55 Compromise
Sending away strange foreign friends, He Guan'er sighed, thinking that she was only afraid that she would have to live in the same hotel as Mo Chunshan this night, and it would inevitably happen, which was really embarrassing, and it also made her extremely weak-hearted.
Fortunately, even if she sees Mo Chunshan now, she shouldn't have that weird dream that makes her sleep.
He Guaner comforted himself as he walked, and when he passed by the parking lot, he caught a glimpse of the off-road vehicle parked next to their car.
It was a big black Cherokee, coquettish, with ridiculously large wheels, two sizes larger than their business car, and the license plate of Qing A, the number was very ostentatious 98765, which was similar to someone's tens of millions of Bentley's license plate number.
He Guan'er estimated that it should be Mo Chunshan and Bob's car.
"Cut, no vision. He Wan'er muttered in a low voice, "It is said that it is a hard-core off-road result, and even Q7 can't do it, which is false and unworthy of the name." β
She still has a little research on cars, and also prefers off-road vehicles, and once watched a foreign video, a Cherokee and an Audi Q7 are connected by a rope, and the two cars are driving in different directions.
It is said that the Q7 should suffer from this kind of urban off-road, but the Cherokee lasted for more than ten seconds, and then was dragged all the way west by the Q7, losing so much that there was no scum left.
He Guaner watched the video at the time, and felt like seeing the scar-faced stranger selling knives under the overpass, and being beaten with his bare hands by a sick and delicate man in fine clothes and food, and he looked down on a car like the Cherokee from then on.
Yes, she complained about the car, but in fact, she was also venting her grievances against the owner, especially the four words that were false, He Guaner felt that it was simply an idiom specially customized for Mo Chunshan.
There was only the last ray of light left in the sunset, He Wan'er picked up his luggage and camera bag, and walked towards the hotel.
As soon as he saw He Guan'er, his face was full of annoyance: "Hey, the boss has no room, I can only sleep in a tent tonight, I'm here to tell you to bring something to keep out the cold." β
"What?" He Wan'er was stunned, "I see that there are few cars on the top of the mountain, why don't there be houses?"
The small hotel on the top of the hill was small, but it was still a whole two-story building, with a dozen rooms, and she counted four or five cars in the parking lot, so there should be no rooms.
The driver patted his forehead: "There are guests who have chartered four houses on the second floor, and in addition to those who drive up, there are also tourists who come up on foot, so the first floor is also full." It's also my fault that I lost my boss's phone number and didn't make an appointment in advance. I'm in the car tonight, and you can only live in a tent, but you're guilty. β
He Wan'er didn't care much. The top of the mountain is bitterly cold, and the accommodation is limited, but it is not impossible to solve it, for example, the innkeeper can rent a tent for camping, and she used to come to Niubei Mountain in the summer, which is the tent she lived in.
Soho and his party obviously complained about not being able to live in a room, and "personally" went to negotiate with the innkeeper to ask for at least two rooms for them, but the result was not satisfactory, and I heard that she almost quarreled with the boss.
When Soho came back, he complained angrily: "It's too much for someone to charter all the rooms upstairs and refuse to let them!"
He Wan'er was slightly stunned, and subconsciously felt that this one-story injustice should be Mo Chunshan.
She was secretly happy - she didn't have to go in and out of the same small hotel as Mo Chunshan, so why not live in a tent if she was wronged?
However, she underestimated the harshness of the environment in the highlands.
She was prepared for the bitter cold on the top of the mountain, and even warned Soho not to be too naΓ―ve, but she really didn't expect that there would be heavy snow this night.
The tent that He Waner and his entourage rented from the boss was set up at a shelter about ten meters away from the hotel, but the top of the hill was flat like a big dining table, even if there was a hotel to block the wind, it was still cold enough.
Xiaoguo, who lived in the same tent as He Wan'er, slept wrapped in a sleeping bag, but he was still shivering and sneezing several times.
