in my life, even though it has nothing to do with love.

Not only was Guzheng in the dream, but also Ding Ge.

Ding Ge was crying all the time, crying all the time. When I saw her crying, I felt a sharp pain in my body. Guzheng looked at Ding Ge with a grim smile, and I knew that Ding Ge had misunderstood Guzheng and me, but I wanted to explain it clearly, but I couldn't explain it no matter what.

I was so anxious that I broke out in sweat, but that feeling of powerlessness was like a ghost bed, making me completely helpless.

...

Time passed, and a week later, the restaurant officially opened for a full month.

In this month, we have been in the same mood as his mother on the roller coaster from the business boom to the cold to the warm.

I solemnly treated Guzheng to a meal and personally cooked. During this period of time, I spent more time in the kitchen than in the past year. Naturally, I stole a lot from Jiang Yan. Now, when I'm busy, I make almost all the cold dishes and occasionally cook hot dishes for a few people in our restaurant.

But I didn't ask Guzheng to help me write any more articles. Instead, I took care of it myself. It could be said that I was managing the hotel's public number alone, but after a period of frenzy, it gradually went smoothly.

But this job is really bad. It's better to serve dishes in a restaurant. It consumes brain cells and obviously doesn't have enough brain capacity.

Fortunately, we don't rely on it to make money. After all, this is only a marketing channel. For our hotel, it is not the most important thing. It is like an advertisement has been made. What everyone wants to see is the content. The key to fame is to maintain the standard of the restaurant itself.

We are a restaurant, what we need is word of mouth, is a repeat customer, is to cultivate customer loyalty and habits. Unlike some movies or real estate, where you swindled a sum of money and then disappeared like a stone in a river.

That night, after closing the door, Hu Zi and Old Gao and I started our first share of money.

That feeling was quite exciting.

Hu Zi came over with a calculator and a pile of messy bills. Everyone's wages had been settled, and then the rent and all the serious and messy expenses of the restaurant were taken out. He reserved the funds for the operation of the hotel next month, and the rest was the money that the three of us should split.

Hu Zi tidied up the bill, Old Gao read it, and I clicked on the calculator.

We first calculated the hotel's total turnover for the first month. When I showed Hu Zi and Old Gao the numbers on the calculator, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Not bad!" Hu Zi's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Old Gao smiled and nodded.

The three of them smiled slightly, and a sense of relief finally appeared on their faces.

It can be said that we opened this restaurant after emptying all our belongings, which is equivalent to a risk that we have to burn our bridges, so we can't fail!

If we fail, we really have nothing!

So, the number that made us very satisfied, seeing it, our mood was really complicated. Because it's not as simple as a number, it contains too much.

It contains a lot of our hardships and tiredness day and night, including our efforts and hard work, including countless of our efforts and sweat, including too much...