At 9:30 in the morning, after the passenger Hans finished washing, he put on his jacket, camera, and backpack and walked out of the Tingyuxuan guest room.
When he came to the door, Hans hung the "No Disturbance" sign on the door handle again, pushed the door hard, and left quickly after making sure it was locked.
Five minutes later, Hans came to a street outside, took an unmanned bus and rushed to the Southern Yunnan Town Square.
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Wen Ya was extremely active throughout the morning. Under normal circumstances, except for receiving customers, she did not need to do physical work, which was left to AI employees and human employees.
But today was different. In the morning, Yan Xing gave her three valuable scenic spot tickets. She was very happy. What she wanted in her mind was to finish her work as soon as possible and then take her children out to relax together, so she was very happy all morning.
Busy work.
It's around 11 noon.
Wen Ya sat at the bar, hung up the communicator, raised her head and shouted: "Xiao Ling, Lao Li!"
Not far away, the kitchen Lao Li, who was carrying ingredients, and the AI assistant Xiao Ling all raised their heads.
"What's wrong? Boss?!"
"Oh, you two quickly go to Bailiyuan warehouse and bring back the goods I ordered. I have already paid." Wen Ya ordered.
The tourism festival to welcome the New Year is about to begin, and B&B apartments are also full. In addition to food, there are also more daily consumables, such as paper towels, wet wipes, snacks, air filters and other items.
Xiaoling was startled for a moment, then nodded immediately and responded: "Boss, the end of cleaning the guest room is coming soon, I haven't... yet!"
Wen Ya interrupted and replied: "I'll clean it up later, so don't worry about it and follow Lao Li to get the goods!"
"Okay." Xiaoling nodded.
After the two communicated, Xiaoling carried the goods and set off with Lao Li, while Wenya had lunch with her son, put on her work clothes, and pushed the cart to the third floor.
There are three cleaning employees in total, each responsible for one floor, and Xiaoling's work area is on the third floor.
Wen Ya has not done this kind of work for a long time. In fact, she has not contributed much in the first half of her life. Although the Wen family's conditions are average, her parents dote on her. You have never seen this from Lao Wen.
You can see this by spending all your savings to build an apartment for her.
After getting married, Yan Xing was even more obedient to Wen Ya, and she didn't need to do any housework at home. Except for the B&B decoration stage, Wen Ya had never done such work personally, but today she was in a hurry and didn't care about so much.
, he pushed the cart by himself and started cleaning room by room.
Although she has never done any work, Wen Ya set the rules for cleaning, so she is quite familiar with it.
Soon, after Wen Ya cleaned the two rooms, she came to the door of Tingyuxuan's guest room and took a special look to see if there was a Do Not Disturb sign hanging on the door handle.
Since Hans moved in, he has always disliked being disturbed, but today there was no sign on the door handle. Wen Ya paused, stretched out her hand and pressed the doorbell: "Mr. Hans, are you there?"
After knocking several times, there was no response from the door. Wen Ya then opened the door with her universal key card and stepped into the room.
Downstairs, Wen Ya's son, Yan Doudou, was holding a do not disturb house sign and was shoveling sand and building a castle in the garden with another tourist child.
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inside the room.
Wen Ya wore disposable gloves and tidied Hans' guest room neatly, but this man seemed to be a bit of a germaphobe. The room was not very clean, the bed was tidy, and even the bathroom floor was wiped by himself.
After briefly gathering the clutter on the table, Wen Ya was about to leave when she saw a black garbage bag placed under the tea table, the kind used exclusively for hotels.
"Wow!"
Wen Ya easily took the garbage bag and reached out to open it and took a look. She saw that there were some bunched up tissues inside, as if they were used for hand washing, and they were quite heavy.
"Whoa!"
Wen Ya threw it into the garbage truck, glanced around again, saw that the small table on the balcony had also been wiped, and then turned and left.
It's about four o'clock in the afternoon.
Wen Ya finally finished the cleaning work on the third floor, and at this time Lao Li and Xiao Ling also returned to the B&B apartment, and they unloaded the goods together.
In this way, today's work ended early, and Wen Ya also went back to the room to change into a dress, and even wore a flesh-colored one to keep warm. It looked very sexy.
"I'll leave the store to you. Doudou and I will go out to play and come back tomorrow morning." Wen Ya let her hair down and put on delicate makeup on her face.
"Okay, boss!" Xiaoling replied.
"Bye-Bye!"
Wen Ya led her son, took toiletries, and left the B&B apartment.
After waiting on the side of the road for five minutes, a red pneumatic suspension car stopped, and Wen Ya led her son up.
"Whoosh!"
The hover car left and headed straight to the scenic spot.
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In a flash, the time came to around 8:30 pm.
