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Chapter 208 Why not ask the hotel for help?

The case was solved.

This mission was brought out by the travel agency!

Chen Jianhai stared at Ning Youyou, not knowing whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

Ning Youyou was made uncomfortable by Chen Jianhai's expression.

"What are you looking at!"

"I'll pinch you again!"



Since receiving the system task,

Chen Jianhai paid special attention to the sales trend of Blue Sky Travel Agency.

Every day, click on the product link of Blue Sky Travel Agency to check the monthly sales volume of the travel agency.

To his delight,

Blue Sky Travel Agency’s self-guided one-day tour of Xiaomajia Island has become a hit among the popular boutique tourist routes in Nanjiang City.

The sales trend arrow is soaring upward.

Groups are sent out every day, and the existing manpower is completely insufficient.

Ning Youyou didn't even recover from her injuries before she was called back to the travel agency to lead the group.

The number of guests staying at the Xiaodao Hotel has also increased. Although the points have dropped, they have always been able to maintain a value of more than 90 per day.

The crew of "Mr. Sweetheart" also used Wu Kai's two Weibo posts to create a wave of popularity.

Some people even launched an online search for Bajiquan chefs.

Sashimi is a tough guy who takes root in the kitchen every day and doesn't watch TV or browse the Internet.

When Qin Mengqiu and the others showed the mobile video to Sashimi, Sashimi realized that he was famous.

He originally thought about creating an account on the scarf, too.

It only took me a long time to fiddle with it, and I had to bind my ID card, get a mobile phone, and authenticate my identity after activating it.

He thought it was too much trouble and simply stopped doing it.

But in this way, his show-off mentality cannot be released, and it is quite uncomfortable to hold it in!~

"Brother Fish and Chips, why don't you start a live broadcast."

"Brother Qiao Ni and Dao Dun'er have their own live broadcast rooms online. If you open one too, it will definitely be very popular."

Bai Cheng said while chewing on the lemon.

"Do Dun'er also broadcast live?" Sashimi paused with the knife in his hand.

"Yes, and brother Daodun'er's live broadcast is very popular, and the name is also very domineering, called 'Knife Emperor' live broadcast room."

Bai Cheng said, took out his mobile phone and opened Dao Dun'er's live broadcast room.

Sashimi walked over with a knife and took a look.

I saw Dao Duner standing behind Cai Dunzi in the kitchen of Langai Hotel, with his right hand moving the knife like flying, and he was frantically killing a pumpkin.

Then, Daodun'er took out another potato and put it on the chopping board.

The next moment, all the barrage went up.

"Here it comes! The heirloom potatoes are here again!"

"Potato's inevitable enemy appears!"

"Knife King!!yyds!"

Sashimi tilted his head and pointed the tip of his knife at the screen, "What is yyds?!"

"Yyds means eternal god, which means very excellent and like a god." Bai Cheng explained.

Sashimi gritted his teeth, "Shit, God of eternity, I think he obviously means to be single forever!"

"Cut a few broken potatoes, chop a pumpkin, and chop a yam to become the King of Swords???"

"I'll let them see what it means to be a true Sword King!"

With Bai Cheng's help, Sashimi established his own account in the live broadcast room that day.

And he specially named himself "The Sword Master of Langai Hotel".

This started an invisible battle with Daodun'er.



Friday.

Chen Jianhai had just finished eating at noon, so he put on a thick layer of sunscreen, put on a hat, and came to the dock fully armed.

Although Uncle T-Shirt clearly told him that he only needed to watch the fireworks at night,

But now that I'm here, it's not like I'm busy if I don't help with some work.

Under the blue sky,

The waves washed the white sand into smooth and delicate skin,

Several children carrying schoolbags were squatting on the beach digging holes, their insteps covered with sand.

Seeing Chen Jianhai from a distance, a child waved his hand and shouted:

"Calabash baby, here!"

Far away, a child carrying a schoolbag shouted at him.

Chen Jianhai is now considered a celebrity on the island.

The barbecue stall is booming every night.

Anyone who walks by is happy to buy two bunches to try.

Everyone also calls him "Calabash Boy, Calabash Boy".

But no one really asked what his real name was.

"Here we come!" Chen Jianhai ran over quickly.

As soon as I walked in, I saw something dug out of the child's hand.

Chen Jianhai's face darkened instantly, he stretched out his hand and threw the thing into the silk bag containing garbage in his hand, and said seriously:

"You can't play with wine bottles! Fortunately, the pointed end comes forward, otherwise what would happen if you guys stepped on them with your bare feet!"

With that said, Chen Jianhai took out three bottles of juice from his pocket and threw them to the children, chasing them away.

Although Love Island Day on Friday is a holiday for all islanders,

However, this work is hard and tiring, and children usually do not participate.

"Hey, you're quite cool!"

A smiling voice came from behind,

The man in an undershirt, wearing a straw hat and holding his hands behind his back, stood behind Chen Jianhai at some point, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Didn't I say you could just come in the evening? Why did you come here again in the afternoon?"

Chen Jianhai smiled and said: "I live on the island now and am also a member of the island. I must participate in this kind of work and effort!"

Upon hearing this,

The uncle in sweatshirt looked at Chen Jianhai with an even more kind look.

“The beach is much cleaner now than before!”

Chen Jianhai was holding a silk bag containing garbage with his left hand, and with his right hand he picked out a ball of white waste paper from underneath a bush.

"yes,"

"Since there are public trash cans and public toilets on the beach, the island's hygiene has obviously improved a lot."

The man in sweatshirt walked along the steps to the wooden promenade around the sea, and swept the bamboo sticks and garbage thrown by tourists on it into garbage bags.

Chen Jianhai looked at the seaside promenade at his feet.

The road made of wood has long been worn out by wind, rain and trampled by passers-by, and the paint is mottled, revealing large areas of its original color.

Some of the iron nails embedded in the wooden boards have been pried open, while others are rusty.

It makes a crunching sound when you step on it,

A large section of the road ahead has been surrounded by blue cloth strips. The wood in the middle is largely missing and collapsed, making it impossible for people to walk.

"Why isn't this road repaired?" Chen Jianhai asked with a frown.

"How can I have money..." The man in sweatshirt sighed.

"This road was built by everyone back then. We originally planned to pool money together to build this road this year."

"But the island's tourism business has not been booming in the past two years, and we can't make much money selling fish, so we can only shelve it."

Chen Jianhai thought for a while and asked casually:

"Why don't you ask the hotel to help fix it?"

When the uncle in sweatshirt heard this, his expression suddenly became stunned and he asked suspiciously: "How do you know about the hotel?"

Chen Jianhai pursed his lips, glanced at the public toilet next to him, and said calmly:

"It says, Langai Hotel."


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