Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Seeing such a beautiful scenery, Song Yao immediately asked Hu Lin for a camera and took a few photos of the scenery. Then, she handed the photo to Hu Lin. âGo and hand this to the newspaper office.â
At that time, many newly opened scenic spots would go to the newspaper office if they wanted publicity.
Hu Lin looked at the few photos Song Yao had taken and also took a few photos of the park.
A few days later, a large number of tourists from the city were recruited by the rural paradise.
The reason why they came to the scenic area was very simple. It was nothing more than to take their children to experience the hardships of growing in the countryside and reminisce about those difficult and unforgettable years.
In less than a day, the park was surrounded by a group of tourists. Even Song Yaoâs countryside hotel was full of tourists.
On the first day of the new opening, two tourists fought over a room. In the end, if not for Song Yao stepping forward to help them out, the two of them would have almost caused a scene with the police.
Song Yao: âThis room belongs to whoever pays first.â
A dark-skinned man said, âI paid for this room first, but I only went out for a while before the things in the room were thrown out.â
The woman was also very aggrieved. âHow would I know that he went out? I thought that there was no one in this room, so I moved in. But what about him? Not only did he push me, but he also scolded me for occupying his room!â
Upon hearing this, the dark-skinned man became even angrier. âYouâve already occupied my room. Why should I be polite to you?! Donât forget! This is a hotel, not your market! You canât move in just because you want to! This is my room!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The middle-aged womanâs expression was ugly. She placed her hands on her hips and started arguing with the man. âHow would I know that this is your room?! Your name isnât written on the room!â The two of them each held their own opinions, neither giving in to the other.
When Song Xiao heard this, his head hurt even more. If he had known that the manager had to deal with so many things every day, he would have followed his sister out to sell goods like before.
Song Yao said patiently, âAll of you, stop! â
The man immediately stopped when he heard this. âWhatâs wrong?â
Song Yao looked at the man. âFirst of all, you booked this room first, right?â
The man replied, âYes.â
Song Yao said to the woman, âThen you can move out first.â
âWhy?â The middle-aged woman was furious. In the end, she returned to her room and moved her luggage out.
Seeing this, the man smiled smugly. âYou overestimated yourself, you old thing! I already told you to move out, but you insisted on arguing with me! Isnât this good?â The womanâs expression turned even uglier.
However, Song Yao said to the man, âWait, what did you just say?â
The man looked surprised. âI didnât say anything?â
Song Yao said, âYou called this woman an old thing who overestimated herself. You still say you didnât say anything? Youâll grow old one day, right?â
Hearing this, the manâs expression turned ugly. He also felt that he had gone too far just now.
âIâm sorry.â
Song Yao: âYouâre not apologizing to me, but to this lady. Itâs her fault for entering your room, so Maâam, you have to apologize too.â
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman and the man were unwilling to be the first to apologize.
A few minutes passed quickly. In the end, the man could not help but bite the bullet and take the initiative to say, âMaâam, itâs all my fault. I didnât think before I spoke just now. If you like this room, you can stay in this room. Iâll look for another room tonight.â
The middle-aged woman hurriedly pulled the man back. âYoung man, donât move. If you want to move, it should be the middle-aged woman who moves first. My attitude was bad just now.â
Hearing this, no matter how angry he was, he had almost calmed down.
The man said to Song Yao directly, âBoss, arrange a room like mine for this lady. Just put the room fee on my tab. Just treat it as my apology to her.â
âNo! Young man! ItâS not easy for you to earn money!â The woman stopped the man. âAnd it was my fault just now.â
She took out a strip of smoked meat from her backpack. âThis is our specialty food. I wanted to eat it on the way. In that case, this is for you.â
The man took the meat and immediately felt even more embarrassed.
âItâs all my fault! Iâm in a bad mood today! How about this? Letâs each take a step back. Iâll book a room for you and youâll send me cured meat.â
The middle-aged woman did not refuse. âOkay.â
Seeing that the two of them had reconciled, Song Yao tactfully left the corridor with Song Xiao.
Recalling what happened just now, Song Yao asked Song Xiao, âIf it were you, how would you resolve
the matter just now?â