At two o'clock in the evening, the new shopping street became a dark street. The north wind whined and cried like a ghost. The withered leaves of the tung tree could not hold their feet on the ground, and they were blown all over the ground.

Zhang Liang wore a white shirt with a small collar and a black bow tie hanging from the collar, and ran down the street against the north wind. The wind whipped the thin snow hail, and the sand hit his face like grains, painful and itchy, icy and wet. He couldn't open his eyes and couldn't breathe.

Today he works the night shift. - Yesterday, I should say. Not right either. Anyway, the time spanned two days - at one o'clock in the morning, when the evening tea closed, there was still a table of guests who did not leave. The waiter Xiaoyan stepped forward and said sorry, but before she could say anything when it was time to get off work, she heard the guest yell: Go away! Frightened, she stepped back.

This group of people is a regular customer of the hotel's evening tea. The table was piled high with beer bottles. It's been drinking for a few hours. Drink like a fish. What to do? Xiao Yan asked.

Zhang Liang said, you go first, I'll come to the stage. Zhang Liang is the foreman on duty—you are the foreman, and if you don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell—Zhang Liang walked to the curved floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall facing the street, and the glass was full of mist. The fog turned into water, leaving tear stains on the glass - don't cry, your face is not good if you cry - Zhang Liang wiped it with his hands. The glass opened its eyes: it saw that the road that had been overwhelmed during the day had been emptied of loads; The wind whispered mutely on the willow branches in the shadows of the riverside lights.

Waiter! The sound was as terrifying as a bomb.

Mr. Niu, what else do you need?

Bring a pack of cigarettes.

Mr. Niu, I'm really sorry, the bar is off work.

Leave work so early? What a 3 star hotel you are! I don't care, bring me cigarettes! - Yes, we are a 3-star hotel; The first star hotel in Xiangzhou - Okay, please wait. Is Hongta Mountain OK? Good. Please wait.

Zhang Liang came to the front desk on the first floor and saw that Xiao Wang, the night examiner, was busy alone. Is there any smoke at the front desk? He asked.

The last two packs of cigarettes were delivered to the guest room. Xiao Wang replied. Generally, the main desk will keep a stock of one or two cigarettes to meet the special needs of customers in the middle of the night.

Damn it!

Are there any guests on the third floor?

A table of regulars.

You go to the kiosk next to the station across the street. Xiao Wang looked back at the clock on the background wall, and it was almost two o'clock - it is estimated that the door is also closed.

Zhang Liang walked out of the hotel, and a gust of cold wind hit him, making him shiver. I couldn't help but shout: It's so cold outside! Rush to the kiosk across the street. Sure enough, it was closed. Anyone? He slapped the door a few times. No one responded; Only the aluminum roller shutter door rumbled. I tried to shoot a few more times, but no one responded. What to do? - New Commercial Street, your prosperity is so fake - is there not a single store that is open? I don't believe it!

Ran most of the street, and the results were frustrating. In his near-despair, he saw a bright shadow in the darkness in the distance—bright, bright, bright

The bright shadow becomes a bright window; The shop is at the end of the street, next to the steamship dock; The light is not too bright but exceptionally warm. - Little Match Girl - Is there any smoke?

Yes. The owner is an old woman. A cotton coat is draped over the cotton jacket.

You bring me a packet of Hongta Mountain. Zhang Liang stretched out his hand and opened the money in his hand.

Child, in the middle of the night, on such a cold day, why do you dress so little? Where are you from?

I'm from Perfume Star River!

Are you cold?

Cold. I'm freezing to death. Zhang Liang said with a shudder.

Put my coat on. Give it back to me tomorrow. The old woman tore off her cotton coat and handed it out of the window.

Thank you. No. Zhang Liang took the cigarette and the change, turned around and ran away.

You're back! You don't have to pay it back! Don't get frostbite! Child! The north wind, which ran faster than Zhang Liang, spread the old man's call far away. Far away.

When Huang Fei left, Zhang Liang was shaken. Huang Fei is ready to go to Shenzhen to work. Shenzhen is the place they once longed for the most. There were also a few colleagues from the hotel that day, and everyone was drunk. Night market in Snack City. In the end, Zhang Liang stayed and did not accompany his friends on a long journey. Perfume Star River Hotel made him reluctant.

Why are your hands so cold? Cold, icy cold. When the guest took the cigarette, he touched Zhang Liang's hand. Looking up at him again, his nose was red, and there was a slender snow hail in his hair. Snowing?

