At 8:15, Commissioner Huang finally rode his little electric donkey to the back door of the hotel.
As in the past month or so, the front door of the hotel is still closed. The words "Internal rectification, temporarily closed" are still posted on the glass door of the hotel, and there is also a little bastard drawn on it by that evil person.
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The main entrance of the magnificent hotel is extremely deserted.
Instead of the red carpet in front of the door, there were fallen leaves and waste newspapers on the ground. The parking space that was originally full of cars was now almost empty with a few luxury cars in sight.
Even the two stone lions at the door have a torn newspaper hanging on their heads...
Although the changes are not big, somehow, a sense of dilapidation and desolation slowly emanates from the front entrance of the hotel.
Although there is a sign on the door that reads "Internal rectification, temporarily closed," the more passers-by look at it, the more it looks like "The kiln has closed down, and the owner has run away."
How should I put it? Although it was not like when the incident happened, the front door of the hotel was crowded with admiring gentlemen, but the Taoist still did not dare to open the front door.
The reason is very simple, because as soon as the door opens, there will be gentlemen hiding nearby, who want to come in and order services on the pretext of having eaten, and also to see if the beauty of the ladies has declined.
Faced with the guerrilla tactics of the gentlemen, Dao Ye would rather let others think that the hotel is closed than dare to open the door.
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After carefully locking his little electric donkey, Huang Xiaobei turned around and saw Lao Wei and Tang Seng, carrying swill buckets, coming out to pour the eldest lady's dark dishes.
Seeing the two people carrying the swill bucket, Commissioner Huang took off his white helmet with a smile and greeted the two people.
"Hey, what do you think of my new car? Isn't it very handsome and stylish?"
Lao Wei and Tang Seng sighed while carrying the swill buckets.
"Xiaobei, you bought this crappy car four days ago. During these four days, you told us about this crappy electric car every half an hour. We beg you, show off to someone else. I
We both really can’t stand it anymore.”
Commissioner Huang scratched his face in embarrassment.
"Really? I've said it so many times. You guys have to understand. After all, it's not easy for me to spend money to buy something."
Lao Wei and Tang Seng rolled their eyes at him, but nodded in agreement.
Yes, it's not easy, it's really not easy.
Commissioner Huang actually spent more than two thousand dollars in one go? What a terrible thing...
A person who buys fake tiger bone wine and asks for some gifts suddenly spends more than two thousand?
Not to mention anything else, even the way Karl looked at Huang Xiaobei four days ago was full of surprise, let alone other people.
To be honest, ever since I heard that Huang Xiaobei’s little white electric donkey was not stolen or picked up, nor was it an electric car given to him by a food delivery company to deliver food to others, but he bought it with his own money!
The whole hotel caused quite a stir.
The eldest brothers of the Qinghong Gang and Lao Wei Tang Seng were also discussing in private.
"Has this kid gone crazy by eating the food cooked by the eldest lady?"
"It seems to me that I probably gained some kind of insight into life, otherwise I wouldn't be able to think so openly."
Ahem, it's actually not as mysterious as what the big brothers from the Qinghong Gang think. Don't forget, Commissioner Huang now holds twenty or thirty thousand yuan in his hand. In the past, he was a serious household worth ten thousand yuan.
You said that as soon as this person got rich, of course he wanted to reward himself for his hard work these days. In addition, the special correspondent had long wanted to buy an electric bike to ride on, so it was a natural progression.
In addition, Commissioner Huang’s current savings in his pocket are not too large. After buying the electric car, he only has more than 20,000 yuan left.
Because he is a pretty good Commissioner Huang, he even spent money to buy a massage chair worth more than 7,000 yuan for Uncle Liu's house a few days ago.
For someone like Commissioner Huang, this move is truly magnificent!
Of course, when Commissioner Huang finished buying the massage chair, Uncle Liu also stared at him for a long time, and then asked a very philosophical question.
"Which bank did you rob?"
Commissioner Huang, who originally thought that Old Uncle Liu would hug him and give him a kiss, after listening to Old Uncle Liu's very philosophical question, the expression on his face was almost as if he had eaten fly excrement.
Me, I spent money to buy a big piece of furniture, but it ended up looking like I just robbed a bank and sold the stolen goods quickly?
This is considered discrimination!
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To be honest, it is very, very normal for Uncle Liu to come to the conclusion that Commissioner Huang robbed the bank.
Not to mention anything else, just the bottle of tiger bone wine that Commissioner Huang bought for him some time ago.
Good guy, after drinking it at that time, Uncle Liu had to pull it for three whole days. He was completely exhausted and almost dead. At that time, Uncle Liu happened to be on a mission for the Chu Group.
Then when they were on a mission, the detective under the uncle saw that Uncle Liu, who was directing the work on site, ran to the toilet in almost five minutes, over and over again, not to mention running very diligently.
And every time I come back, my face is frighteningly white.
"Liu Captain, did you eat something bad? Otherwise, you should go back and rest."
"It's okay, it's okay. Work is important. Is there any paper there?"
Uncle Liu, who was about to vomit blood after having diarrhea, squatted in the toilet, fighting with his turbulent stomach with tears in his eyes, and at the same time comforting himself over and over in his heart.
