Early the next morning, Lin Yao knocked on the door of Le Xianghui's room opposite.
Le Xianghui also got up very early and was taking a shower. After Lin Yao stuffed him with a change of clothes, he made an appointment for 20 minutes to have breakfast together.
Lin Yao first went downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor. This hall with five or six folding tables and chairs is used as a restaurant during meal times. At other times, once the tables and chairs are put away, it can be used as a chess and card room or for activities. It can also be used as a good place to dry sheets and quilt covers on rainy days.
In this regard, the boss just smiled, and euphemistically said: make the best use of everything.
In addition to the owner, the entire small hotel also has a dedicated chef who provides three meals a day, and two cleaning ladies are responsible for the hygiene of the public areas.
Everything in the guest room is handled by the tenants themselves. The boss only changes the sheets during the check-out when checking out, until the next tenant checks in and replaces them with clean ones.
Lin Yao ordered two breakfasts, and Le Xianghui didn't come to the dining room until she had almost finished her own.
Lin Yao wondered why a big man was so tired after washing in the morning, only to find that the hair tips of the man walking towards him were wet, and his body was also damp. He should have just taken a shower.
What the boss prepared for him was a white short-sleeved sweater and khaki slacks. Unexpectedly, there was such a big difference in body shape between the two, and Le Xianghui didn't seem too out of place in this outfit.
It's amazing.
Le Xianghui shaved his stubble and became much more energetic. With this casual attire, he looked more than ten years younger all of a sudden.
Lin Yao subconsciously took out her digital camera, pointed at the man walking towards her, and fixed his moment in the picture.
The man in the picture washed away the previous depression and came with the early morning sunshine. Water drops slid down his wet hair into his neck, and his deep and straight eyebrows exuded seductive charm.
At this time, Le Xianghui is truly like his name, peaceful but full of brilliance.
Lin Yao put away the camera and greeted Le Xianghui with a smile as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Le, do you know that it is very rude to make a lady wait for you for so long? If you don't come down, I will Ready to call you."
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Le Xianghui took a seat opposite Lin Yao. Based on the education he received in Country Y, it was not a gentleman to keep a lady waiting for so long, but he couldn't bear to just appear in front of people like this.
Thinking that he had lived unkempt for a week before, he couldn't believe that it could be him.
It turns out that a person's state of mind can have such a big influence.
And it was all thanks to the girl in front of him that he could pull himself together so quickly.
If it weren't for Lin Yao, he might still be thinking about how to avoid the crowd, and even choose to end his own life.
"Miss Lin, thank you."
Lin Yao was a little flattered by the sudden thanks. She blinked her big eyes, not understanding why the man said such a sentence suddenly.
"You have helped me so much, a thank you is too light."
The corner of the man's mouth curled up, and when he smiled, the lying silkworms under his eyes were very obvious. Matching his current attire, the seriousness of the elders was less, and the kindness of the brother next door was more.
"It's really too light." Lin Yao's eyes rolled around, and he smiled, "When you return to China, remember to return the money to me. If you are rich, you will never forget!"
Looking at the girl's smiling face that was brighter than Chaoyang, Le Xianghui felt so reluctant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com