sbdcsierra Chapter 1047 Infinite Spacetime Hotel (1047)
Chapter 1047 Infinite Spacetime Hotel (1047)
Chapter 1047 1047. Infinite Spacetime Hotel (87)
Watching He Xiang and the other three walk away, Lin Xi and Huang Jingjing returned to Restaurant No. 6 to continue their unfinished lunch.
After dinner, the five of them went to the hall.
Most people who had lunch had finished.
Xiaobai, who was on morning and evening shifts today, went to take a nap. Meng Ye and Piao'er were not at the front desk either.
There were only a few chefs sitting in the hall resting.
I don't know which room it was from, but a beautiful song came from it.
"Who is singing?" Gan Ning asked.
"It has to be Piao'er," a thin chef replied. "In our hotel, the most beautiful one is Piao'er, the best singer is Piao'er, and the one with the best temper is Piao'er."
"Xiaobai's temper is not bad." said another person.
"Where is Meng Ye?" Zhang Xuesong asked.
There was a brief silence.
Then, it was still the skinny little chef, the head chef, who smiled.
"On the surface, he has a good temper."
——Hahahahahahahahahaha, this is a good description.
——Why don’t you just say that you have a bad temper?
——No, no, there is a difference between having a bad temper and appearing to have a good temper.
——Meng Ye doesn’t seem to have a very good temper!
——Well, cold and now melancholy, and on the surface, his temper is not very good.
——But Meng Ye’s voice is quite gentle, which sometimes gives people the illusion that he has a good temper.
——That’s only when she wants to be gentle. She doesn’t usually speak gently.
"Is that Piao'er singing? It's really beautiful." Lin Xi smiled. "Let's go and see!"
Huang Jingjing is with Lin Xi.
Zhang Yutong and his friends stayed to chat with the chefs.
Lin Xi followed the sound and walked towards the Chinese restaurant.
Chinese restaurant means the restaurant in the middle.
前面是1号2号3号4号，后面是5号6号7号8号。
The waiter in the Chinese restaurant was Xiao Wu. He had just gone to stand at seat number five for a long time, but later he finally felt guilty and switched back with Miaomiao.
"How long has Meng Ye been working here?" Lin Xi heard Zhang Xuesong asking.
"Well, almost four months." someone answered.
In other words, it took Meng three months to recover his speech, and then he ran to a place more than 3,000 kilometers away.
She must have planned to leave a long time ago, but because of Xiaoguo, she delayed it for three months.
In other words, Xiaoguo lost one leg, and in return, Meng Ye suffered from aphasia for three months, but this did not stop Meng Ye from leaving home.
Or maybe, this time she was more determined to leave, not because of Damin, but because of Xiaoguo.
Only Meng Ye himself knows why.
Lin Xi and Huang Jingjing came to the Chinese restaurant.
Piao'er had finished singing a song and Xiao Wu took over the microphone.
After Xiao Wu finished singing, he handed the microphone to Meng Ye.
"I can't sing, I can only listen to songs." Meng also refused.
"No, Moss, you have to sing a song." Xiao Wu forced the microphone onto Meng Ye. "You don't look like someone who can't sing."
"You guys said she doesn't look like she can ride a bike!" Piao'er said. "She and Miaomiao are traveling by bike."
"It's not really a tour, I just took a stroll around nearby." Meng also smiled.
"No matter whether it's near or far, you can ride a bicycle anyway," Piao'er said.
Meng Ye held the microphone, but didn't know what to sing, so he just randomly ordered a song.
It's a rather sad love song, without many high notes. Meng Ye sang it steadily and didn't miss the mark, but the melody didn't quite fit.
That is, even if it runs a little bit, it can be pulled back.
Next to him, the boy who said Meng Ye was "seriously injured" suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Meng Ye lightly.
"Don't be too sentimental."
Meng also dodged to the side and continued singing.
——This boy likes Meng Ye, right!
——You read that right.
——Yes, the way he looked at Meng Ye was too obvious.
——I want to know if he has a girlfriend.
——Why are you asking this?
——If not, he’s probably not a scumbag, but it also means he has no hope.
——Don’t be like that, Meng Ye doesn’t necessarily always choose a scumbag to like.
——How could it be always like that? So far, Meng has only liked one person, Damin.
——We know that Meng has only liked one person.
——Yes, don’t forget, Meng Ye also has a first love!
——Maybe his first love was also a scumbag, otherwise Meng Ye would have seen through everything in his 20s.
——Very likely.
Miaomiao couldn't sing either, so she just sat aside and listened.
Xuxu doesn't sing either, but she will applaud everyone enthusiastically.
"That's enough, turn it off!" Piao'er sang another song and handed the microphone to Xiao Wu. "It's been a while, it's time for Lao Liu to criticize us."
"Old Liu is fine, don't worry!" said Xiao Wu.
"We can't lose our bottom line just because others are tolerant!" Meng also laughed. "Let's just close it and take it slow."
Of course Xiao Wu also understood this and turned off the device.
Everyone helped Xiao Liu change the tablecloth, set the tableware, fold the napkins, and put them in the cups.
——The old hotel still has charm.
——If you go in now, you’ll see vacuum packaging, napkins, wet wipes. Who uses napkins anymore?
——I guess no one knows how to fold napkins anymore.
——No, no, there are still star-rated hotels.
——These napkins need to be replaced and will not be reused. Many hotels will not increase this cost. It is better to use wet wipes and napkins.
——Meng Ye folds it quite quickly.
——It’s quite beautiful.
——Don’t forget, she also worked in a restaurant and was transferred to the front desk not long ago.
——Piaoer can’t do that.
——A beautiful girl like Piaoer must have been assigned to the front desk as soon as she arrived at the hotel.
The manager of this hotel has good taste. After looking at all the staff, the three at the front desk are the most special, not just in terms of appearance.
--really.
After cleaning the restaurant with Xiao Wu, Meng Ye and Piao'er returned to the front desk.
Others went to rest.
"You don't need two people here at the front desk. Come on, Morse, go shopping with us." Xiao Wu came to the front desk.
——Why is Xiao Wu called Meng Yemos?
——I don’t know, she was the only one who called out.
——This should be the nickname she gave to Meng Ye.
"No, there are so many of you. You can just find a companion." Piao'er was the first to object. "I only have Meng Ye."
"There's nothing to do now. We don't officially start work until three in the afternoon. Can't you be more flexible and just leave one person at noon?" Xiao Wu muttered as he walked out with another beauty.
The catering department’s dormitory is not inside the hotel, but in a rented house next to the hotel.
As soon as Xiao Wu left, Meng yawned.
"Go to bed!" Piao'er said. "It's on the second floor anyway. I'll call you if anything happens."
"Okay." Meng agreed, yawned again, and walked to the second floor.
"Let's go, let's go back and rest." Lin Xi said.
Meng was infected and she couldn't help yawning.
I'd better go to bed first. I have to go shopping with Meng Ye and the others tonight.