Since the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association was promoted to the Superior Hotel Association and the "Romantic Wedding Festival" was launched, all hotels have been working hard to decorate their interiors.
As the leading hotel in Nanjiang, Langai Hotel is like a little dolphin burrowing into a rose, rippling endlessly.
"This hotel smells so good..."
"Yes, yes, this rose smells really good. I don't know what brand of aromatherapy they used. It doesn't smell bad and is very sweet, as if there are real flowers."
In the hotel lobby, two girls wearing beach skirts, flip-flops, and sunhats were carrying bags and talking softly as they walked out.
As I passed the door, the rich and sweet smell of roses drifted in along the sea breeze, making my steps feel brisk.
"This is a bit like a romantic wedding day~!"
Wen Zifan stood next to the hall, gently sniffing the scent of roses in the air, feeling that even his hair was fragrant.
"Sister Xiaofan, these are today's flowers, please check them."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Wen Zifan quickly signed the order and glanced at the car outside the hotel's side door with his amber eyes.
In the truck outside, Mantou was leading a dozen hotel employees to carry boxes of flower petals down from the truck.
These rose petals and rose petals are picked from the rose hills and rose paths in the Lion Castle Hotel, dried and preserved.
Although the petals are no longer delicate, the sweet fragrance of the flowers is still very strong.
Chen Jianhai collected these petals on a whim before, simply because he couldn't bear to let them wither in the winter snowflakes, thinking that they might be of some use in the future, or if not, they could be used in the kitchen to research new products.
But he never expected that Wen Zifan would now take out all these petals, make them into petal sachets, and put them in the lobby and corridors of the hotel. No matter where the guests go, they can smell the sweet fragrance of roses.
This not only smells comfortable, but also creates a giant air purification system, using the smell of roses as the "base smell" of the hotel.
Besides the taste, the rest is the layout of the hotel~
Nowadays, you can see small fish baskets hanging in small corners throughout the hotel.
These small fish baskets come in different sizes, with the largest being no more than the size of a palm. They are perfectly decorated on the corners of stairs, lamps on dining tables, bedside in bedrooms, on leaves and flowers in hotels, and on sun benches in swimming pools and bars.
Each of these fish baskets is tied with gold and red ribbons, and some of the ribbons also have small bells hanging on them, which make a "ding-dong-dang" sound when the wind blows.
There is even a set of normal-sized fish baskets specially provided in the parent-child rooms of the hotel, making it easier for these children to use the fish baskets to catch fish.
Wen Zifan stretched out his hand and gently moved the small fish basket hanging on the lamp next to him. Listening to the crisp sound of the mellow bell, a smile appeared in his amber eyes.
“The boss will be very satisfied when he comes back!!”
Ding ding, the phone is ringing.
Wen Zifan picked up the phone: "Hello, hello."
"Hello, Sister Xiaofan, I am the assistant to the boss of Xiaocaishen. I have something to communicate with you..."
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When Chen Jianhai arrived at Huoxiang, he was greeted by a ray of warm sunshine in winter.
The gentle sunshine is shining directly from the sky. The sycamores and metasequoias in the two places are like green watercolors that have just been bloomed, and the edges of the thin branches and leaves are softened into brownish-yellow ink.
In the mist, the antique towers, accompanied by the undulating ridges, were looming in the mist of the embankment willows, like a beautiful woman bending a folding fan, hiding shyly behind the thin cover. Just as she was about to lift it up to take a look, she was flying up from nearby.
The cormorants were distracted and hid their thoughts in the rippled lake surface, leaving only a few mandarin ducks tugging at the white reeds and burying their heads in their wings.
It is different from the vast blue and warm atmosphere of the waves in Nanjiang, and it is also different from the busy and orderly life of Zaomen.
The city of Huoxiang exudes peace and comfort from the very core. The golden sycamore trees and fiery red maple leaves dress every street in Huoxiang City like a brightly colored oil painting. The sea of ginkgo flowers sways in the wind.