It has nothing to do with tiger bone wine. It has nothing to do with tiger bone wine. I accidentally caught a cold while sleeping last night. Yes, yes, that must be the case.
At the Public Security Bureau work symposium a week later.
Director Li Ruwen, who was the director of the city's Public Security Bureau at the time, showed a photo of Deputy Minister Pierce on the large LED screen in the conference room halfway through the meeting.
Pointing at Deputy Minister Pierce's vulgar face, Director Li said indignantly.
"Please see, the person in the photo is called Liu Quanyou. It is reported that he is an illegal vendor with extremely bad behavior. He has been selling fake and inferior wine as tiger bone wine to the public for many years. This person's style has not only seriously damaged the market.
Transactions, and often promoted that his so-called tiger bone wine was sold to him by our government officials, seriously damaging the image of our government!"
"It is reported that his so-called tiger bone wine is made from some collected pig and dog bones, and the contents are basically fake. After expert identification, it was found that after drinking his tiger bone wine, not only did it not contain any
It has many benefits and can also cause diarrhea and diarrhea..."
Having said this, Director Li pointed at Old Uncle Liu who had buried his head in the table and said with surprise.
"It's similar to the symptoms Lao Liu had a few days ago! Not only will people have diarrhea for several days in a row after drinking it, but they will also feel weak all over and look pale."
Director Li briefly explained that Deputy Minister Pierce, who was damaging the government's image, must be caught and brought to justice. He also asked Uncle Liu with great concern.
"Old Liu, how is your health lately? You should be recovering well, right?"
Uncle Liu lowered his head and his voice was as weak as a mosquito.
"It's okay."
"Then you should be careful when sleeping in the future so that you don't catch a cold again."
Old Uncle Liu gritted his teeth and smiled sadly.
"Hey, okay."
Facing the looks he received from his colleagues, Old Uncle Liu clenched his fists in grief and anger, gritting his teeth to the extreme.
"This little bastard!"
Come to think of it, if Commissioner Huang was in front of him, the uncle would hang up Comrade Commissioner Huang and beat him without hesitation.
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Walking back to the hotel with Lao Wei Tang Monk, ah, along with the sound of cooking in full swing, the nostalgic slogans of the master chefs sounded again in the hotel's back kitchen.
"The Heavenly Dragon must win, the Heavenly Dragon must win!"
There are still three days left before the cooking competition starts, and all the hotel staff have finally returned to their posts once again.
This is the current situation of the hotel.
Master Sun leads the hotel's master chefs in the back kitchen, training hard.
Karl led all the hotel staff to start setting up the venue for the semi-finals.
The bartenders such as Brother Mao Zi and Chu Zifeng are rehearsing their bartending skills, preparing to perform during the semi-finals to add some buzz to the hotel.
Of course, Dao Ye originally planned to find someone from a dance troupe to dance a few dances directly, but then he thought about it and decided to forget it.
After all, the hotel's current ethics and things related to women's entertainment are better off.
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Walking into the noisy hotel lobby, Karl was instructing the hotel staff to hang banners for the competition and rearrange the tables and chairs on the first floor.
Mr. Liu is responsible for setting up the competition venue on the second floor of the hotel. The judges' seats, the chef's workbench, and the resting area for the guests must be prepared.
The seventh master and the fifth master went to buy raw materials that may be used in the competition. After all, as the organizer of the competition, the hotel also needs to provide the raw materials.
In the busy first floor of the hotel, Huang Xiaobei also saw the figures of many strangers in suits and leather shoes passing by.
After asking around, Huang Xiaobei found out that these people were from the Catering Association and were responsible for supervising the work progress of the hotel.
Looking at the busy hotel, Commissioner Huang and Tang Monk Weslin smiled slightly, and then the three brothers happily ran to a corner where no one could notice and started playing cards.
"Okay, okay, the waiters in our hotel are finally back, so we don't have to be so tired anymore. Come on, come on, touch two pokers."
"Xiao Bei, don't forget to get a work permit later. Master Dao said that everyone in the hotel must bring their work permit within two days of the semi-finals to give people a sense of standardization."
"Do you still have a work permit? Master Dao's treatment is quite formal. Come and come, don't talk about it, just play cards."
Commissioner Huang and the three of them were happily sitting in the corner playing poker.
Unfortunately, before the fight was over, a voice like a spring breeze sounded from the ears of the three of them.
"Senior, you are not allowed to play cards during working hours."
The expressions on the faces of Huang Xiaobei and the three of them darkened.
No need to ask them all to know which villain is standing behind them.
"Okay, okay, it's okay if I don't fight, it's grandma's card."
Throwing away the cards in their hands, Huang Xiaobei and the others stood up, cursing, and prepared to go somewhere else to be lazy and slippery.
Karl seemed to see that these three people had no intention of working hard at all. He slightly stretched out his hand to stop the three of them and said with a smile.
"Senior, I'm not here to discuss work with you, but the eldest lady and the chairman want you to go to the office on the third floor."
Huang Xiaobei and the others were stunned.
"The eldest lady and the Taoist are calling us? What are they doing?"
Carl smiled and shook his head.
"I don't know either, but you will know when you go there." (To be continued)