Chapter 707： Longlin Hotel

As the car passed a stone bridge, an address sign appeared on the left front of the road.

"Longlin Tea Mountain."

Chen Jianhai murmured softly.

Since entering the tea mountain, the whole road has become flat and quiet in an instant. The winding and smooth mountain road is like a white snake lying on the green hills.

The top of Chashan Mountain is covered with dense clouds, which looks like the mist from the mouth of White Snake from a distance, mysterious and with a hint of secluded loneliness.

Chen Jianhai looked up through the car window, "Brother Cao, is your hotel in the mountains?"

Cao Zhenggang smiled, but did not speak.

The driver who drove the car took the words enthusiastically: "President Chen, this tea mountain also belongs to our hotel."

Huh? ! !

Chen Jianhai was shocked.

He looked at the tea mountain with wide eyes again, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and it took him a long time to click his tongue:

"Brother Cao, you said that I am generous. I think you are a real person who doesn't show your face. I didn't expect the whole tea mountain to be owned by you!!"

This tea mountain is about 8-10 kilometers away from the city center, and there are not many supporting buildings around it. To build a hotel on the mountain, the transportation of materials alone is beyond the imagination of ordinary financial resources.

Moreover, the scenery and vegetation of the entire tea mountain have been carefully maintained, requiring a lot of manpower and design.

Cao Zhenggang is awesome!

Here Chen Jianhai was sighing with emotion, Cao Zhenggang smiled and said:

"Compared with President Chen, my hotel is nothing but nothing, nothing special."

Chen Jianhai looked at Cao Zhenggang with some puzzlement.

Cao Zhenggang: "It's nothing unusual to build a hotel on land. Boss Chen, building a hotel on a small island in the sea is really powerful."

At this moment, Chen Jianhai was extremely grateful for his many years of schooling and business career, which gave him the calmness and humility of Mount Tai before his eyes without chaos. When he heard Cao Zhenggang's words, Chen Jianhai was still able to say without blushing :

"Same, same."

Cao Zhenggang took a careful look at Chen Jianhai, and a trace of surprise flashed in his pupils.

It wasn't a big deal for Chen Jianhai to build a star hotel on Little Vest Island, and it didn't deserve their attention.

However, after the construction of this hotel, the prosperity of the Little Vest Island Marathon and the fact that it has driven the tourism of the entire island are really attracting attention.

When everyone regarded the success of Little Vest Island as a case study, they realized that Chen Jianhai had built a hotel on such a barren and isolated island.

"Is it the same?" Cao Zhenggang asked back.

"Same." Chen Jianhai nodded firmly.

right! It's the same.

You build hotels by spending money, and I build hotels by points. We are all responsible people who are down-to-earth and hardworking to get rich!

While the two were communicating, the car drove to a platform halfway up the mountain, and slowly stopped in front of a huge antique building.

The pines and cypresses are stained by the clouds and mist in the mountains and the coldness of winter, standing quietly on the left and right sides of the corridor, looking to the left, a long bluestone corridor is laid out along the mountain, with red lanterns hanging on both sides , fluttering gently in the wind.

The hotel staff in exquisite staff uniforms warmly greeted them and took over the luggage of Chen Jianhai and Yi Na.

"This way please." Cao Zhenggang led Chen Jianhai across the bluestone corridor to the suite.

Unlike the huge oil paintings and luxurious and gorgeous porcelain ornaments hanging in the corridors of Lion Castle Hotel, the corridors of Longlin Hotel are full of subtle elegance.

Wooden carvings of landscapes, insects and birds and screen paintings are placed at the corner of the promenade. Milky white incense floats from various elegant incense vessels, mixed with the cold smell of tea mountains in winter, and it smells inexplicable sedation and sobriety.

I don't know if it's the bell inside the hotel, or something from the mountain, but every once in a while, there will be a simple and deep sound in the corridor.

The sound is mixed with the sound of water droplets, like the sound of a bowl, distant and peaceful.

Walking here, Chen Jianhai felt as if he was about to be saved in the next moment, and his body and soul would be consecrated directly, and he would live the same life as the heaven and the earth.

Towering green hills and carefree clouds.

"It will be more appropriate if there is a master preaching and preaching." Chen Jianhai couldn't help but said.

Cao Zhenggang: "Yes."

Chen Jianhai:? ? ?

Cao Zhenggang pointed to a looming small pagoda standing independently outside the hotel in front of him: "Master Gong Jing will give lectures here on the 15th of every month."

"It's very close to Fahui Temple, and the hotel can also hear the sound of bells ringing in the temple."

While the two were talking, Chen Jianhai saw the door of a guest room open, and a woman walked out from it.

The woman looked to be only 28 or 29 years old, dressed in plain clothes, with black hair hanging behind her back, and a soft jade bracelet on her wrist.

Although her dress is very simple and low-key, but judging from the style of the material, as well as the texture of the woman's body and skin, one can definitely tell that the other party is not bad.

Maybe the hotel picks people, or the people choose the hotel.

Chen Jianhai saw almost all girls in bikinis, beach skirts and hot shorts at the Long Air Hotel, and at the Lion Castle Hotel they were all curious, exciting and playful guests and Cao Zhenggang The Longlin Hotel seems to have such a hermit tone, and even the guests who stay there seem to be able to consecrate Chen Jianhai.

Chen Jianhai asked himself, if such guests came to his hotel, his hotel might not be able to hold down such guests.

Chen Jianhai never felt that there was any distinction between high and low hotels, but when he walked in Cao Zhenggang's hotel today, he was really shocked by this kind of background.

"President Cao, ordinary people can't live in your hotel."

Cao Zhenggang: "Don't dare to say that. We run a hotel for reception services. Visitors are customers, regardless of seniority."

With that said, Cao Zhenggang walked to the door of the guest room, first rang the doorbell, then took out his room card to open the door, and said:

"Chairman Chen, here is the guest room for you, please come in."

(end of this chapter)

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