Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

It's clear that this middle-aged man with a gloomy face is the owner of the "Guests at Home Hotel".

Looking at the broken porcelain shards from smashed plates and bowls scattered all over the corridor, the shattered glass from broken bottles, and the rice grains and colorful vegetable soup everywhere, even on the ceiling, the middle-aged man's already gloomy face was practically dripping with water.

Perhaps growing increasingly angry, the middle-aged man, disregarding the presence of a group of patrol personnel including well-trained tea herders and militiamen, suddenly turned and began to hurl insults at his subordinates:

"Are you all a bunch of good-for-nothings? Huh? What did I tell you? If anyone causes trouble, kick them out! Kick them out! What kind of promises did you give me? Huh?"

When he said the last three words, "Kick them out," the middle-aged man's voice was hoarse from shouting; it was practically a scream, showing just how furious he was.

Of course, it's impossible not to be angry. As a boss, I hired a large group of security personnel, but these personnel failed to provide any security at the crucial moment.
No one could stand this!

Faced with the middle-aged man's insults, all his subordinates stood there like telephone poles, heads bowed and silent, not one of them responding to his words.

After shouting, the middle-aged man gasped for breath, then pointed a trembling finger at the broken bowls and shards on the ground, continuing to curse in a hoarse voice:

"I think you're all a bunch of worthless trash, worse than dogs! You're all useless. I'm spending money to support you, and I'd be better off keeping a few dogs. Even a dog standing at the door is worse than you."

Immediately afterwards, the only sound in the entire restaurant was the middle-aged man's furious roar.

After watching for a while, the diners didn't even pay the bill; they all shook their heads and turned to leave.

A perfectly good meal was ruined when someone smashed the bowls and plates halfway through. Paying the bill was out of the question, and it was already a favor that the restaurant didn't demand compensation for emotional distress.

Fortunately, most people who come to eat at places like this don't really care about money, and they certainly won't blame the boss for the mistakes of these hooligans.

Of course, the main reason is that I don't want to, or rather, I dare not, offend this boss. Who knows if we will have to deal with each other in the future?

After the two militiamen briefly inquired about what had just happened in Wang An's private room, Wang An and his group of six did not continue to listen to the middle-aged man's roaring. They put on their clothes and left decisively.

This meal was such a bummer!

The key point is that the whole thing started simply because a woman cheated on her boyfriend and came to the restaurant with another guy!

This is just too ridiculous!

After leaving the restaurant, Han Xiaomin asked everyone somewhat apologetically:

"This is such a mess, we can't even have a proper meal. Why don't we find another restaurant to eat at?"

Although Wang An and his six companions weren't full yet, after all this commotion, they had all lost their appetite. So, as soon as Han Xiaomin finished speaking, Wang An said:

"My stomach's full of alcohol, and I'm not really hungry after all this. I think we should wait until tonight's dinner to eat together, what do you guys think?"

Wang An's words basically represented the opinions of Mu Xueli and Wang Li, so after Wang An finished speaking, the two of them nodded in agreement:

"Yeah, let's eat together tonight, I can't eat anymore."

After the two finished speaking, Tao Wenjing continued:
"Yeah, I was scared to death by those thugs. I can't eat anymore, but I think I can manage if I drink some more."

Tao Wenjing suddenly complained, "That boss was right. There are so many security guards, but not a single one is competent. I'm never coming to this store again."

As she spoke, Tao Wenjing glanced resentfully at the restaurant's signboard, then added:

"I also feel like I didn't drink enough earlier. How about we buy some cooked food and snacks to go with the drinks, and find a quiet place to continue drinking?"

Wang An suddenly realized that Yuan Hongmei and Tao Wenjing were clearly two female drunkards. They kept urging each other to drink at the dinner table, and now they even wanted to continue.

After Tao Wenjing finished speaking, Han Xiaomin looked at Wang An with a questioning gaze, clearly wanting Wang An to make the decision.

So Wang An nodded and said:

"I think the Junle Hotel we stayed at last time was pretty good. Let's buy some food and drinks and go there to continue. If anyone drinks too much, we can just leave them there to rest for a while."

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Tao Wenjing couldn't wait to say:

"That's nice. They even have a projector there. We can eat and watch a movie at the same time."

Yuan Hongmei immediately echoed with a smile:

"Yeah, yeah, there are playing cards and stuff over there, we can play cards for a while."

Wang An gave Yuan Hongmei a strange look, but said nothing.

The main point is that in those days, "playing cards" was just playing cards, only having the literal meaning, unlike in later generations when "playing cards," a simple game, was used to describe sexual intercourse between men and women.

After the discussion ended, everyone walked together toward the nearby supply and marketing cooperative and delicatessen.

It was more than 40 minutes later when everyone sat down in their rooms at the Junle Hotel, each carrying beer, liquor, and various snacks such as roast chicken, pig's trotters, sausages, peanuts, and broad beans.

This time, the suite for the six of them was not the same one they stayed in last time, but a suite facing the street, though the layout was the same.

Standing at the window of the master bedroom in this suite, you can see part of the medicinal herb wholesale market not far downstairs.

As soon as they entered the room, Tao Wenjing and Yuan Hongmei, two divorced young women, turned on the tape recorder and started playing popular songs from that era.

The moment this enchanting music started playing, the atmosphere in the room instantly changed.

It must be said that the exorbitant room rate of 108 yuan is indeed worth the money. The hotel even took great care to prepare such a detailed item as the cassette tape.

They had all sorts of tapes, including opera, Pingju, Peking opera, Errenzhuan, crosstalk, pop songs, and so on. They had everything imaginable; there was nothing they couldn't provide.

The same goes for the videotapes. When Wang An came last time, he briefly looked through them. In addition to domestic film videotapes, there were quite a few foreign ones. Most importantly, there were also educational films that claimed pornographic films weren't pornographic.

However, the projector at this time was rather cumbersome to use, basically similar to the projectors used in open-air cinemas. It could only be used after dark; during the day, all the curtains had to be drawn, and the room had to be completely dark. (End of Chapter)