Xiao Ling ran to the yard.

It was a flower pot in the front building, which fell into a freshly built flower bed and broke into pieces.

The flowers that had been planted were rammed back into the harder ground before they could bud.

Xiao Ling looked up, it was the third floor, the last room, room 301.

The pots were originally placed on the windowsill. On the outside of the windowsill in each room, there is enough space for a flower pot.

And these pots and flowers have only been put in place in the past few days.

It should have been touched by a guest.

Looking at the wall full of guests looking around, Xiao Ling suddenly felt a little better.

Yes, there are so many things to do, how can I continue to be so sick?

The immediate priority was to appease the guests in Room 301 and to bring all the flower pots on the windowsill into the room.

After all, the safety of the hotel is still very important.

Thinking so, Xiao Ling walked back, and when he passed by the kitchen, he took a big sip of the bitter medicine on the table.

This medicine, in addition to being good for headaches, is also useful for calming down.

Xiao Ling climbed the third floor with difficulty.

On the stairs, there are mobile phones and cameras, and the old resident camera man is also among them.

Xiao Ling walked over, and the mobile phone cameras automatically gave way.

Very professional.

Xiao Ling ignored them. After all, the days of being watched by cameras are not unexperienced.

This scene, compared to the last time, is too small.

It's just that Xiao Ling climbed up the stairs, and he was much more tired than the last few times.

And the lame some of them fought together......

It's just that this time it was a leg pain, and this time it was a headache.

But it's good that it hurts, and the pain comes out of experience, and this time I can count the stairs.

It didn't take long for Xiao Ling to successfully overcome the pain and stand at the staircase on the third floor.

Third floor, more phones and cameras. You don't have to look to know that the cameras in the back have followed.

Not a long hallway with cameras on both sides. Those who followed from behind also rushed to the front, retreating and shooting all the way.

Xiao Ling didn't care about it, his head hurt like this, and he could still climb up, and he admired himself for a while.

Without resting, Xiao Ling walked to 301, the door of the room was open, and two little girls stood at the door.

There was an air of horror on his face.

"I'm sorry, boss, how much is this flower pot, it's included in our room fee."

"You're all right." Xiaoling cares more about customers. "No one hurts."

In case the customer is hurt and scared, go to the online complaint hotel, it will not be worth the loss.

How much is a flower pot, and a bad review is not a matter of money.

"It's okay, it's okay. We felt that the room was a bit stuffy, and when we opened the window, we didn't notice that the flower pots were open. The little girl stuck out her tongue.

"yes, the last time we came, we didn't have this pot, so we didn't even notice." Oh, it's a regular customer.

"I'll take a look at the windowsill." If you don't go in and take a look, Xiao Ling won't feel at ease.

"It's fine." The two little girls said so, but they still let the proprietress in.

Sure enough, there's nothing to see.

The empty windowsill is the same as before the flower pot. There wasn't even a flower pot on the windowsill. Also, when I just put it up, it hasn't even rained, so there's no way to form a mark.

Xiao Ling poked out the window. The pot, smashed to the ground and shattered into three pieces.

Except for a little fright, there should be no substantial damage to the guests.

Xiao Ling looked left and right at the windowsill.

It seems that it makes sense to add black or colored iron shelves outside the windowsills of those Internet celebrity homestays on the Internet.

After all, placing the flower pot in the iron shelf outside the window does not take up space on the window sill, and can strengthen the flower pot.

So that there would be no such shock as it is today.

Xiao Ling saw that there was nothing wrong, and it was not good to affect the rest of the guests.

On the way out of the room, I glanced at the guest's luggage. Well, in addition to the case and bag, the most conspicuous thing is the tripod - two cameras, one recording one, and one lampshade...... What a professional anchor this is.

Well, can I also come to a group? Do you want to promote the inn on my own in the future?

While thinking, he walked out the door.

Xiao Ling turned his head to comfort the guests again, and said to the other guests, first move the flower pot to the ground so as not to fall off.

If a flower pot falls, it will cause such a big movement, and if one or two more falls, it will be even more troublesome.

What's more, I'm not so comfortable now, and I don't have that much energy to care about this.

The cameras nodded, and the cameras didn't move, still pointing their lenses at the boss.

Xiao Ling didn't move one by one, after all, there are some old customers among them, and they are basically still obedient.

Xiao Ling returned to the first floor, and the old camera man on the second floor also followed.

There are also one or two other sets of cameras.

"Is your work published?" Xiao Ling asked the old camera man, it was the one who lived for several days.

The old camera man didn't say anything, just nodded. Hey, isn't this man unable to speak, whenever he stands behind the camera, he almost doesn't say a word, just concentrates on recording what is happening in front of the camera.

"Where?" Xiao Ling wanted to see it.

The old camera man was silent.

This...... If there is no interaction, how can you communicate?

Xiao Ling looked at the other two cameras left and right, but no one responded.

Xiao Ling could only solve it by herself. I just wanted to sit down, stood up again, went to the kitchen, and washed some hot water.

It's so bitter. It's almost choking Xiao Ling's eyes out.

Xiao Ling returned to the computer.

Today's business is not over.

That broken privilege is invalid, is that money still in Daddy's card? Or rather, it's only half of the failure, but it's actually returned to the system, and it doesn't have time to get to your card......

It's beautiful to think about, but it's always about the better, isn't it?

Also, the broken system says that "a new guest" is coming to check in today.

It's obviously not this string of new guests upstairs, it should be from the back floor.

There was no movement in the back building 202 yesterday...... Or maybe they're sick and haven't heard anything new, but they don't know what they're doing now. And what about the new "guests".

Although this is a matter of night, it is important to prepare early.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling turned around and twisted the flashlight, well, the power should still be enough.

Just in case, let's find the big battery-type lamp, and at least make sure you come back safely.

After being busy for a while, Xiao Ling turned on the system.

Click on the Finance tab...... Uh, how can this be, how can it only be so much...... It's almost the cost of the little ghost and the old camera man.

Could it be that this broken privilege has not even completed a data rollback?

What is this all about?

Xiao Ling wanted to drop the keyboard a little. But the thought of having at least three or four cameras pointed at him right now endures it.

The new "guest" hasn't come yet, and the privilege has collapsed again, and the old camera man has ignored me after asking him, so I'll go find it myself.

Xiao Ling opened a famous Xiaopo station - generally speaking, this station will be easier to become popular, and he also prefers to watch videos on this Xiaopo station.

What to search for?

Aoyama Inn? - What I found was a bunch of old videos from before;

Haunted inn? - It is actually explaining the old news of the 70s of the last century in a certain island country;

Flowerpot? - Sure enough, I found a bunch of flower pots, hahahaha

……

Xiao Ling even wanted to give him a blank look. Really angry.