After last night's guests dispersed, the undersea Resort Hotel became more and more quiet. It is a modern building that has just been built, but it exudes a strong historical flavor. The glass painting inlaid in the corridor, I wonder if it is the reason why the craftsman deliberately made the old. The light flickers in the light, and there is no brand-new luster.
Seeing Tang Qing staring at the painting in a daze, Xiao Fengting asked with a chuckle, "do you think it's very broken?"
Tang Qing raised his head and looked at him: "it's not broken, it's strange."
"You don't feel strange." Xiao Fengting explained to her behind her, "all the glass and stones in the whole hall were moved from England. We demolished a church 200 years ago and took the whole church under the sea by plane. "
Such a move, let Tang Qing slightly some tongue.
Xiao Fengting looked up at the colorful paintings and murals full of history, and said to the Tang Dynasty, "sometimes, only when we do our best can we sell money. For the rich, the undersea hotel is not new. Dubai's Arabian Gulf, where they have long been famous, can spend a little money to stay for a night. What Xin Jin wants to do is to make a different style from those undersea hotels. The hotel will open in a month. The membership system costs 10 million yuan. Not everyone can come in with a little money. It's up to Xinjin's staff to audit them. "
when Tang heard about the membership fee of 10 million, he was speechless. When he heard that there was still no way to enter, he could not help saying," is there anyone else who wants to come in so much trouble? " If it was her, she would rather put those money in other places, and would be lazy to come to such a troublesome hotel.
Hearing this, Xiao Fengting couldn't help but bow his head and smile. He went to her, put his finger in front of Tang Qing, and suddenly flicked her forehead.
"You don't understand, little fool. Rich people are boring." He explained to her, "the higher the gate, the more people want to come in. This is human nature, and the rich are no exception."
Tang Qing's consciousness has not reached his level, she pursed her lips, "I am poor anyway."
They are not in the same line with black hearted businessmen like them.
Xiao Fengting chuckled and rubbed her hair: "you don't have money. I can do it if I have money. I can support you. "
To a woman, "I can support you," is a very sweet commitment of an ordinary man to his beloved.
For a man like Xiao Fengting, raising a Tang Qing may not be as expensive as a pair of murals here.
Tang Qing said, "I don't want you to raise it."
Xiao Fengting carelessly said: "then you come to raise me."
"I can't afford you."
He pauses, smiles and winks at her: "I'm cheap. If you give me a hundred yuan, you can buy me, and then I'll make you a horse and a cow. How about that? "
Tang Qing said, "not a hundred yuan."
Xiao Fengting said with a smile: "so stingy?"
He kept laughing, which made Tang Qing angry. She glared at him and turned her wheelchair away.
Before the guests have completely dispersed, they will meet a few women and men in casual clothes in the corridor, standing in front of the murals to enjoy or talk in a low voice.