He Wan'er was a little worried, and touched her forehead - fortunately, there was no fever, and it should be fine. However, if Xiaoguo is still living in a tent in the open air and freezing overnight, he will inevitably catch a cold.
And she also found that even if she was wrapped in a sleeping bag, the more she slept in this tent, the colder she slept, and after some inspection, she found that this tent was not very well sealed because it had been used too many times, and there was a small hole in the door curtain, which was difficult to lock in the temperature under the wind and snow.
He Wan'er sighed, and immediately went to see the tents of the two boys, and the result was the same situation, only the tent where Soho and the others lived were in a better condition.
Soho was very dissatisfied with being disturbed by He Wan'er, and shouted: "What are you doing?"
He Wan'er stared at her, his eyes dark. Soho originally had a fire in her belly, but when she saw her eyes, she was stunned and didn't dare to speak again.
Coming out of the tent area, He Guan'er stood in place and took a few deep breaths, looking at the brightly lit hotel more than ten meters away, and plunged into the snowstorm.
A few minutes later, she went up to the second floor of the hotel and stood in front of the door at the very back of the hallway, rubbing her cheeks with her cold hands, trying to soften her expression.
If you ask for someone, you have to have an attitude of asking for someone, even if the other party is a profiteer, an arrogant and lascivious capitalist, and an opportunistic opportunist......
He Wan'er gave Mo Chunshan a lot of titles in his heart, and finally knocked on the door.
She inquired downstairs just now, and the one who chartered the second floor was the guest who drove the Grand Cherokee, that is to say, Mo Chunshan and Bob, who chartered the four rooms upstairs.
This is a complete waste of resources, now Xiaoguo needs a room, if she asks for good words, there should still be a glimmer of hope.
Sure enough, it was Mo Chunshan who opened the door, and he didn't seem surprised at all when he saw He Wan'er, but just asked her: "Reporter He, what are you doing?"
He Wan'er tried his best to maintain a smile with eight teeth: "Mr. Mo, I really didn't expect to see you here." β
"There is no need to say more polite words," Mo Chunshan's expression was a little impatient, "You are smiling fakely." β
He Wan'er's face quickly stiffened, and he simply stopped smiling. She took a deep breath and explained the purpose of the trip: "A girl I was traveling with was very uncomfortable today, and the mat of the tent couldn't stop the cold of the snow, so ......"
Before she finished speaking, Mo Chunshan interrupted her with a cold voice: "I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request." β
After that, the door is closed.
He Wan'er was in a hurry, and hurriedly rushed over and held down the door to prevent him from closing, but because of too much force, almost the weight of the whole person fell on the door.
Mo Chunshan was originally closing the door with one hand, but she slammed the door out of her hand, and the door smashed against the wall, and with a clang, Mo Chunshan was forced to take two steps back.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and let go of the door, otherwise he was afraid that his hands would be smashed by the door.
"Are you going to break in?" Mo Chunshan put his arms in the environment, and his voice became colder and colder.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was in a bit of a hurry. He Wan'er was busy apologizing, and he didn't dare to make eye contact with Mo Chunshan at all.
She knew that her behavior was a little reckless, but thinking of Xiaoguo's pale face and curled up appearance, she forced herself to look up: "I know that Mr. Mo, you are two people, four rooms, can you let my companion live here?" I will compensate you for the room fee." β
Mo Chunshan didn't answer, but He Wan'er knew that he was mostly slandering - you see uncle, I look like a person who lacks a few hundred yuan in room fees?
Sure enough, Mo Chunshan didn't pay attention to her at all, but he was disdainful, and his face was already impatient.
Fortunately, the embarrassing silence didn't last long, and after a few seconds, Mo Chunshan opened his mouth: "The hotel here is too simple, the sound insulation is too poor, I don't want people around the room to affect my rest, after all, you are rude and like to cause trouble, and your companion is probably the same." β
"What do you mean? Even if you have an opinion about me, you can't say that about me. He Wan'er blurted out, and suddenly felt as if he had overlooked something.
