The hotel's original solid wood bed has long been worn out by years of sea wind erosion.
Many guests had complained to him before that they would be woken up by the creaking sound of the bed when they turned over in sleep.
He naturally knows the importance of beds and mattresses to hotels, but he really doesn't have the extra money to replace them all in batches.
"...If you work hard, don't you just wash the sheets!?"
Chen Jianhai gritted his teeth.
This is his only hope at the moment,
If we continue to operate like this, the hotel will have no choice but to go bankrupt.
And...what's so hard about washing the sheets!
Just do it!
Taking out the hotel's management room card, Chen Jianhai opened the room doors one by one and began to change the sheets and quilts.
Langai Hotel has 5 floors and 160 rooms.
Excluding the warehouses, cleaning rooms and bathrooms on each floor, there are approximately 140 guest rooms.
There are probably some suites and family rooms with more beds.
Changing and washing them all is really a big project!
Fortunately, Father Chen and Mother Chen were quite generous and placed a large washing machine on every floor.
Otherwise, Chen Jianhai would be in trouble if he ran upstairs and downstairs.
"I'm exhausted. If I had known, I would have let Sister Wang leave tomorrow."
Chen Jianhai carried a pile of sheets that were taller than others, walked into the cleaning room with difficulty, threw the sheets into the washing machine, and then pressed the switch.
"Gudongdong!"
The sound of a large washing machine being discharged was heard.
The hotel sheets are actually very clean.
Although there are few people living there, he and Aunt Wang still ventilate the room regularly and clean the sheets.
However, the hotel is close to the beach after all, and the beds and decoration are very old.
If no one lives in the house for a long time, there will always be a damp smell.
This was a problem that he could not solve no matter how hard he worked.
When the washing machine stopped working, Chen Jianhai took out the cleaned sheets from the washing machine, dried them, ironed them, and folded them properly...
a week later,
Chen Jianhai finally cleaned up all the bedding in the hotel.
"call!"
So tiring!
"Finally done."
Chen Jianhai was covered in sweat and collapsed on the sofa. His back was sore.
The workload these days is really too much, with so many sheets and quilts, just washing them can make a person exhausted.
At the end of the wash, the washing machine was shaking like crazy.
Chen Jianhai was so frightened that he didn't dare to leave for a moment, for fear that the washing machine would be exhausted and unloaded.
"Ding! All the sheets in the hotel have been cleaned. Please leave the hotel immediately. The system will renovate the hotel's beds and mattresses. Estimated time: 2 hours."
The system sound sounded.
"Not allowed to see?" Chen Jianhai was stunned for a moment.
He especially wanted to see how the system "replaced old things with new ones", but he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't give him this opportunity at all.
"If you don't want to watch it, don't watch it! It's only two hours, just enough for me to eat."
Chen Jianhai looked at his watch, it was already past seven o'clock.
He worked all day today without even eating, and he was really hungry now.
After changing his clothes, Chen Jianhai walked out of the hotel door.
In order to be on the safe side and prevent other passers-by from entering during the renovation of the hotel, he locked the door of the hotel and then walked unsteadily towards the hotel across the road.
The Langai Hotel is located in the golden area of the central seaside area. Walking 100 meters to the seaside is the bar street.
Walking 500 meters to the opposite side is a large commercial center with dense crowds, fruit stalls, restaurants and delicious food.
It was almost dark by now.
The small lights of the restaurant across the street are on, and the steaming heat rushes out of the house, carrying the aroma of the food, tempting hungry passers-by.
Pushing open the door of "Xiaolang BBQ" restaurant, Chen Jianhai shouted "Shuang" comfortably as soon as he entered the room.
This air conditioner is so cool!
He was in the hotel and really couldn't bear to turn on the air conditioner.
"Brother Xiao Lang, grill me 20 breasts, 4 kidneys, 10 skewers of chicken hearts, two scones, and a bowl of pimple soup." Chen Jianhai said.
"okay."
In the barbecue restaurant, a short-haired guy took out the ingredients from the freezer, took them out the door and started grilling over the charcoal fire.
About ten minutes later, the hot and fragrant barbecue was placed on the table.
After Chen Jianhai had been working for a day, how could he bear to see the ruddy color and the hot and scorching aroma of the barbecue?
At that moment, he was like an evil ghost pouncing on food. Without saying a word, he grabbed two strings of breasts and put them in his mouth.
Then, only two bare iron sticks were left.
"Hey, brother, please eat slowly!"
The short-haired boy "Xiao Lang" was startled by this rough eating method and spoke quickly.
I've seen hungry people, but I've never seen anyone so hungry.
Chen Jianhai said "hmm" twice, picked up the scone with his backhand, and took two big mouthfuls of it. Only then did he feel that his stomach had settled, and his eating speed also slowed down.
He and Xiaolang are good brothers who grew up together since childhood.
Both of them are sons who inherited their father's legacy.
Commonly known as the "second generation shop".
It’s just that Xiaolang inherited the street barbecue restaurant, and he inherited the seaside hotel.
But if you really think about it, his hotel really doesn't make as much money as the barbecue restaurant.
Although the barbecue restaurant is not big, it has a lot of customers.
After a short while, a few more takeaway guys came in, and the business was so prosperous that Chen Jianhai was jealous.
When Chen Jianhai was almost finished eating, Xiaolang wiped his hands, walked over to Chen Jianhai's table, and spoke cautiously:
"Brother, I just saw that the door of your hotel was locked. Why don't you want to do it anymore?"
Chen Jianhai ate with his head down without making a sound.
When Xiaolang saw this, his thoughts suddenly became more vivid, and his words became more tentative:
"If the hotel doesn't open anymore, you can come to my barbecue restaurant. Follow me and I'll make sure you won't starve to death."
"roll!"
Chen Jianhai cursed and Xiaolang suppressed all the next words in his mouth.
After thinking for a while, Xiaolang finally said:
"Brother Hai, you may not like what I say, so your store should cash it in."
"In our barbecue restaurant, everyone likes to eat old food and seek memories. But the older the hotel, the less valuable it is."
"There is too much competition in the hotel economy now. Look at how many new hotels have been opened on the coastline. The decoration of any one is not better than yours, and the key price is about the same as yours."
"Your store is a bottomless pit. If we sell it early and exchange some money, we can make a better living."
…
"No need to persuade." Chen Jianhai drank the pimple soup in the bowl in one gulp.
Wiping his mouth, he stood up and walked to the door, looked back at Xiaolang,
"This hotel was left by my parents, and I must run it well."
If Xiaolang had told him this a week ago, he might have really been tempted to check into the hotel.
But now that he has a system and is planning to run it well, he will definitely not sell it!
Chen Jianhai's back looks stubborn and lonely.
Seeing his friend leaving, Xiaolang's eyes turned red.
He rushed out of the store and shouted at Chen Jianhai:
“You bastard, you’re so special and you don’t pay for food!!!”