Shen Dapeng put his palms against the window glass, wondering how the cat climbed to the sixth floor. He also wondered, does the cat really have nine lives? How dare it play at a height of nearly 20 meters!
He slowly walked out of the bedroom. His parents were angry earlier than him and had already washed up. His father was listening to the morning news and reading the newspaper carefully.
My mother was busy in the kitchen. There were too many leftovers from last night, so it was a waste, so I had to eat the leftovers. However, the newly cooked gruel was splashing in the pot, and it looked very appetizing.
"Dapeng is awake? Go wash up and eat right away!"
"Okay!" After answering his mother's words, Shen Dapeng went to wash up obediently. After washing his hair, he happened to face the mirror. He saw a young face that he was already familiar with. His hair was much longer than in high school, and he could already make several hairstyles.
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Shen Dapeng was boringly recalling the hairstyle he had in his thirties in his previous life. He casually made a standard, professional 37%. Looking at the extremely mismatched cheeks and hairstyle in the mirror, he felt funny and hurriedly messed up the original hairstyle.
Weird hairstyle covering eyebrows and ears.
Sure enough, every age group has its own unique temperament. Even if he is mentally mature, his youthful temperament still does not match his mature hairstyle and dress. It seems that he needs to get a younger hairstyle.
After eating, Shen Dapeng continued his habit of exercising, walking and jogging all the way, and arrived at Yuanmeng Hotel calmly. The distance from home to the hotel was several kilometers, but when he arrived at the door of the hotel, he was stunned.
I wasn't breathing heavily, but my eyebrows, eyelashes, and temples were already covered with a layer of hoarfrost formed by breathing.
Running a few kilometers in the morning at a temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero would probably be regarded as crazy in the eyes of ordinary people, but Shen Dapeng has long been used to it. After the morning run, not only did he not feel cold, but there were still beads of sweat on his back.
Neither his aunt nor Wang Yuying called him. He just wanted to come over and see the Wang sisters. The scene of Wang Xueying being slapped yesterday was still vivid in his mind. He was afraid that Wang Xueying would do something excessive.
Entering the hotel lobby, the lobby manager recognized Shen Dapeng at a glance and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Liu didn't come today. Do you want to eat or rest?"
"I'm looking for you, Mr. Wang. She is in the private room on the top floor, right?"
"That's right! Mr. Wang is on the top floor, but... the top floor is a private place. Outsiders are not allowed to go up there without the consent of Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu! But..."
The lobby manager kept watching Shen Dapeng's expression changes. When he saw Shen Dapeng frowning, he immediately changed his tune and said, "But you are Mr. Liu's nephew, and you are definitely not an outsider. I have the key to the top-floor elevator, and I will take you up!"
"Okay!" This time Shen Dapeng did not refuse the lobby manager's kindness.
The elevator requires a separate key card to lead to the top floor. After swiping the card, the elevator runs smoothly upwards. The moment the elevator door opens, there are two waiters standing at the small bar at the entrance to the top floor. Their appearance and temperament are better than the ordinary waiters downstairs.
Excellent, private use of better talents is no different from the Zhu family in the past.
"Mr. Shen, you are busy, I'm going downstairs."
"Okay, go ahead." Shen Dapeng glanced sideways at the badge of the lobby manager, Deng Xinhui!
In fact, judging from her age, appearance, personality, and how she treats people, Deng Xinhui is quite suitable for the position of lobby manager, but her careful thinking in watching people order dishes is not worthy of praise.
"Hello, sir, are you looking for Mr. Wang? Have you made an appointment in advance?" A handsome boy walked out of the bar, wearing an ordinary uniform, but with a better figure than Shen Dapeng, with short, fluffy hair, angular cheeks, and a neat smile.
The teeth and smile make people feel comfortable just looking at them.
"There is no appointment, you can go and ask for me! Just say...Shen Dapeng is looking for her!"
"Okay, wait a moment!" The handsome boy walked back to the bar and muttered a few words to another waitress.
The waitress came out of the bar and passed by Shen Dapeng. She nodded politely and smiled, "Mr. Shen, you can go to the side area to have a rest. Just give me whatever instructions you need."
"Have a glass of water!"
"Give Mr. Shen a glass of water!"
The waitress gave instructions and then entered the guest room area on the top floor.
Shen Dapeng went to the bar and took the initiative to take the white water in the glass. Facing the sunlight shining in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the white water was transparent and clean, and there was no stain on the glass. It was obvious that the waiter paid great attention to the details.
I was bored for a while, so I walked around and checked, and found that the decoration pattern was basically the same as when the Zhu family was running the business, except that some newer decorations had been replaced. No wonder, the top floor was the place where the Zhu family specially entertained bigwigs from all over the world, and the decoration design was definitely
They will find top designers, and apart from the smallest details, there is not much room for modification.
After a while, the waitress came back, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Wang, please come in!"
"Thank you!" Shen Dapeng thanked him politely, returned the water glass to the bar, and walked towards the bakery area inside.
The waitress kept watching Shen Dapeng's back disappearing around the corner, then returned to the bar. Curiously, she turned to the handsome boy and said, "Mr. Wang actually asked a boy to go to her room. This has never happened before. Guess... you...
Who is the sloppy boy?”
"Sloppy? I think she looks okay! It's just that her hair is a little longer, she's not as tall as me, she's not as handsome as me, and her smile isn't as bright as mine, but everything else is fine!"
The boy named Doudou fiddled with his hair narcissistically, and the waitress gave him a look of disdain.
"You are so narcissistic! People who are not handsome can enter Mr. Wang's room. Why don't you go in and give it a try? See if Mr. Wang doesn't fire you! Ah!!"
The waitress suddenly screamed, so frightened that the glass in the boy's hand almost dropped to the ground, "What are you doing, you scared me...ah!!"
The boy turned around and suddenly shouted, "First, sir, you haven't gone in yet?"
It turned out that Shen Dapeng did not go far, but stood at the side of the bar at some point. He was looking at the two of them with a smile, "It's okay, I just wanted to ask which room Mr. Wang is in. You didn't tell me just now!"
"888! This has always been Mr. Wang's exclusive room, please go away slowly!" The boy had just secretly said that Shen Dapeng was not as good as him. Now he was so frightened that he could barely speak, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Shen Dapeng.
"Thank you!" Shen Dapeng turned around and was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step forward, he turned back, straightened his back and stood next to the boy, gestured at their heights, grinned with his teeth bared, and nodded affirmatively.
"I'm not as tall as you, nor as handsome as you, but you are great!" He said and patted the boy's shoulder encouragingly.
It's okay not to slap him. After these few palms, the boy was nervous for a moment and the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Shen Dapeng reacted quickly and picked it up and gave it back to him.