Everywhere is a gorgeous sight.
Chen Jianhai fell in love with this city at first sight, not only with its scenery, but also with its "quietness".
"What do Boss Chen think of our Huoxiang City?" Cao Zhenggang said with a smile in the car.
Although the tradition of the association is that each local association is responsible for the reception.
However, the guest house in the association is simple and crude, and the comfort level is not high. Meals, transportation, services, etc. are not comparable to hotels.
Therefore, it has become an unwritten rule to stay in a hotel run by the local president.
After getting off the plane, Chen Jianhai and Ina got on Cao Zhenggang's "Xianghu Hotel" welcome car and headed towards the hotel along Baimu Avenue in Huoxiang City.
"It's very beautiful, very quiet." Chen Jianhai's tone made no secret of his love for Huoxiang. His eyes greedily took in the two scenery, wishing to imprint every scene in his mind.
"It is indeed very quiet." Cao Zhenggang sighed softly, "Huoxiang City cannot be compared with Nanjiang and Zaomen. It is too dead, not prosperous enough, and not that lively."
As he said this, the black car was driving along a large lake.
The car was not driving very fast, and the dry lawn was glowing with a faint green color. It was neither full of life nor the silence of all things. All the scenery soothed the restless emotions with a very balanced tranquility.
For Chen Jianhai, who has been living in Nanjiang and Zaomen, life here is called slow time.
But for people who have lived here for a long time, it is "too deadly".
"Is it fatal? I think this place is quite nice." Chen Jianhai whispered to himself softly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this moment, the phone rang in the car. Chen Jianhai picked up the phone and heard Wen Zifan's voice coming from the phone:
"Boss, the little God of Wealth just contacted us and wants to discuss cooperation."
"They intend to link the Oktoberfest and the Fish Basket Festival, and are initially planning to design the action of the Little God of Wealth embracing the fish basket as the main image of this year's Nanjiang Festival."
Chen Jianhai: "Hold the fish basket? But doesn't the little God of Wealth usually hold a white wine bottle in his hand?"
Wen Zifan: "The other party said they would put the beer into the fish basket."
Chen was happy to see Hai.
This is quite interesting.
The company image designed by Huang Baichuan was originally a Q version of a little God of Wealth wearing an ingot hat, holding a huge white wine bottle with a drunken smile, and stepping on golden copper coins under his feet.
It would be quite interesting to think about replacing the white wine bottle with a fish basket to hold the wine.
Chen Jianhai: "Yes! Why not? It will definitely be more interesting to have two festivals together."
After a pause, Chen Jianhai spoke again: "By the way, you can design with them and see if you can incorporate our romantic wedding day into it, and get a female God of Wealth to hold hands with his little God of Wealth. Anyway, get one."
Yes, even if you do two, you can do it.”
Wen Zifan chuckled on the other end of the phone.
"Okay boss, I'll go design with them~...Boss~~~Are you busy?"
After talking about work, Wen Zifan asked a few questions on the phone as quietly as a kitten.
Normally, Chen Jianhai would have chatted with his female secretary about something inappropriate for children, but at this time, after all, he was in someone else's car, and it was really inconvenient to say more, so he could only reply with a "hmm".
Wen Zifan: "Boss, please be busy first. We will contact you when you are free."
Chen Jianhai: "Okay."
Hearing the beep of the phone hanging up, Chen Jianhai hung up the phone and held the phone in his hand.
"President Chen's business is really booming!" Cao Zhenggang said when he saw Chen Jianhai hang up the phone.
Chen Jianhai said shyly: "It's not a business, it's just a cooperation~"
"You also know that our Nanjiang is holding three major festivals this year. Everyone is opening their doors to welcome guests and do business. We people thought we would just do it together and make the festival lively."
"The more prosperous it is, the more people will come to travel, the more money we will make..."
"President Chen is still so arrogant!" Cao Zhenggang nodded with emotion.