Yes.

Where to buy cigarettes?

Steamship Terminal.

Ran so far to buy this pack of cigarettes? The guests were a little incredulous. Thank you!

This is the first time Zhang Liang has heard these guests say thank you to the waiter. Before that, never. - Only rare is precious - what time is it? It's past two o'clock. Companions say. It's time for us to sprinkle. It's time for the waiter to get off work.

On this day, Zhao Lifang also left a lifelong memory. Zhao Lifang is also on duty in the middle and evening shifts. Evenings are especially busy with phones. There was a knock on the door and it was the father.

Your mother told me to bring you a padded jacket. The father walked in and placed the padded jacket in his hand on the chair next to him.

I have a sweater here, not a padded jacket. Zhao Lifang said.

It's windy outside, and it looks like it's about to snow.

Zhao Lifang looked out the window, it was dark outside the window. Beyond the hum of the program-controlled switchboard, she heard the wind howling like a wolf.

A call came in: Miss, you're calling me again. I'm begging you, can you take it for me? On the other end of the line was a foreign accent.

Zhao Lifang said, I told you a few times, I am the switchboard, you don't tell me your extension number, where do you ask me to pick you up?

It's annoying! Hanging up, she complained to her father.

What's going on?

An old man from out of town, someone called him at the hotel, and he didn't leave an extension, so where did he call me? Explain it to him, but he doesn't understand. It's annoying!

In her irritability, she heard her father's voice saying, "Your father, I don't know what a call machine is." If it was me on the other end of the line, I wouldn't believe you couldn't figure it out. Zhao Lifang was speechless for a while. Her father's words made her ashamed.

My father is a veteran employee of the company. The work arranged after the transfer of the army. When the hotel opened, it received a group of old employees, and my father was one of them. The veteran staff are all assigned to work in the back office of the hotel.

Although his father was not good at words, he worked diligently and hard. The warehouse storage work is done satisfactorily and reassuringly. At the end of the day in early summer this year, the storm was raging, and the new shopping street was flooded with knee-deep water. A few sycamores on the side of the street also fell.

It rained so hard just when I got off work, how did your dad come back. Mother stood in the doorway and watched. Whining.

When the rain was a little lighter, my father returned. Shoes in your hand; The trouser hem is rolled up on the knee leg; All over my body was soaked. The mother took the father's shoes and umbrella and asked the father to change his clothes and eat.

At this time, the phone rang at home. The hotel called and asked him to go to the warehouse to deliver the goods. I went after eating. Mother said as she looked at her father, who was about to go out.

My father said that I was afraid that the guests would not be able to wait for dinner, so I would go back as soon as I went.

My mother said, "Take a tricycle, go and come back quickly."

I know.

What else does the mother have to say, the father has already gone away. Looking at her father's back, and then at the gray sky in the rain, her mother sighed helplessly.

My father was gone for more than two hours. Meals at home are hot and cold, cold and hot. Not coming back yet! My mother and I stood in the doorway and watched.

Father has finally returned. still looped trouser legs; Still carrying shoes. Once you go, you won't come back! The mother complained while showing up.

My father said that the hotel business was good tonight, and I was afraid that people would have to pick up the goods, so I stayed for a while.

I told you to come and go in the car, but you didn't listen, and your feet were scratched. The mother was distressed when she saw that her father's feet were bleeding. Angry again.

My father said that I went by car, and I didn't hurry when I came back, so what was I wasting that unjust money? You find a Band-Aid, and I'll put it up.

My father is an old party member who served as a deputy platoon commander in the army. Now the managers in charge of the department are all young people, and their salaries are higher than him. He never complained. Sometimes my mother mentioned it, and he always said that they were young people who knew how to use computers, and they were all teaching me to learn.

Zhao Lifang occasionally went to the warehouse and saw her father sitting in front of the computer wearing presbyopia as if he was catching insects. I was embarrassed to see her. She sighed in her heart: Among the thousands of ordinary people in this world, my father is undoubtedly the most simple one. But his unpretentious qualities are so noble that they are not inferior to any other hero.

If it was me on the other end of the line, I don't believe I couldn't think of anything I could do? The father threw down the sentence and left.

Zhao Lifang's impetuous heart calmed down. After a while, the old man with a foreign accent called in again, and she patiently told him, don't worry. Would you take a closer look at the CALL number on the phone and tell me about it?

