After Wang Daohan left, the proprietress grabbed the banknotes on the bar, stuffed them into Liu Guanglan's hand, and enlightened earnestly:

"Lan Lan, you can take the 'tip' that the boss willingly gave. Our hotel policy is that we are not allowed to ask for tips. It is afraid that it will be boring to attract customers and affect the reputation and business of the store.

I heard Director Zhang say that it is not easy for you to earn money for the girl to go to school by yourself. Arrow Mountain is the 'Little Hong Kong' of Tongxi County, and everything is expensive! I'm afraid you can't make ends meet with just a little salary in the store?

You're a man from the past, you should know how to be a man—that little bit of thought? According to my observation: this handsome Mr. Wang is 'interesting' to you... Hey!

He's a big boss, and he has money! If you can tie him down, still worry - no money to spend? ”

"Boss, look at what you said. What man can look up to a woman like me who is about to become a 'tofu scum' - unless he is blind? I still have this bit of self-knowledge. Liu Guanglan trampled herself and made it clear:

"For Boss Wang, don't worry: as long as he comes again, I will definitely do a good job in 'service'! Make him feel at home! Don't let the business slip away..."

"Lan Lan does service - talented, I believe you. Go back and pick out a few unopened autumn clothes for you, and then take you to do a hairstyle? You are the 'trump card' of the store! The proprietress stroked Lan Lan's hair and said:

She decided to dress up this tall and thin "beauty blank" to attract the middle-aged male customers who were obsessed with color. Erotic service is not allowed, but the waiter is beautiful and definitely a business card in the store...

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's Wednesday. Arrow Hill Middle School 9th graders - no holidays. Liu Guanglan was very happy in her heart:

"No holiday" on statutory holidays proves that the school is responsible and tight, which is good for Shanshan to improve her academic performance!

My cousin called in the morning and asked her to go to the house for the holiday in the evening, but she politely declined:

For Shanshan's transfer of schools, it's already very troublesome for my cousin, and I can't get an inch - too much annoyance! When you have more money for the Chinese New Year, you must go to the New Year to thank you?

Besides, the proprietress said hello and closed for a day - invited her to go to Yunfeng Hotel for dinner in the evening...

That night, the banquet was full of delicious food, and Liu Guanglan was an eye-opener! Those who are afraid to sit at the table are the immediate family members of the proprietress and she is an "outsider"? She hurriedly ate two bowls of rice, and before the duck noodles were served, she said that she was full of food and drink, and left the table to go to the store.

As she walked, Liu Guanglan thought:

"How much does this big table cost to eat a sumptuous meal? Even when the Ming army was alive, the 'regimental year' at home - it was never extravagant like this! ”

When she thought of her husband, she couldn't help but tear down—

The Ming army has passed away for "three years", I don't know how to live over there? If it weren't for his daughter, then himself - let him go ...

Liu Guanglan saw from a distance that under the street lamp at the door of the bathhouse, there was a man standing with a suitcase at the man's feet?

Take a closer look - it's the "King Daohan"!

"Lan Lan, Lan Lan, finally wait until you come back—" The man was excited, staring at the woman in the floral dress - looking up and down, and sneering:

"Willow, willow beauty, just one word - drift - beautiful!"

"Pretty, it's two words - okay? Mr. Wang, have you been drinking? Liu Guanglan avoided the smell of wine and took the key to open the door?

"Not much, not more-8 taels..."Wang Daohan said, and actually reached out to wrap his arms around the woman's waist!

Liu Guanglan was so frightened that she writhed sharply - broke free, rushed into the courtyard - and resisted the courtyard doorway:

"Mr. Wang, you put 'respect' more, you are so careless? I—I'm not going to let you in—"

The man shook two steps, leaned against the wall pillar and "wow-" spat out a large puddle...

Liu Guanglan panicked, hurriedly opened the door gate, ran behind Wang Daohan, patted the man's back gently, and muttered:

"Spit it up—it's comfortable to spit it out—"

"No, I'm sorry," the man snorted, crouching down.

"Let's go in, it's cold outside!" The woman bent down and stretched out her hands under Wang Daohan's armpits, wanting to help him get up?

"I-I'll rest for a while—" the man sat down, and then began to call:

"Bag, bag, where's my handbag?"

"Bags? - On top of the box. Liu Guanglan took the handbag and handed it to the man?

Wang Daohan grabbed the handbag and gasped:

"Bag-bag..."

Liu Guanglan looked at the man on the ground and couldn't help but feel a sense of pity:

looks rich, but during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he sat drunk at the door of the bathhouse, lonely - no one took care of him; If I hadn't happened to come back and meet him, I don't know what the hell it would have been? It's pathetic...

She picked up the trolley suitcase, mentioned Wang Daohan's shirt and said:

"Mr. Wang, shall we go in - or live in '258'?"

"Okay, good—just love me." A man is holding the ground with one hand, trying to stand up?

As a result, he leaned and fell to the ground:

A leather shoe and trouser leg rubbed against the vomit!

Liu Guanglan felt nauseous, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the man's right hand holding the bag, and dragged it up vigorously:

"Get up, hold me..."

"Ouch-there is a beauty, good fortune, good fortune-" Wang Daohan struggled with his strength, and finally stood up, then grabbed the woman's slender right arm with his left hand, and lay half of his body on the woman's back!

"You're like this—you're like this: how can you go?" Liu Guanglan moved left half a trail:

"You're so heavy, I can't carry it-"

"That, that-I'm carrying a beauty, okay, okay?" Wang Dao Chinese is incoherent, stumbling forward, and almost falling?

Liu Guanglan was quick with her hands, grabbed the man's upper arm, and replied casually:

"You go in first - lie down, and when you're sober, 'carry it again'..."

"Well—it counts! I'm very sober, you talk, talk about 'back'-" Wang Daohan stood still.

"Living Lao Tzu, wait for the dawn and the sun to rise - just carry it, okay?" Liu Guanglan was angry and anxious, let go of the man - and walked quickly to the door of the hall!

"My chest, chest, chest—mine?" Wang Daohan staggered, clutching his handbag and chasing the thin back in front of him...

Liu Guanglan put her luggage away and ran down the stairs with "dong dong dong":

The man was lying on the couch in the hall, motionless?

She stepped forward and pushed the man in the back, shouting:

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang - wake up, wake up?"

"Don't, don't bother me, I-I-... Whew-huh-"Wang Daohan actually snored by himself!"

Liu Guanglan looked at the man, then at the stairs, and said in her heart:

"Carry him to room 258 - there is no possibility. Only to hold the bed quilt..."