"Little sister, do you still have a room?" Pete leaned on the marble table at the hotel front desk and slapped his passport and two ID cards in the waitress's hand.

The waitress opened Pete's passport and found a folded hundred-dollar bill inside.

This is a common trick used by some men, they will take the girl who has not yet made it to travel, and then deliberately take her to a remote place, there is only such a hotel nearby, if the hotel happens to have only one room, then it is likely to be done.

The waiter looked up at the two men behind Pete, the boy was carrying a large bag and holding his hat low, and as soon as he came in, he glanced quickly at the hotel lobby, and then sat there quietly; The girl wore a pair of long ponytails, blew bubblegum as big as her fist, and paced restlessly on the ground with a pair of long legs.

"Three of you?" The waiter asked suspiciously.

"That's right, three people." Pete raised an eyebrow at the waiter, as if to say "you know."

The experienced waiter immediately understood what Pete meant, and now people are really fun, and after staying in the hotel for a long time, they can really meet any strange person.

She expertly put the bill in her pocket, then raised her voice and said to Pete with a smile, "There are plenty of rooms, you can have as many rooms as you want!" ”

Pete slapped him on the forehead, and he was ordered to keep an eye on Anzeru every step of the way, otherwise he would not have used such obscene methods. He held out a finger and whispered, "We only need one." ”

The bubble burst in Pete's ear, and An Zeru leaned over and said with disdain: "What do you want to do with a dead pervert?" I hear it all! ”

"Isn't I out of money," Pete's face turned red, it was the first time he had been scolded by a girl for being a pervert, although he looked like a rascal with an improper style, but he had never done this kind of thing, "Two standard rooms, you can live alone." ”

"Okay, I'll check you in right away," the waiter began to operate skillfully, "Do you have any requirements for the floor?" ”

"Higher, and then the two rooms will be next to each other," Pete asked, leaning closer to the waiter and whispering, "Can you pay me back?" ”

The waiter didn't pay any attention to him, and he didn't hear it.

After completing the identity verification of the three people, the waiter put the two room cards on the table: "Your room number is 1802, 1803, the deposit is 400, the room fee is 800, a total of 1200 will be charged to you, and each room comes with two breakfast coupons, I wish you a happy trip." ”

An Zeru took a room card, gave Pete a blank look, shook his head and walked towards the elevator.

After getting off the plane, they looked for several small hotels along the way. Although the firing squad can reimburse all travel expenses, Pete is now so poor that he has only half his life left, plus the Porsche that he bought for the other half of his life. He really didn't dare to spend lavishly, maybe he wouldn't be able to wait for the next reporting cycle, and he would have to sell that half of his life.

To Pitt's embarrassment, the little inns refused to host him, an Englishman.

In fact, this is all because only hotels that meet national security requirements are qualified to receive foreign guests. Therefore, many small hotels in China only support ID card check-in, but not passport check-in.

After wandering around for a long time, they couldn't find a fast hotel, so Pete had to reluctantly take them into this four-star hotel.

Pete looked at the deflated wallet, and his heart became as empty as this wallet.

As early as when Pete was invited to join the Treehouse Group when he was a junior in college, he became the "successful person" that his roommates talked about after dinner.

Later, the university moved to a new campus, and he was once mistakenly assigned to the women's dormitory, and the increasingly plump small treasury fed the girls in the entire dormitory, which made him quickly become an ideal brother in the eyes of the girls as "tall and handsome who can make money".

When the girls asked Pete about the trick of making money, he pretended to smile deeply and said, "Smiling doesn't need capital, but it can create wealth." ”

Now, he is no longer the big dog in the mouth of his classmates, and he can't say such bad things.

The more than two million that Pete has saved over the years were all called by him to the families of the team members a few days ago. Although his money is nothing compared to the "pension" of the Treehouse Group, he has to do something to make his self-blamed heart feel better.

The men were banished kites, fearless or cautious, and one by one they plunged into the storm and struggled to fly above the clouds of thunder and lightning; When the thin thread called "ideal" was broken, they swayed and fell, until they broke themselves to pieces, and they realized that they were worthless, as they had always been.

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An Zeru came out of the bathroom in loose pajamas, wrapped in a towel and had not yet dried her long hair, lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, hugging the fluffy pillow and leaning her head on the headboard.

She looked at the empty ceiling and tried to figure out her thoughts, but she didn't know where to start.

The room is surprisingly quiet, with the endless flow of vehicles outside the window scribbling on the glass windows like the lines of an oil painting. Occasionally, there are deviant spots that want to take over the canvas, but they are quickly driven away by the brushstrokes that are willing to sink.

