Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

While they were still talking, I felt very bored, so I walked to the big fish tank, looked at the lifelike man-made underwater world, and the slow-moving fish, and relaxed a little.

After Zhai Guang left, Han Bing came over and saw me staring at the fish, so he asked, "Do you like fish?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I don't really like it, but I think it's fun to swim around." Last time in the broadcasting room, I teased the two little fish in front of Han Bing and was coaxed by her Said it was a piranha.

"This is called a fortune fish, which is a symbol of auspicious fortune." Han Bing explained to me.

But I cast distrustful eyes at her, because last time she lied to me that the two fish in the radio room were piranhas. [

Han Bing did not explain, and said to the staff at the front desk: "Arrange someone to take us to the green bamboo room."

I followed Han Bing, and there was a welcome guide in front of me. After passing through the lobby, I saw a small garden full of tropical plants. There was a cobblestone path under my feet, and there was a man-made river beside it. The fish here are much bigger than those in the fish tank. They are all common species such as grass carp and carp. They must be for customers to see. They are all freshly killed and eaten, and they are absolutely guaranteed to be fresh.

There are birdcages hanging around in the yard, and there are some colorful and playful parrots inside. Seeing us coming, they made a lovely voice: "Welcome, welcome."

After walking a few steps forward, a parrot with white and yellow feathers said: "Sister Han Bing is so beautiful, Sister Han Bing is so beautiful."

I was still dumbfounded, Han Bing glared at it, and said: "Go." The parrot jumped up, fluttering its wings, and continued: "Sister Han Bing is so beautiful."

It seems that Han Bing is indeed a frequent visitor here, but I don't know if this parrot was taught to him by a special person, or he learned it after listening to too many people's praise of Han Bing.

There is a slightly raised platform next to it. There is a piano on it, which is scattered with flannelette. No one is playing it, and I don’t know if it is just a display.

But even so, the style of this hotel is always elegant, even I feel a little smug, no wonder Chen Zhipeng became hysterical for several days after eating once.