Ok, good, good! After a while, the old man reported the CALL machine number, and Zhao Lifang checked them one by one, and soon found the extension of the CALL.

The old man's phone was finally connected. Thank you, thank you!

You don't have to thank me, you can thank my father if you want to. Zhao Lifang said in her heart that his name was Zhao Guangrong.

When she got off work, Zhang Zewei waited for her at the security guard box at the entrance of the passage. This sunny and handsome post office guy squeezed another Prince Charming down and occupied the sweetest position in Zhao Lifang's heart. Now seeing Song Bo again, Zhao Lifang is already heartbroken. I tried to relive the original feeling, but I couldn't find it. Even the reserved thing that once made her heart beat at the sight of it now seems to be just a disgusting pretence.

Once met Song Bo shopping with a woman, and the intimacy should be his other half. But Zhao Lifang couldn't be sure after a few more glances. may be because Song Bo is so young, she looks older than Song Bo, and no matter how she looks at it, she looks more like his sister. Will they be happy in the future?

Zhao Lifang often thinks: If she hadn't chosen Perfume Star River Hotel back then; If the internship on a cultural holiday is halfway through; If you don't go to the post office that day to mail the manuscript of the poem; He and Zewei may be about to miss it. Thank you, Zewei! You were the one who cured me. You are my panacea.

Compared with Zhao Lifang and Zhang Lianglai, Cai Lin can only be regarded as a recruit. She has just joined the sales department. After graduating from secondary school, she could have obeyed the assignment and went to a more stable work unit. But following her feelings, with enthusiasm, she chose Perfume Star River Hotel.

It was also on this night that she also encountered a big problem.

Two weeks ago, a guest had to book a 10th birthday party for a child with 26 tables at the Galaxy Perfume Hotel, provided that there was a piano for the child to play. Cai Lin contacted a classmate who she knew had a piano at home. My classmates readily agreed. In the afternoon, Cai Lin went to her classmates to make preparations for carrying the piano the next day. Who knew that when he saw it, he was dumbfounded. It turned out to be a grand piano that weighed more than a thousand kilograms. And it's on the fourth floor. At the beginning, it was lifted up by a crane, but now even if it is lifted down by a crane, it is impossible to lift it up to the banquet hall on the third floor of the hotel.

Cai Lin had to look for the piano again. At this time, mobile phones were still very rare, home landline phones were not very popular, and errands mainly relied on two legs. I ran until 10 p.m., and the piano still didn't land. Tomorrow is the day of the banquet, Cai Lin is so anxious that she can only cry her nose.

If hardship can solve the problem, she is not afraid of no matter how hard and tired she is.

It was also a weekend, and a banquet with dozens of tables for guests was held at the hotel, but the ceremony was held at home. The guest requested that the hotel's videography service be extended to his home. Cai Lin could have refused this extra service, but she said yes.

The filming process that day was particularly long, from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m., six hours, and she carried a camera weighing dozens of pounds to record the whole process of the celebration banquet for the guests. The guest stuffed her with a red envelope to express her gratitude. She declined.

But today's matter is not something that can be solved by suffering hardship. At about 10 o'clock in the evening, an acquaintance told her that Mr. Gao, who teaches music at the art school, had a piano at home, and it depended on whether they could borrow it or not. At more than ten o'clock in the evening, braving the swishing cold wind and carrying a bag of fruit, Cai Lin took the liberty to knock on Teacher Gao's door.

Anyone who is involved in music knows that musical instruments are like a part of their lives, and no one is willing to borrow them casually. What's more, moving up and down, bumping and bumping, it is easy to damage the device and affect the pitch. Looking at Cai Lin, who was the size of his daughter and spoke pitifully, Mr. Gao was moved by compassion.

He said, you are so young, so late, and you are still running for work, your sense of responsibility is really touching. My daughter is as old as you, and she is still spoiled in our arms. To support your work, I agree to lend you the piano. Send someone to move it tomorrow morning. When thanking Teacher Gao for her kindness, Cai Lin almost fell into tears after a day's endurance.

On the way home, the wind became more and more strong. For no reason, I somehow remembered Gorky's "Petrel". Cai Lin suddenly felt refreshed, and there seemed to be a sense of pride in her heart.

During this period of time, Gao Yang also encountered a small problem. Yang Yujia told him that her family was not very satisfied with the relationship between the two of them, and she thought that Gao Yang's family conditions were too poor. This news made Gao Yang restless, and he didn't know how to deal with it.