This gust of wind is blowing hard enough, and in just a few days, I have received a call from Wang Ba's side. He said that the company's travel agency cooperated with me in a business that was stopped by several directors at the top of the company.

The reason is very simple, there is news that the registration of Lotto Lakeview Inn violates the provisions of the Company Law in a sense, and if the matter is smaller, it is that the company with me as a legal person has no ability to perform the contract; To put it more broadly, the formation of the company itself may be illegal, and if people with ill intentions say that I am illegally absorbing public funds, I will not be able to argue.

I originally planned to clarify with Uncle Wei, but Wang Ba said that Uncle Wei went abroad yesterday and would not be able to come back until next month, which made me completely in a dilemma.

Wang Ba said that the relevant authorities have probably begun to investigate me, asking me if I have offended some mysterious person, and telling me to be careful recently.

He said that if there was a situation on his side, he would call me as soon as possible, which made me feel a little warm in the harsh winter.

I went up to the roof of the building alone, lying on the sky-blue daughter wall and looking out at the South Lake, and I felt a kind of indescribable sadness in my heart.

Nanhu is always silently presented in front of me with an eternal attitude, and all the ups and downs and strong winds and winds can be accepted with an inclusive attitude. But I can't seem to do it at all.

When I am lost, I always feel homesick and think of my elderly parents.

Ever since that last text from my dad, I've been afraid to talk to my family on the phone.

I knew that my gray-haired parents were waiting for me to go back, waiting for me to bring my beloved daughter-in-law to them, and they must have saved up enough strength to help me take care of the children. But I didn't have the ability to achieve all this, let alone the courage to face it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to call home. It's been a long time since I've heard my mother's voice, and my parents have never contacted me because they were worried about disturbing my work.

During the Qingming Festival, I went to He Peng's grave and burned an iPhone for him. However, I haven't burned a single piece of paper in the deserted tomb in my hometown.

When I was young, I was still frozen in the endless wheat fields in Pingchuan. But the years are like a sickle, the moment it is wielded, about my childhood and the past, it is inevitable to fall on the hot field. My father, a devout farmer, planted hope in the field and would be disappointed in the harvest year after year. Many years have passed, and the land is still vast and fertile, but the pious farmer has hunched over.

He was not sad, after all, I did not work like him, in the land that he loved in this life. In my father's eyes, I have always been excellent, so good that in this life, I don't need to deal with the yellow earth.

But when I escaped from this land that nourished me, escaped from the barriers of many feelings, I found that I suddenly appeared in another strange land, where every inch of land has nothing to do with me, applause does not belong to me, applause does not belong to me, only tears and sweat belong to me.

The city is not cold, and the feelings here are not false, but the crops I am about to harvest are always subject to sudden hail strikes.

My father, one day, will fall asleep in the land he loves in this life, and he will be like a child who needs to be cared for, and he will need my care from time to time.

I don't know how the reunion my mother longed for will appear in the following years.

I stood upstairs and watched the scenery, and the South Lake gave me another layer of emotion, which was homesickness.

With indescribable mixed feelings, I dialed the familiar and unfamiliar phone. It was a long time before the phone was connected, and my mother whispered on the phone, "Who?" ”

When she heard that it was me, she hid her joy, pretended to be calm and asked me if I had eaten, and asked me if I was very busy with work recently, whether I had enough money to spend, and she asked me to wear warm clothes, and there were snowflakes at home last night. My gentle mother, she may not know that Xi'an is already full of flowers and green trees at this moment.

In Xi'an, it is a season of tourists, and the people in the city wear colorful and expensive clothes, walk through the picturesque parks, and all smiles are like flowers. It's just that my hometown is still cold, and my mother still hasn't forgotten to remind me to wear more clothes when it's cold.

My father, who seemed to be very leisurely, went to the square to play chess, and he went every day. Perhaps only I understood that the other side of the square was the only way for me to go home, and he must have been waiting for me to come back, trying to shorten the distance between him and me as much as possible. It was the deep longing of an elderly father, never expressed in any words, but only the uninterrupted waiting day after day, silent and great.

When I hung up the phone, my mother asked me if I would go home for the Chinese New Year this year. I said that it was still early before the Chinese New Year, and that I would go back as much as I could when the time came.

She said that if I came back, would Miss Li be with me?

"Yes, definitely!" I say.

"That's good, that's good!" The mother repeated it many times before she reluctantly hung up the phone.

No matter how big the wind and rain in this world, home will always be a warm haven. All grievances and losses, the moment they hear their mother's voice, will become insignificant.

After the call, my mood quickly improved.

sent a WeChat message to Li Xin and asked her if she was off work.

She quickly replied to me, saying that she had just come out of the company, and she said that Uncle Li had come back from the mountains today, and she planned to cook a few dishes at home in the evening, and let me go over to eat together.

I asked if it was appropriate to go in the past, and Li Xin asked me to do it at will.

It was dark unconsciously, and I could finally go downstairs with a smile on my face, and the little dimple and the little tiger tooth didn't know that someone was deliberately picking on the thorn for the time being, so it was easy to deal with everything.

Today, Ctrip's verification volume is five orders, and two customers on Taobao have already made a reservation call, saying that they are on a night plane, and asked the inn if they can arrange a pick-up?

Little dimple told them very professionally that the inn does not have the conditions for airport pick-up, they can take the airport bus to Xi'an Hotel, and the inn will pick them up at Xi'an Hotel as much as possible.

After listening to Dimple say this, a new question arises, can we pick up every customer in the future?

Foreign-related hotels occupy an innate advantage, and Lotto Lakeview Inn can only gain a firm foothold in the market if the service is meticulous, which will be a difficult thing, and I need time to demonstrate its feasibility.

Lao Han took the initiative to ask Ying to pick up people at the Xi'an Hotel, he opened Chen Wei's Wuling Hongguang, and after sending me to the TV Tower, he went north along Chang'an Road in high spirits.

A person who is spiritually and materially wealthy, understands the world, advances and retreats wisely, and Lao Han's pure heart and few desires are presented in another form.

I bought a bottle of Xifeng wine in the convenience store at the entrance of the community and went upstairs, many things, let's talk after three rounds of drinking, Uncle Li should understand my situation!