Ten minutes later, Yang Chaoyue got off the station. Fang Jing and others got off in the city, and then spent thirty yuan back to the hotel.
Before entering the elevator, Fang Jing saw their suitcases in the lobby, all placed in a corner.
"Excuse me, what's going on? Why did you throw all our luggage out?" Xiao An was angry and ran to the front desk to ask the hotel staff for an explanation.
"Luggage? May I ask what room number you have and what's its name?"
", Hong Fang, Liu Wei, Fang Jing Gou An." Xiao An told the other party the room number and name.
"It turns out it's you." The staff was surprised. "Someone checked you out half an hour ago. It's from Xichuan Food Company. They even said they didn't want your luggage."
"I also recognized Fang Jing. I knew these things were yours and I didn't dare to throw them away. I put them all in the lobby."
Fang Jing took the mobile phone from Hong Fang and called Yang Ning to explain the matter.
The manager surnamed Tang went too far and asked them to walk back. He didn't expect to check out. In this case, the tickets might have been cancelled.
"I understand, you guys stay one night first and the company will resolve this matter." Yang Ning was brief and forceful.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Jing looked at a few people and said, "Give me your ID card and I'll open the room again. Please click here to see if there are any items."
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At nine o'clock in the evening, the results of the matter came out. Old Man Tang came over in person to apologize. Not only did he pay the balance, but he also received an extra 80,000 yuan.
"Manager Tang, I accepted the money, but it's a pity that I didn't finish the meal, so I won't give it to you if I leave."
With an old face that turned the color of pig liver, Old Man Tang took a deep look at Fang Jing, then walked away without saying a word.
Half an hour ago, the chairman personally called him and asked him to come over and apologize. If he didn't get forgiveness, he would resign automatically tomorrow.
"Bah! It turns out it's this old man who is doing this. He's not a good guy at first glance." Xiao An looked at the old man's back in disgust.
"Stop it, I will fly at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, go back and wash up and sleep."
"Fang Jing, thank you."
Thinking of what happened today, Liu Wei was still a little scared. If Fang Jing was not here and he was alone, he didn't know what bad things would happen to him.
Fang Jing smiled and said, "No, it's easy."
This kind of thing was really a small occasion for him. A month ago, he met a rich woman who wanted to marry him. She kept drinking at a banquet, and in the end she even threw out 500,000 yuan.
But in the end Fang Jing was unmoved and left without even looking at him. He was in his forties, old and ugly, and could be wanted by anyone who liked her.
Another time, a coal boss celebrated his 40th birthday. After drinking a few cups of yellow soup, he complained that he could not sing well. Not only did he not pay the final payment, but he and Hong Fang were blocked from leaving.
The two of them were almost beaten by a crowd that day, but someone quietly called the police and they were safe.
…
Early the next morning, Fang Jing was awakened by Liu Wei's knock on the door. He put his head on his head and squinted tiredly and opened the door, "What are you doing?"
"Would you like to go to the West Lake?"
"Bang!" Fang Jing closed the door, "Don't go!"
It snowed last night and it's extremely cold today. Who is going crazy and running out to swim in the West Lake? Isn't it good to cover yourself up under the quilt?
Or is the game not fun?
"Bang bang bang!"
"Fang Jing, let's play for a while! It's a rare chance to come here. Besides, I haven't thanked you properly for what happened yesterday. I'll treat you to lunch later."
"Stop knocking. I'm not going. Let's forget about eating. You owe me a lot of meals. Save it for next time."
"No! Why don't you accompany me? It's already getting up anyway."
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang!"
"Okay, why don't I go? Stop knocking."
Fang Jing got out of the quilt, washed his face, hair and brushed his teeth, took out a black mid-length windbreaker, took a scarf and went out. The whole process took fifteen minutes.
…
There are not many people coming to play in the early morning. They are sparse and sparse. Most of them are elderly people who come out to exercise.
"Uncle, can you take a photo for us?" Liu Wei stopped an old man running on the broken bridge in the ice and snow.
"Can!"
The ground was covered with frost and snow, and the two of them were standing on the bridge. The lakeside was lined with snow tiles and red railings, pavilions with cornices and raised corners, and the winding river bank was covered with willow trees.
"Click!" Time freezes.
"Fang Jing, is this your first time here?" Liu Wei asked without looking up while looking at the photos on his phone.
"yes!"
"Haha! My second time." Liu Wei said proudly, "Do you know why this place is called Broken Bridge?"
"It used to be called Duanjiaqiao, which is homophonic to Broken Bridge. It's not just Broken Bridge. I know all the ten sights of West Lake. It's written in the book."
"What you see on paper is ultimately shallow. You only read it in a book. Aren't you excited when you see it on the ground?"
"What's so exciting? After all, it's not just one lake and several mountains."
"Then let me take some photos for you."
"If you don't want to take pictures, just take a look." Fang Jing has never been interested in historical sites.
"oh!"
Liu Wei was disappointed, so he followed Fang Jing with his cell phone and secretly took a few pictures.
This guy really has no interest at all. He doesn't like eating, drinking, prostitution or gambling. Even though he loves money, he hasn't bought any luxury cars or villas.
"Fang Jing, how about we go to Lingyin Temple?"
"Okay, I just wanted to see if there is anything to eat. I'm so hungry early in the morning."
When the two came to the door, there were already pilgrims burning incense. Liu Wei bought some incense and hurried in. Fang Jing refused to leave and wandered outside alone.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Fang Jing was almost frozen into a popsicle and kept stamping his feet. Originally, he wanted to warm himself by the incense burner, but he didn't go because he was afraid of being beaten.
"It's snowy and cold, why doesn't the donor go in to take shelter?"
A middle-aged monk in yellow came out with a large broom and happened to see Fang Jing stamping his feet.
"I have no money, your tickets are too expensive!"
Lingyin Temple is located in the Feilai Peak Scenic Area. It costs forty-five dollars just to enter Feilai Peak. Fang Jing thought it would be gone, but he didn't expect that he still had to pay thirty-five dollars to enter the temple.
The routines are one after the other, making it difficult to guard against them. I didn’t bring much money with me in the morning, so now I can only stand still.
"Haha!" The monk laughed, "I don't think the donor is someone who is short of money. He obviously doesn't want to go in."
"I really have no money."
"How is that possible? I know this coat of yours. A replica of it costs RMB 800. However, if you can wear an IWC watch worth over RMB 40,000, you will definitely not wear an imitation."
"I don't know the shoes. Judging from the quality, they shouldn't be cheap. They cost two to three thousand. But here you are, and you still say you have no money."
"Hiss!" Fang Jing really took a breath this time. This monk's eyes are very poisonous. The most expensive thing on his body is indeed his watch.
The family still has more than one piece, which is kept just in case. If Fang Hui goes bankrupt in the future, he will still have living expenses.
"Who is the master?"
"There is no such thing as a sacred snow sweeper. I am just an ordinary monk." The monk shook his head. "It is not the original intention of our temple to collect tickets. There are really too many people coming to watch, so we just set a threshold."
"If you are really serious, just tell the ticket seller's nephew, and he will let you in. Moreover, many scriptures in the Buddhist hall are copied by the monks themselves, and they will give them to you if you ask."
Fang Jing was confused, "But is worshiping Buddha useful?"
"It's useless!" The monk grinned.
Fang Jing:……
Really sincere, in two lifetimes, this was the first time he met such an honest monk.
"Buddha means the enlightened one. If you offer the Four Books and Five Classics without reading them, can you gain knowledge from them?"