The lobby of the Crown Hotel has never been so large that it is easy to identify them.

They don't pretend, passers-by can recognize them at a glance, they are authentic farmers.

Wearing old cotton clothes, old cotton shoes and pestles in place, there are amazements, hesitations, and fears.

Because this place is too foreign to each of them.

The lobby manager had a headache at this time, and when Zhang Hao wanted to book a room, he didn't say that it was a group of farmers.

The money has been paid, and the people have come, so I won't drive them all out.

The lobby manager waved to Zhang Hao from afar, asking them to hurry upstairs, don't be in a daze there, and affect the image of the hotel.

Over the next few days, more than 30 peasants would come and go in and out of the hotel with impunity, because they paid and deserved the service.

The lobby manager couldn't say anything, he was afraid that something would happen to this group of ignorant farmers.

Zhang Hao understood what he meant, and took the villagers to the direction of the elevator.

There were four elevators upstairs, and the villagers were carrying large bags of clothes and props in their hands, all of which were blocked at the elevator door.

They looked at the numbers displayed on the small display and silently said 3, 2, 1......

They couldn't wait to sit down, this was the first time they had ever sat down.

"Director Zhang, I heard that taking the elevator feels like going to heaven, is it?" the woman asked.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly: "You will know if you experience it." ”

Ding dong~

The elevator reached the first floor, and as soon as the door opened, the people inside were excited.

What's going on?

The woman in the long red sweater walked out of the crowd with squinted eyes, and the two young men smiled at the villagers, and smiled very reluctantly.

They walked quickly, in a hurry, in a hurry to draw a line with the villagers.

A lie down the elevator will definitely not be able to sit up, respectively, Zhang Hao, Ran Xiaotian, Kong Zhishu, and Zhang Guihua will take a few people to go up in shifts and gather in front of the door on the eleventh floor.

The elevator doors were closed one by one, and the villagers were frightened, as if they were going to eat people when they opened their mouths.

An unlucky young woman, wearing heavy makeup, wears the same clothes in winter as in summer, for fear that the exposure will not be complete.

She came up from the first floor and happened to run into the villagers.

She tried her best to stick to the elevator, for fear that the peasants would be next to her and get some unpleasant smell, because she was deliberately dressed up today to make an appointment with a big boss to do something.

Only when the big boss is well served, can the contract be followed.

The villagers had no intention of getting involved with her.

When an aunt saw her hideous expression, she thought she was frozen.

The aunt said enthusiastically: "Oh, girl, why don't you wear pants? ”

The young woman was at a loss, she didn't dare to get angry, and she didn't dare to show her disgust too obviously, the elevator was full of aunts, isolated.

She tried to refuse, but the aunt was too enthusiastic, not only hugged her to keep warm, rubbed her white and tender legs with both hands, smiled and raised her head and asked, "Girl, is it warmer?"

In desperation, the woman had to get off the elevator early.

"Girl, come into the house and get warm. Before leaving, the aunt didn't forget to care about two sentences.

After the woman stepped out of the elevator, her face was angry, she smelled all over her body, and she always felt that there was something smelling.

I took the perfume out of my bag and sprayed and sprayed and sprayed and ......sprayed and

Ren Ran felt that the smell on her body could not meet the needs of the big boss now, and the contract was afraid that it would be cold.

……

Ding dong!

The eleventh floor arrived.

Zhang Hao counted, one no more, one no less.

"Director Zhang, there are carpets on the ground, soft!"

The villagers unconsciously stepped on it a few more times, and they were in a good mood.

Zhang Hao opened the door with the room card and let the villagers choose their own rooms.

Wow~

One by one, their eyes widened.

Reaching out and touching everywhere, the woman gently sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch the quilt.

The texture is so good.

I moved it gently, and the elasticity was so good.

Turn on the lights in the bathroom.

It's exactly the same as the one on TV, it's all inlaid with gold, it's too high-end.

How can a TV be embedded in a wall?

The woman looked left and right for a long time, but she didn't understand.

Living in it, they get nervous, what if the quilt gets dirty, what if the cup breaks, what if the sofa collapses?......

A series of questions came to mind, and finally they sat down on the edge of the bed with their hands folded in silence.

Zhang Hao was afraid that they would be restrained by the sudden luxury, so he informed them from room to room: "You can sleep at ease, it's okay to be restless, I'm here." ”

Director Zhang's words are worth a thousand gold.

The villagers let go slightly, turned on the blinding headlights, looked for the switch of the TV for half the day, and tried the bath bomb in the bathroom, which was too unfamiliar.

Zhang Hao troubled Zhang Guihua and Ran Xiaotian to go to the woman's room to demonstrate.

His exact words were: "If it doesn't work once, it will be done a second time, until the church folks are taught." ”

Zhang Guihua is okay, as a village cadre, she should have this responsibility, and Ran Xiaotian has no responsibility and is also used by Zhang Hao as a free laborer.

It took nearly two hours, and the villagers finally learned how to use the key card to open the door, how to turn on the TV, how to put hot water, how to use the flush toilet?......

Ran Xiaotian was physically and mentally exhausted and went directly to his room on the seventh floor to sleep.

The eighty-year-old man sat on the sofa in the presidential suite, his face slightly unhappy.

He said to Zhang Hao: "Xiao Zhang, what kind of hotel is this? This is the imperial palace, now it is socialism, we should support the party and the government, isn't living in this kind of place taking the feudal road?

Zhang Hao looked confused, he just lived in a hotel, but he had risen to such a height, it was difficult for him to answer.

Uncle is eighty years old, a person born in 1937, from the remnants of feudalism, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the establishment of New China, and the exploration and development of socialism, and his ideological baggage is also worth understanding.

Zhang Hao's repeated persuasion was just sleeping, and the other bigwigs and leaders were sleeping, including the leaders of the central government, who were also staying in hotels.

"The leader also lives in such a room?" the uncle asked suspiciously.

Zhang Hao nodded affirmatively and told him that now it is a market economy, and the service industry must meet people's needs, so the setting of the hotel is also in line with the development of the socialist market economy.

also rose to such a height, the uncle slowly let down his guard, and he still kept muttering: "You can't engage in feudalism, you have to use the party and the state government." ”

The uncle's thinking lagged behind for decades, and Zhang Hao couldn't forcibly instill the contemporary social appearance into him, so he could only follow his wishes.

"No, no, uncle, as a village cadre, I know what to do and what not to do. ”

"That's good. The uncle lay on the bed, it was warm and comfortable, and he immediately smiled.

After Kong Zhishu finished packing his things, he walked up to Zhang Hao and asked in a low voice: "How much did you spend? Is the money enough? ”

Zhang Hao was very touched that Kong Zhishu could understand, and understanding was more important than anything else.