Meng Jiu'an was stunned for a moment, and then he hugged Yu Changle on his lap after kissing him and running away.
"You kissed me first. It doesn't make sense for you to kiss me and not for me, right?"
The longer he spent with Yu Changle, the more Meng Jiuan showed his childish side, and became more and more adept at acting coquettishly.
Yu Changle, who was tightly held in her arms, blushed. This Meng Jiu'an was getting bolder and bolder. She defended:
"It was a Western etiquette to express my gratitude to you for opening a letter of introduction for me."
Meng Jiuan's eyes were full of affection and he smiled fondly:
"Then I also want to express my gratitude to you, thank you for coming to me, thank you for being my wife, and thank you for bringing me so much happiness."
Before Yu Changle could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.
Different from the violent storm last time, this time his lips moved gently on hers, as if telling his endless love. Every touch made her body tremble slightly, as if there was a wave of The warmth spread from her lips throughout her body, completely surrounding her and making her irresistible.
Under the eaves outside the window, a gust of autumn wind blew by, accompanied by the ethereal and melodious sound of wind chimes, and the golden color fell on the ground.
...
The matters at hand have been dealt with, and Yu Changle is going to find Jiang Yu at the Jinbo Hotel today.
If he just finished the things he had to deal with in Jinbo, he could set off for Yangcheng with her. If he hadn't finished his work yet, Yu Changle planned to set off alone.
After all, for her, who often traveled alone in her previous life, going to Yangcheng alone was not scary. She was more concerned about going late and delaying the sales period of winter clothes.
This is the first time she has come to Jinbo Hotel, the most luxurious foreign-related hotel in Jinbo City. Its high-end luxury can be seen just from the appearance.
On Central Street, which is generally a gray two-story building, a six-story building that takes up half of the street stands majestically. The exterior walls are painted with off-white paint, and each room has Iron flower stands are installed under the windowsills, filled with pink bougainvillea trees, with lush flowers and leaves. The entire wall is like a beautiful oil painting.
The door of the hotel is opened to a width of five meters, and you can see the splendid decoration inside from across the street.
Ordinary working-class people will not have the opportunity to take a step forward all year round. After all, the consumer prices inside are scary to say the least.
But for Yu Changle, who is used to staying in high-end hotels, this doesn't feel intimidating anymore.
She calmly walked to the front desk, reported the room number Jiang Yu left for her, and asked the front desk to help contact Jiang Yu. After going downstairs, she leisurely sat in a booth on the side of the lobby and waited for him.
What she didn't notice was that the location of this booth actually belonged to the coffee shop of Jinbo Hotel.
There are fewer Chinese people drinking coffee at this time, and even those who have money to stay at the Jinbo Hotel rarely go to coffee shops to spend money. Most Chinese people have a natural restraint on such foreign-style imported products.
This cafe is mainly prepared for foreign guests. The waiters usually serve foreigners, so naturally they can speak some simple foreign languages, which makes them feel more advanced.
At this moment, I saw a little girl sitting down casually. After observing her for a while, I didn't see her looking like she was taking an order. The waitress in the cafe had a little displeasure on her eyebrows.
But the hotel's service system was there, and she didn't dare to really show off her face and chase people away, so she walked over with her chin raised to "provide help":
"Hello, what would you like to drink?"
Yu Changle felt that the service at Jinbo Hotel was pretty good. As soon as she sat down, someone came to inquire. She smiled and said:
"Just give me a glass of water, thank you."
The waiter sneered in his heart, he turned out to be an old hater!
Do you think you can sit for free without paying if you order water?
She put a trademark smile on her face and said at the top of her voice:
"Okay, we have imported mineral water and domestic mineral water here. The prices are different. Which one do you want?"
Yu Changle thought about it and realized that this was not a warm service provided by Jinbo Hotel, but a chargeable item.
She was rich, but she didn't want to be taken advantage of. Instead of drinking boiled water at home, she went to the most luxurious hotel in the city to drink mineral water. Anyway, she couldn't tell the difference.
"Then no, thank you."
The waiter showed an expected mocking expression on his face, and his tone became much colder:
"I'm sorry, miss, this place you are sitting is a consumption place. If you don't want to consume, please sit somewhere else."
Under the "kind reminder" from the waiter, Yu Changle noticed the word "café" written on the bar next to her. Although the other party's blatant words to drive people away were a bit uncomfortable, this was their rules and regulations, and she also Not being an unreasonable person, he quickly stood up apologetically.
Just as he was about to walk to the gate to wait for Jiang Yu, he suddenly heard a loud taunt in Chinese and English coming from behind him:
"Hmph, I told you, it's Beggar again."
Yu Changle thought he heard wrongly, and turned his head in disbelief, just in time to see the waitress who had just served him talking to another waiter, and her gaze was unabashedly focused on her.
She never expected that the first English sentence she heard when she was reborn in the 1980s would be someone calling her a beggar? !
I originally thought that the quality of the waiters in high-end hotels would be higher, but unfortunately they just have higher standards. How dare you look down on your compatriots after parroting a few words?
Yu Changle turned around and walked up to the waiter, staring at her intently and looking her up and down, which made her panic and couldn't help but ask:
"What are you looking at?"
"I'm watching a joke about a saleswoman who sells luxury goods and thinks she's a luxury product too, and even coffee isn't a luxury at all."
(I was watching a joke about a salesperson selling luxury goods who thought he was a luxury product. Even coffee was not considered a luxury product at all.)
"So ashamed of you."
(I'm so ashamed of you.)
This series of fluent English and standard spoken language made the waitress's heart tremble. Could it be that she had misjudged her? Could this little girl be an overseas Chinese?
Although she didn't understand what the little girl said at all, she was sure that the other party must have understood what she said when she called her a beggar.
The waitress's face turned green with fear. If a foreign guest complained, the hotel would fire her immediately.
You must know how rare job opportunities are in Jinbo Hotel. The salary is high and the working environment is good, not to mention that it is an external department such as a coffee shop that is extremely leisurely. You only need to learn a few simple coffee names to deal with foreign guests. When ordering food, you can get a lot of tips. Not to mention the value of those colorful foreign currencies, their scarcity is enough to make her highly sought after in her circle of friends.
"So...sorry!sorry!"
(Yes...I'm sorry! I'm sorry!)
