Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys
Chapter 277: Han Bing's Dinner
I straightened my back slightly, and felt that I also suddenly had a bit of aristocratic temperament.
After passing through the garden, you come to the dining area, a long corridor with private rooms one after another.I noticed that the names of these private rooms are not arranged according to the numbers used by other hotels, but are arranged with the names of plants and flowers, such as narcissus, peony, lily, iris and so on.
The welcome guest who was wearing a long skirt in front did not stop, but led us to the depths of the corridor.
I looked at the name on the door of the private room along the way, and felt more and more that the environment here is elegant and the packaging is not bad.If these are all designed by the boss, Zhai Guang, then he is really an elegant man.
But what is even more amazing is that on the beige wall between the private rooms and the private rooms, there are socialist posters that are common in the 80s, such as Mao Zedong, the reddest red sun in the hearts of the world's revolutionary people, and the invincible Long live Marxism-Leninism, Mao Zedong Thought, all reactionaries are paper tigers, the people of the world unite, defeat the US aggressors and all lackeys! [
It makes people feel quite funny, these paintings are completely incompatible with the overall layout of this hotel, but for some reason, posting them here has formed a subtle sense of harmony, which does not make people feel that there is nothing wrong with it.
It wasn't until the end of the corridor that the welcome guest stopped, turned around and said with a gentle smile, "Ms. Han Bing, the Green Bamboo Room is here."
Han Bing nodded: "You go to work first, when those people come, you call me."
Yingbin seemed to know who Han Bing was talking about, and after nodding his head, he left leisurely.
I looked up at the word "Green Bamboo" and felt that the name was really elegant. The door of the private room was also made of mahogany. When Han Bing pushed it open, the space inside was twice as large as other private rooms.
There are two large round tables in the private room, each of which can accommodate at least ten people. There is a rear-projection TV on the wall, two soft sofas next to it, a vertical air conditioner, a well-organized water dispenser, and its own bathroom. Whose living room is average.
When he came out of school, Han Bing was worried about the cold night, so he put on an extra coat. When he entered the private room, he felt a little stuffy, so he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.
After passing through the garden, you come to the dining area, a long corridor with private rooms one after another.I noticed that the names of these private rooms are not arranged according to the numbers used by other hotels, but are arranged with the names of plants and flowers, such as narcissus, peony, lily, iris and so on.
The welcome guest who was wearing a long skirt in front did not stop, but led us to the depths of the corridor.
I looked at the name on the door of the private room along the way, and felt more and more that the environment here is elegant and the packaging is not bad.If these are all designed by the boss, Zhai Guang, then he is really an elegant man.
But what is even more amazing is that on the beige wall between the private rooms and the private rooms, there are socialist posters that are common in the 80s, such as Mao Zedong, the reddest red sun in the hearts of the world's revolutionary people, and the invincible Long live Marxism-Leninism, Mao Zedong Thought, all reactionaries are paper tigers, the people of the world unite, defeat the US aggressors and all lackeys! [
It makes people feel quite funny, these paintings are completely incompatible with the overall layout of this hotel, but for some reason, posting them here has formed a subtle sense of harmony, which does not make people feel that there is nothing wrong with it.
It wasn't until the end of the corridor that the welcome guest stopped, turned around and said with a gentle smile, "Ms. Han Bing, the Green Bamboo Room is here."
Han Bing nodded: "You go to work first, when those people come, you call me."
Yingbin seemed to know who Han Bing was talking about, and after nodding his head, he left leisurely.
I looked up at the word "Green Bamboo" and felt that the name was really elegant. The door of the private room was also made of mahogany. When Han Bing pushed it open, the space inside was twice as large as other private rooms.
There are two large round tables in the private room, each of which can accommodate at least ten people. There is a rear-projection TV on the wall, two soft sofas next to it, a vertical air conditioner, a well-organized water dispenser, and its own bathroom. Whose living room is average.
When he came out of school, Han Bing was worried about the cold night, so he put on an extra coat. When he entered the private room, he felt a little stuffy, so he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.
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