In November, snowflakes have already fallen in the Northeast.

It was already minus 20 degrees Celsius at night.

In the city of Kazakhstan, 300 kilometers south of Bac Ninh, there was a heavy snowfall last night.

The city covered in silver shows a different style.

On Central Street, sanitation workers cleaned up the snow early in the morning.

Bread stones on the street were exposed.

It's nine o'clock in the morning, and the shops are not open yet.

The doors of the Golden Horn have been opened.

A couple of girls were cleaning in front of the door.

"Boss, got up so early?"

A few people came out of the alley next to the street, dressed in chef's clothes, and walked briskly.

They greeted the few people who were cleaning.

A woman looked up and smiled at them.

"Is this still early? It's all at half past nine. ”

"yes, you're late."

A little girl said with a smile on her face.

"Hey, I slept late last night, and I haven't slept enough yet."

A young man in a chef's hat complained.

"Be content, the lady is forgiving."

A sister-in-law swept the snow into a pile with a broom and said as she swept it.

Han Ying looked at these chefs and asked them to hurry up and make staff meals, and they had to prepare after eating, and it would be officially open at noon.

In the past few years, she has run the Golden Horn Hotel, and the economic benefits have been better every year.

She's already saved up a lot of money.

Looking at the numbers on the passbook, she felt like she was in a dream.

The house he lives in now, as well as this store, were all bought by Lu Changhua and Wang Yao.

Although people say that you don't have to pay it back yourself, you can't be like this.

She thinks that during the Spring Festival this year, she can pay back part of it first, and then pay back the rest little by little.

No matter what they think, they have to know it anyway.

"Aunt Wang, come with me to the food, the list is all written, right?"

"Don't worry, it was written last night."

The two of them got on their bikes and went to the vegetable market to buy food.

It's a job that needs to be done every day.

When the vegetables came in, the girls began to wash and pick them, and when they were finished, they were put into the kitchen.

The rest is the chef in the kitchen.

"By the way, the drinks should be delivered today, right?"

Han Ying sorted out the list of today's dishes and recorded each amount in the account book.

"Isn't that okay? It's Friday, he's supposed to come. ”

Whoever is coming, everyone in the store knows.

The wine supplier of the Golden Horn Hotel was personally found by Han Ying.

This boss is a real person.

When he first cooperated, he gave Han Ying the lowest price.

After two years of cooperation, Han Ying has made a lot of money in wine.

Not only that, but the owner of the drink also delivers the goods himself.

This is a gift for several years.

In the beginning, no one knew that this man was the boss.

Even Han Ying thinks he's a salesman.

Later, after a long time of contact, she learned that the person who delivered the goods to her turned out to be the wine owner.

Of course, this kind of thing can't be contained in paper, and soon everyone in the store will know about it.

The big guy is like a mirror in his heart, this is interesting to the boss lady!

But Han Ying has always been lukewarm to others.

Everyone was busy preparing for the opening of the store when someone outside the door shouted, "The drinks are here." ”

A group of girls and boys in the store rushed out to help unload and move the goods.

Han Ying put down the pen and paper in her hand and glanced at the door with her eyes.

The few porters who came in didn't see Song Chao.

Well, why didn't he come today?

In the past, Song Chao came to move the goods in person every Friday, even last Friday, he also came in person.

Is there something going on today?

People are like this, when a thing forms a habit, and suddenly it changes, it will not get used to it.

No, Han Ying is not used to it.

Seeing that the wine was almost moved, she looked at the porter who signed the wine list for her and asked, "What about you Mr. Song?" Why didn't you come today? ”

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"Mr. Song? He didn't come. ”

The porter didn't say anything about the reason for being busy, and she didn't want to ask.

She was a little absent-minded throughout the day.

I don't know why.

After closing the shop in the evening, she took a taxi home.

I turned on the lights with a click, and the house was bright.

At the beginning, Wu Xia decorated her very luxuriously.

The furniture is also very valuable.

However, she felt empty.

A home without a lover is actually a house.

She has been reluctant to come back.

Sometimes, she was huddled with the girls in the dormitory.

That's how it's lively.

In fact, she knows that the emptiness in her heart really has nothing to do with the number of people.

It's Friday again, Han Ying looked at the door, and a few porters poured in.

Song Chao still didn't come.

This time, she pulled the porter who signed the drink list and asked, "Isn't something wrong with you Song?" ”

The porter said, "Mr. Song is hospitalized." ”

As soon as she heard this, Han Ying's heart tightened.