"Isn't it?" Mo Chunshan raised his eyebrows, "You trespassed into the C1 construction site without authorization, causing Tongcheng Road and Bridge to lose more than 500,000 yuan due to breach of contract and nest workers, and 120,000 yuan to overturn my red wine, with a total price of more than 670,000 yuan, and you didn't say a word of sorry." β
When He Wan'er heard the words "six hundred and seventy thousand", he jumped back in fright, and Mo Chunshan took advantage of her retreat and quickly closed the door.
He Wan'er woke up like a dream, and hurriedly pounced: "Wait a little longer." β
However, it was too late, the door in front of him still closed quickly, and the pair of cold eyes behind the door were obviously sarcastic at this time, which made He Wan'er a little hysterical.
Annoyed, she pounded on the wooden door in front of her, kicked it, and shouted, "Isn't it great to be rich?"
A few seconds later, she clearly heard Mo Chunshan's response behind the door: "That's right." β
Well, Mo Chunshan is right about one thing, the sound insulation of this hotel is indeed too poor.
wanted to find a room for Xiaoguo to live in, but because of the previous trouble, he had no position to talk to Mo Chunshan again, He Guaner was very aggrieved, and went downstairs by picking the wooden handrail of the stairs all the way, and wanted to scold him and didn't know what to scold, so he held back a dirty word for a long time: "Your grandma has a leg." β
"What legs?"
The cheerful and eccentric male voice came into his ears, and the corners of He Guaner's eyes trembled, and as soon as he looked down, he saw Bob with wet hair, a short-sleeved T plus shorts, hairy calves under the shorts, and a lot of leg hair like wearing woolen pants.
Bob was walking up with a basin, and when he met He Wan'er, he laughed unabashedly: "It's you, beauty." β
He Wan'er frowned and reminded him: "It's best not to wash your hair and take a bath when you first arrive in the plateau, it's very annoying if you have a cold." β
"But the public bath is interesting. Bob replied, then asked, "Do you live here too?"
He Wan'er was listless, but when he heard Bob's question, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Mo Chunshan is really not easy to deal with, she has offended him again and again, so that she can't raise her head in front of him. However, this Bob man is very enthusiastic! The two of them live in four rooms, and Mo Chunshan refuses to let the room, but there is still Bob.
He Guan'er seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and hurriedly told Bob about Xiaoguo's situation in a few words.
Bob was still a little embarrassed when he knew He Wan'er's request, he pointed to the location upstairs, a little scrupled: "You know, my friend has a bad temper. β
"I promise my friend that you won't be disturbed," He Wan'er swore to the sky, "just a little girl, shy and quiet." β
Bob was really much easier to talk to, and after a little thought, he agreed to He Guan'er's request, but still said: "I was also afraid of noise, but in order to thank you for your delicious hot pot, let your friend move to the room next to me." β
He Waner didn't expect that he had a good relationship with a box of small hot pot, and he almost cried with joy.
Afraid that things would change for a long time, He Guaner immediately went back to help Xiaoguo move things over after getting Bob's consent, tiptoeing throughout the whole process for fear of alarming Mo Chunshan, but fortunately, after placing Xiaoguo, the door of Mo Chunshan's room was also quiet, and the big guy with no iceberg face jumped out to accuse He Guaner of not paying his debts.
After everything was done, He Guan'er breathed a long sigh of relief, told Xiaoguo to say goodbye and good night after resting, and turned around and went downstairs.
Bob, who was next door, opened the door and called out to her: "Beauty, don't you live with your friends?"
He Wan'er was so startled by his loud voice that he almost jumped up, and subconsciously turned around to Bob with a "shhhh β
Just kidding, she would rather be cold than live door-to-door with Mo Chunshan, she still wants to live a few more years, she doesn't want to be angry or scared to death so early.
After speaking, Fei also seemed to go downstairs, moving quickly but not making a sound. Bob was dumbfounded until He Wan'er went downstairs and disappeared into the hallway.