Chapter 2282 to Go After 2 Months

The second call had just been hung up, and the phone rang again, this time with an unfamiliar local number.

"Hey, is this the Chengnan Hotel? Do you have a room there with a poem written on the wall? The first sentence is 'Bright moonlight in front of the bed'. I want to reserve that room. Already booked for tomorrow night? The day after tomorrow? What about the evening? What about the night after tomorrow? Okay, then make a reservation for the night after tomorrow."

Then, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...the calls kept coming in.

"What? It's been booked until a month later? I'm rubbing it! Why are they so fast? Set, set, set, one month later, one month later."

"It's okay, okay, I'll book the other room first, the room next to it. What? The rooms next to it are booked for a week later? Okay, we're going to book it, we still have to book it."

"What about the next room? Or is it reserved for a week later? What about the other rooms? What? No more? There are only three rooms in total? Boss, you have too few rooms. You still have to decide, you can find me the fastest time to check in."

"..."

One after another, the boss didn't know how many calls he had answered. All he knew was that his voice was a little hoarse, and the room with poems had been reserved for two months.

The other two rooms have also been booked for a month later.

During this process, the boss is always in a completely confused state, which feels as unreal as a dream.

Well, no, dreams feel more real than this.

However, although the boss was always confused and confused, he knew that it had something to do with the poem that the young man left on the wall.

It seemed that the poem had already spread outside.

How did it spread? It was easy for the boss to think that the tall and thin man who stayed last night, besides himself, was the only one who had seen the poem.

Then, it can only be the lanky man who spread the poem.

And this is not the point, the point is why after the poem spread, it would cause such a sensational situation? There will be so many people who can't wait to call to book a room and ask nothing, just book a room.

Could it be that those who called to book the room guessed the identity of the young man? And that young man's identity is extremely extraordinary, enough to make so many people eager to live in the same room.

Who is that young man? The boss carefully recalled the face of the young man, it seemed to be a rather ordinary young man, he really couldn't guess who the young man was?

But no matter who that young man is, the boss is already full of gratitude in his heart, and he is definitely the noble person in his life.

I have received hundreds of calls to book a room in a row, and no matter how long it takes, they are all booked. Such a brilliant achievement, not to mention his humble hotel in the south of the city, even the most luxurious star-rated hotels, is absolutely unprecedented.

It can be said that this is already a miracle.

For the boss, this is too unreal, even a dream is more real than this.

Excited, after being excited for a long time, the boss finally felt that things had a touch of authenticity.

Who is that young man? The boss still doesn't know, but he believes that everything will be answered tomorrow.

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The next day, shortly after dawn, the boss opened the door and started business.

Not long after opening the door, I saw a man in his twenties wearing glasses, hurriedly rushed outside the store and stood still, looking at the four-character signboard of "Chengnan Hotel", and said to himself: "South Gate The Chengnan Hotel outside should be this one."

Then, the man with glasses saw the boss, with a look of excitement and anticipation on his face, quickly ran to the boss and said, "Boss, are you the boss of the Chengnan Hotel? Do you have a room on a wall here? A young guest left a poem,

The first sentence is 'bright moonlight in front of the bed'? "

Someone will come over today, the boss is not surprised, he just didn't expect someone to come so early.

He said: "Indeed, it was the night before yesterday, and a young man staying in the accommodation left such a poem on the wall."

When the man with glasses heard the confirmation from the boss, he seemed even more excited and looking forward to it, and said, "Boss, can I go take a look?"

The boss nodded and said, "Of course, sir, please come upstairs with me."

"Hey, okay, okay, thank you boss." The man with glasses nodded hurriedly.

The boss seemed calm on the surface, but the excitement in his heart was nowhere near the man with glasses.

Bringing the man with glasses into the room, the boss pointed to a wall and said, "It's there, sir, please take a look."

As soon as the man with glasses entered the room, he couldn't wait to scan the surrounding walls. Then he saw the direction the boss's hand was pointing, and after looking at it, he saw words on the wall. With a low voice, he ran over in two steps.

Coming to the front, the man with glasses became more and more excited and excited, and muttered, "It can't be wrong, absolutely can't be wrong, this is Mr. Li Fan's words, only Mr. Li Fan's words have such deep meaning. attainments."

The boss has been paying attention to the reaction of the man with glasses, and naturally he heard the man with glasses muttering to himself. When he heard the words "Mr. Li Fan", the boss was shocked at first, and then finally solved the many doubts in his heart.

Clear, everything is clear, all doubts are solved. Why those calls from last night? Why did the man with glasses in front of him run here so early in the morning, still looking like this?

It turned out that the young man turned out to be Li Fan.

"Hey! I should have thought that apart from Mr. Li Fan, who else would have such influence? Why didn't I think that the young man was Mr. Li Fan?" The boss thought so in his heart.

Thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. Why didn't he think that the young man would be Li Fan?

Because in his opinion, this poem is quite ordinary, how could Li Fan's poem be so ordinary? This is the reason why he didn't think about Li Fan at all.

But the current situation shows that this poem is really from the hands of Li Fan.

Could it be that this poem is not as simple as it seems?

The boss froze in his heart, and once again looked at the poems on the wall, carefully savoring it.

This careful one taste, he seems to really faintly feel the extraordinary of this song. However, before he could take a deeper look, his thoughts were interrupted by the words of the man with glasses.

"Boss, I live in this room tonight, how much is it for a night?"

"This..." The boss glanced at the man with glasses strangely and said, "I'm very sorry sir, this room has been reserved tonight."

"Has someone made a reservation? So soon?" The man with glasses was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Then tomorrow night, or tomorrow night as well."

The boss shook his head and said, "I'm still sorry, sir, there are also reservations for tomorrow night."

"I made a reservation for tomorrow night? What about the night after tomorrow?"

"It's also reserved for the night after tomorrow."

"I made a reservation for the night after tomorrow? No, what about the night after tomorrow?"

"Also booked."

"No, boss, when will you be able to live in this room at the earliest?"

"This...will go in two months."

"What? Two months later? Boss, all the previous times have been booked? When did they book? There can't be so many people earlier than me, right?"

"Last night, booked over the phone."

"Phone? I wipe! Why didn't I think that I could still book by phone?"

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