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Time passed bit by bit, and at around 11 o'clock, Duan Qiaoan and the others came back with big bags and small bags. Danen ran over with a cheer, grabbed a food bag and opened it, took out a piece of bread and bit it.
Yang Luo said: "Change your clothes first, and then eat."
Li Tao, Zhou Hao, and Yang Fengyun put the three large cardboard boxes on the ground on their shoulders.
Li Tao said: "There are two sizes and models. The women's ones are in my box. I also have a few pairs of shoes. I don't know what size you wear, but I bought four pairs."
Everyone picked clothes in a hurry, and put them on if they were about the same size. And a dozen little women ran into the jungle carrying cardboard boxes, and came out half an hour later. Li Sxi and the others put on their sneakers and felt much more comfortable. They looked at Li Tao with grateful eyes.
Yang Luo held a chicken leg in his left hand, and a bottle of Xiao Erguotou in his right, and his mouth was full of greasy food.
Danen ran over in a hurry, "Hey, heydon't eat up all of it and save some for us.
"Didn't you eat a piece of bread? What else do you want." Yang Luo sipped his wine and said.
"You bastard." Danen picked up the grilled chicken in front of Yang Luo and took a bite, "This is mine."
Zhou Xin looked at Dai Enen and shook his head helplessly, calling for a dozen little girls to come and eat.
Yang Luo drank the last sip of wine, then threw away the bottle and lit a cigarette. Squinting his eyes and watching a dozen little women eating slowly, he was not in a hurry.
More than half an hour after they finished eating, Zhou Xin came over and said, "Let's go! Get to Jinghong City as soon as possible to rest."
? Jinghong City is known as the rainforest Jinghong, the hometown of tender Dai. It is located in the south of Yunnan, in the middle of Xishuangbanna Dai Autonomous Prefecture. Bordering on Myanmar in the south, it has a humid monsoon climate in the north tropics and subtropics, with long summers and no winters, distinct dry and wet seasons, and basically no frost.
It has the largest primate research center in Asia, the export production base and the largest butterfly farm in China. This time is less than half a month away from the traditional Chinese festival "Spring Festival", which is the peak season for tourism. There are also various scenic spots on the street full of tourists of all colors from all over the country, and even from all over the world.
More than a dozen taxis slowly stopped in front of Jinglan Convention and Exhibition Hotel located in Mannongfeng International Convention and Exhibition Center, Mengle Avenue, Jinghong City. Yang Luo got off the first car, followed by Dai Enen, Zhou Xin and Lu Fengying. Li Tao, Madman, and Zhong Yuanjing got off the station and stood beside Yang Luo.
"Damn it! I'm really home now." Li Tao scolded.
Duan Qiaoan said: "Young Master Yang! Now that we're here, we're going back too."
Yang Luo shook hands with him, "Take care!"
Duan Qiaoan nodded: "There will be a period later!" After speaking, he got into the taxi again.
Yang Luo watched them leave, then turned around and looked at the layout outside the entire hotel, which had a strong flavor of ethnic minorities. And the two welcoming waiters standing in front of the door are even more eye-catching. They are tall and wearing traditional Dai costumes, with eternal smiles on their delicate faces.
Dai Enen's eyes were chattering around, looking at Yang Luo and Li Tao, who stared at the two waiters without blinking, snorted coldly, and walked into the hotel with his chest out.
"Hello, sir and madam, welcome to Jinglan Exhibition Hotel. The welcome waiter standing in front of the door said respectfully.
Zhou Hao took out a handful of US dollars from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the two waiters, "Take it, brother, I'm in a good mood today."
The two waiters held the money at a loss. This was the first time they encountered a customer giving a tip. See how the money in their hands is one or two thousand, and it is still in US dollars, equivalent to RMB, which is enough for their half-year salary. The two looked at each other and hurriedly collected the money.
Yang Luo came to the service desk and said, "Is there a presidential suite?"
"I'm sorry sir, our Jinglan Hotel does not have a presidential suite, you can open a few more executive suites or luxury suites." The waiter said.
Yang Luo nodded, "There are 46 of us, how many rooms do we need?"
The waiter said: "The executive suite has two rooms, and each room can accommodate two people. But now is the peak tourist season, there are seven executive suites, and other people can live in the luxury suite. The number is the same, but the room is smaller. .¡±
Yang Luo said: "Yes!"
For this operation, Zhou Hao brought a lot of cash. After completing the check-in procedures and paying the money, there is not much left in his pocket.
Under the leadership of the waiter to the room, all of them were exhausted.It's gone. "
Del took out a bank card and kissed him, "Yang! I'm a rich man now."
Yang Luo smiled, "You deserve it." After speaking, he looked at Zhou Xin and Lu Fengying, "You two don't want it anymore?"
Zhou Xin said hesitantly: "I'm a serving soldier now, and I'll be in trouble if I take the money." Lu Fengying also nodded.
Yang Luo waved his hand, "There's a fart trouble, whoever dares to make irresponsible remarks about the money I Yang Luo gave you, I'll pinch the yolk out of him."
Dai Enen also nodded, "Ann! Ann! Hurry up and give me the account number, and you must not save this bastard Yang Luo. If someone really troubles you, I will settle it for you."
Zhou Xin and Lu Fengying still hesitated, the waiter came over and asked: "Sir! When will you serve?"
Yang Luo looked at the time, "Wait for a while."
"OK!"
Zhou Xin and Lu Fengying hesitated for a long time before telling Dai Enen their account numbers.
At this moment, three people walked in the door, a middle-aged man in his forties, and two young people in their thirties. The three of them looked around and went straight to Yang Luo and the others.
"Which one is Mr. Yang Luo?"
Yang Luo stood up and said, "I am"
The middle-aged man hastily stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "My name is Li Zihui, and Yang Shaojiu admires his name."
Needless to say, Yang Luo also knew who they were, and reached out to shake Li Zihui's hand, "I didn't expect you to come so soon."
Li Zihui said: "How dare I neglect Young Master Yang, let alone such an important matter." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com