At the funeral parlor in a small town in southern Yunnan, Yan Xing had just taken a shower in the duty room and started tonight's duty work.
The duty work of the funeral director is actually very little, because even if the deceased is brought in that night, there is no family member who will ask the funeral home to put makeup on the deceased immediately. Therefore, the staff on duty are mainly responsible for the storage of the deceased in the morgue, such as those who have been in a car accident.
Someone has died, or the deceased has been transferred from the hospital and needs someone to handle them.
Secondly, the funeral director stays here to prepare for the make-up work tomorrow morning, because usually there will be more deceased cremated in the morning. Sometimes at around five o'clock in the morning, people come to bid farewell to the bodies, so they stay here.
A funeral director must put on makeup in advance to send the deceased on his last journey.
Since the work content is not large, there is usually only one undertaker on duty at night in his own area. In the past two years, Yan Xing has often been on duty for his colleagues in order to get overtime pay.
After taking a shower, Yan Xing sat on the sofa and drank a sip of tea, looked up at the clock on the wall, and turned on the special projection equipment of the Yongsheng Video Platform.
The huge projection illuminated the entire west wall, and a short play was playing on the screen. Yan Xing had been following it for five days.
Waited for a while.
Yan Xing saw that the time was close to nine o'clock, so he took his work card and went to order.
"Tap tap...!"
In the unusually dark and cold corridor, crisp footsteps resounded, and Yan Xing walked to the check-in office in the front hall alone.
"drop!"
When he arrived at the time card machine, Yan Xing swiped his work badge, turned around and glanced around. Seeing that there was no one around, he took out an infrared projector from his pocket.
After setting the time, Yan Xing placed the infrared projector on the cabinet at the level of the clock card machine and fixed it with a small piece of tape.
After punching in, Yan Xing returned the same way and came to the door of the duty room in the front hall. He stretched his neck and shouted: "Uncle Guo!! Do you want to watch football in the early morning?"
"Squeak!"
The door to the duty room opened, and an old man in his fifties, wearing clothes, said: "Which team is it?"
"UEFA Champions League final, Sissaco versus Catalonia!" Yan Xing replied with a smile: "Have you forgotten?"
"Hey, we're already in the finals? I've been confused these days. Okay, you can call me tonight and we can have some drinks." The old man responded with a smile.
"Okay, then you can sleep for a while, I'll call you at night!"
"Hello!"
After the two of them finished speaking, Yan Xing walked away, returned to his duty room, and closed the door.
Places like crematoriums and morgues are really exciting at night. Anyone with a rich imagination may easily suffer from depression or mental illness if they stay there for a long time.
The lights in the duty room are turned off, with only the light from the projector, and there are blinds on the windows. From the corridor outside, when a video program is played indoors, it gives a ghostly effect.
However, Yan Xing was used to this kind of life. He was not afraid at all. He just lay on his side on the sofa and followed the skit with a quiet expression.
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Although it is already night, the central square of the southern Yunnan town is still bustling with activity.
There are many small bars here in the evening, with rich and colorful content, including folk singing and various activities to promote friendship between strangers.
The main tourism culture of this small town in southern Yunnan is to encounter love by chance, so the entertainment centers here focus on interactions with strangers, and the activities are diverse and quite interesting.
Of course, there are also many experienced drivers who want to have poker dates and come here 800 times a year. There are also young ladies with excellent language skills who work as bartenders here.
In a bar called Meet Love Tonight, Hans was drinking red wine. From time to time he would look out the window and take some photos with his camera.
It was about half past nine when Hans felt that it was almost time, so he got up and wanted to leave.
At this moment, a European-American beauty with blond hair and blue eyes walked over and said with a chuckle: "Hey, handsome man, do you want me to have a drink with you?"
Hans was startled for a moment, then smiled and replied: "No, thank you, madam."
"Oh, it's a pity that I am a homeless person tonight." The blonde beauty shrugged: "I wish you a happy trip!"
After saying that, the beauty left happily.
Hans looked at her slim back, buttoned his pants quietly, and walked to the door of the bar with some hesitation.
The cold wind outside blew against his cheeks, making Hans's drink even stronger. He paused for two seconds, suddenly turned around and walked back into the bar, where he found a blond woman in the crowd.
"Hey, why are you back again?" The woman was a little surprised.
Hans put his arm around her waist and responded with a chuckle: "I can't tolerate such a beautiful woman being homeless at night."
"Three thousand!" The woman smiled and raised her finger.
"That's a reasonable price." Hans nodded.
Five minutes later, the two left the bar together.
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In the Fushan Scenic Area, which is about more than 100 kilometers away from the small town in southern Yunnan, most of the tourists have returned from the hot spring area, and the lively scene in the courtyard has also returned to calm.
In a guest room.
Wen Ya was lying on the bed, enduring the violent impact.
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