"What's going on?"

"When I was making a delivery, I was in a car accident and was hospitalized with my injuries."

"In which hospital?"

She hurriedly asked about the hospital, and as soon as the porter left, she put down the things in her hand, said that she had something to do when she went out, and left in a hurry.

Outside the Provincial First People's Hospital, Han Ying walked into a fruit shop.

In recent years, fresh fruits in Harbin have also become popular.

A shop specializing in fruit appeared.

Especially in the vicinity of hospitals.

There are not only bulk fruits, but also packed fruit baskets.

Selling fruit baskets here is a point in detail.

If you want to save trouble and money, buy someone else's decoration.

Of course, there is a reason for being cheap.

The basket will be lined with thick paper shells, and some fruits may not be fresh anymore.

If you really want to buy good fruits, you must choose the fruits yourself and let the boss basket them in front of you.

It's just that such a fruit basket is more expensive, relatively speaking, genuine.

Han Ying selected a dozen various fruits and asked the boss to put them in the basket.

Tie it with transparent wrapping paper and seal the latte art at the closure.

She walked into the hospital with a fruit basket.

Inpatient Surgical Ward.

She came to the nurse's station.

"Excuse me, what room does Song Chao live in?"

“806”

Found 806, through the glass window on the door, Han Ying looked inside.

He heard the people talking inside, but he saw no people.

She heard the familiar voice, though.

Han Ying knocked on the door.

Da came from the sound of high heels in the room.

A woman pushed the door open.

She looked at Han Ying in a daze.

"Who are you looking for?"

Han Ying's heart sank.

However, she did not show it in the slightest.

"Is Song always hospitalized here?"

"yes."

The woman replied.

"Who?"

Song Chao asked.

"I don't know."

The woman said.

Still, she sideways out of the way.

Han Ying stiffened, smiled, and walked in.

At a glance, I saw Song Chao lying on the bed.

"Oh, it's Mr. Han!"

Song Chao greeted him with a pleasant surprise.

I wanted to get up, but I pulled at my wound.

He bared his teeth and lay back down.

"Oh, don't move."

Before Han Ying could speak, the woman rushed over and held Song Chao.

"I'm fine."

Song Chao smiled at the woman.

Han Ying put down the fruit basket and took a few steps forward.

"I heard you were hurt, so I came to see you."

"Hehe, come on, why don't you take things!"

Song Chao said politely.

"It should. I didn't know what to buy, so I bought a fruit basket. ”

Han Ying was talking to Song Chao when she noticed that the woman was staring at her.

Han Ying felt a little furious in her heart.

She said a few more words, told him to recuperate, and left in a hurry.

Where would she dare to stay longer?

If the woman sees something, I'm afraid she won't be able to tell.

Got into a taxi and headed all the way back to the hotel.

Her heart was still jumping, as if she had been caught.

Rushed back to the hotel, just in time for noon business hours.

There are many guests, and she doesn't have time to think about anything else.

It wasn't until half past two in the afternoon that the guests were gone.

The crowd began to clean up, prepare materials, and prepare for the night.

Han Ying took the menu and counted the turnover at noon today's day one by one.

was busy, someone shouted: "Boss, someone is looking for it." ”

Han Ying looked up, and her heart sank.

A man stands in the lobby of a hotel.

Han Ying put down the menu in her hand and walked out of the cash register.

"What are you doing here?"

"Han Ying, don't you know what I'm doing here?"

"After all, we are husband and wife, you are rich now, and I am down, you have to get me money."

As soon as his voice fell, everyone looked at them.

Han Ying walked out quickly.

Zhao Yuan grabbed Han Ying's arm.

was thrown away by Han Ying.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Han Ying rushed out of the basement and came to the central street.

Where would Zhao Yuan let her go, and rushed up.

"Zhao Yuan, what do you want to do?"

"What can I do? I'm here to ask for money. ”

"Phew, you are shameless, you haven't paid the child support yet, and you still have the face to ask me for money?!"

Han Yingqi's face turned red.

"Then I don't care, you have to pay anyway."

"Zhao Yuan, you have to remember that the two of us have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Han Ying roared angrily.

"Doesn't matter? Zhao Ya is my daughter, you won't give it, right? Okay, then we'll go to court. If you have time to talk to me about this, then we'll pull it off! Let's see who can beat whom! ”