An Zeru picked up the mobile phone given to her by the personnel department from the bedside table, she wanted to call Fang Yeyou, but her address book didn't need to turn the pages - because there were only four numbers. One is "Mr. Sakata Pi", the other is "Xiaolu", and the other two are her parents.

Funnily enough, two of these four numbers were too many for her to dial. When she was a child, her parents were afraid that she would get lost, and they also supervised An Zeru to memorize their numbers well.

She clicked on the "Treehouse Group" app pre-installed in her mobile phone, and she thought that there would be something great in it, such as the legendary story of "Gods and Devils", such as the description of "special functions".

But there is nothing in this APP, only some vulgar corporate promotional images on the homepage.

An Zeru clicked on the column of the business department again and entered the intern page.

It's business as usual, except for a handful of photos that show the team's spirit: a manager in a suit and leather shoes stands in front of him, followed by a group of scrappy salesmen. They tucked their briefcases under their armpits, as if they were about to rush into an office building in a majestic manner in the next second, pulled out a leaflet from the briefcase and slapped it on their workstations, and then scattered with a smile on their faces.

It's a shame that she spent so long doing identity authentication, fingerprint entry, and setting up a 16-digit combination password according to the prompts. As a result, her personal homepage has no farts except for uploading avatars.

Dingdong ~ Dingdong ~

An Zeru used the cat's eye to look out, and found that the cat's eye lens was covered with a layer of mist, and he could only vaguely see two figures outside the door.

"Who?" An Zeru asked through the door.

"Warmth from the community, open the door!" It was Pete's voice.

An Zeru opened the door with the burglar chain, only to see Pete holding a steaming pot of mutton soup hot pot, and Lu Lin in the back holding a case of canned beer, and a stack of ingredients on the box.

"Not really! Even the pot was stolen? An Zeru was surprised.

"What are you stealing," Pete led Lu Yulin into the room, hooked out the bedside table with his feet, put the hot pot on it, and plugged in the induction cooker again, "I paid the deposit, I said that the boss agreed to let us take the pot away, hurry up, team building." ”

"Follow Mr. Sakata Pi, eating and drinking is not worrying." Anzeru was interested, and sat down on Pete's bed.

"What Sakata Pi-chan?" Pete opened the case of beer that Lu Yulin had brought in.

"Sakata Gintoki, I have curly hair like you."

“······ Don't you think I'm more like Peng Yuyan? Pete handed Anzejou a can of beer.

An Zeru stuck out his tongue and pushed Pete's hand away: "It's hard to drink, I don't want it." ”

Pete turned to hand the beer to Lu Yulin, who had just sat down beside him: "Little deer, drink some, all men with stories must be able to drink." ”

"Okay." Lu Yulin took the beer, opened the pull ring and poured it directly up.

An Zeru leaned over and poured the beef balls into the churning hot soup, and raised his head to glance at Lu Yulin.

The fawn never seems to refuse others, and at that time in the parking lot, he didn't know anything and had to fight to save him. You take him by the hand, and he follows you, and you don't ask who you are. Then you tell him not to follow him, and he retreats without humility or arrogance.

Sometimes, An Zeru inexplicably thinks that Xiaolu is a boy who can do anything, just like the top students in the school who have dominated the first place in the grade for many years.

Some people are like this, you obviously don't know each other, but he will make you subjectively think that no matter what aspect you are, he will not let you down, except for not talking much.

An Zeru has always had an inexplicable confidence in looking at people, and she feels that Xiaolu is the most storytelling of the three of them. Although his face was full of "I am a scholar, I have no worries".

An Zeru once wrote a movie review: No one will become stronger for no reason, and no one will die for no reason, everyone should be worthy of their growth along the way; Even if it seems to be an accidental change, if you look at the antecedents, you can find that there are actually thousands of filaments called "fate" that are weaving his fate.

Lu Yulin flattened the empty jar and threw it into the trash, his rusty movements were obviously learned from somewhere else, in fact, he hadn't drunk much at all.

"Huh~ good amount of alcohol." Pete gave a thumbs up.

"Don't spoil the fawn," Anzeru said to Pete, "I don't know how you boys like such a bad thing." ”

"It's not like to drink to get addicted," Pete shook the beer can in his hand, "you need it first, and then you get used to it, but I'm not addicted to alcohol, and I think it's like soaking horse pee." ”

"Come on, you," An Zeru simply skipped the topic and turned around and took out her phone, "By the way, let me ask you, what is this APP for, why is it full of advertisements, do you expect us to use it to promote Treehouse?" ”

Pete had just swallowed a hot cow ball, and he was so hot that he whimpered, "No," Pete said firmly, "Your intern rights are only level 1, of course nothing." ”