Chapter 19 Supernatural Object: Hotel Map
“Since everyone has no objections, it’s settled.”
Lin Yuan is very satisfied with the attitude of the new employees, this is high quality Working as a worker—beautiful, hard-working, thrifty.
Absolutely perfect!
Tong Qian, He Yin'er and Liu Qingqing were fine, but He Yuelian was so angry that she wanted to flip the table.
Thinking of her, the dignified eldest daughter of the He family, she had been pampered since she was a child and had everything she wanted. How could she be so angry in this weird little restaurant?
So...
Lin Yuan looked at He Yuelian and the broom in her hand in surprise, "What's wrong?"
He Yuelian's face straightened. "Boss, I think the floor hasn't been swept clean yet, so I'll sweep it again, otherwise I'll be sorry for my three-day salary!"
When she mentioned three days and three yuan, she gritted her teeth.
Lin Yuan acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and laughed and said: "Not bad, that's the work attitude, work hard, and I will promote you to the lobby manager in the future."
The boss just needs to be able to draw the pie.
"Thank you, boss."
He Yuelian smiled "sweetly", hiding her murderous gaze, lowered her head and swept the floor.
"The store has just started, and accommodation is not included. You go back first. We will see who of you comes to work tomorrow. You guys can arrange it yourself. By the way, remember to be early. Even if there are no customers, you must prepare your boss. My breakfast.”
So, the cook you hired is not for opening a restaurant in this damn place, but for yourself, right?
Also, the recruitment notice clearly stated that board and lodging would be included, so how about just forgetting about it?
Damn capitalists!
They are all involved in the supernatural circle! ! !
Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes, and then asked curiously: "Boss, how are we going to come here tomorrow?"
Just now, when Yang Jian was waiting for seven students from No. 7 Middle School to leave, he walked directly into the white mist.
So this is how you should leave this hotel.
But the question is, how should they get there?
Tong Qian is also very concerned about this issue.
She is now certain that the source of this suspected S-class supernatural incident is the Peace Hotel, but the Peace Hotel is obviously still safe.
Before the balance of the Peace Hotel is broken, it will not cause too terrible changes.
This is also an important reason why she is willing to stay as a cook.
But you can’t have a heavy fog affecting the whole city every time you come to work, right?
This is too irritating to the nerves of the headquarters. If it really happens, the people in charge of the headquarters will have a nervous breakdown due to the supernatural events that happen every few days.
Lin Yuan looked surprised, "You don't know how you got here? Then how did you get here?"
Although this is a bit awkward to say, the meaning is obvious.
Tong Qian and He Yin'er looked at each other, obviously a little nervous.
The boss's understanding is obviously different from theirs. If he says it directly, will it break the balance of the Peace Hotel and cause uncontrollable supernatural events?
But Liu Qingqing didn’t know, didn’t think too much, and said aggrievedly: “Because of this white fog, I was still shopping, but I encountered this white fog, and then I arrived inexplicably. Here it comes. "
Tong Qian and He Yin'er wanted to stop it, but it was too late and they could only look at Lin Yuan nervously.
Fortunately nothing has changed.
Lin Yuan just frowned slightly, but there was no subsequent change. "This fog is indeed a bit troublesome. Isn't it pollution from some factory? Fortunately, I can't enter the store, forget it."
He came to the cashier and had an idea.
A hundred rats disappeared from the utility room in an instant, and then several double-sided folded cardboard pieces appeared next to the business cards on the cash register.
There is a house drawn in the center of the paper, which is the Peace Hotel. There are several route guides nearby. It looks very simple.
Lin Yuan waved with satisfaction, motioned for Tong Qian and others to come over, and then handed over a piece of paper each, "This is a map near the Peace Hotel. If you take it, you should be able to find the Peace Hotel." Goldfinger's invention has been made out of nothing. After many experiments, Lin Yuan was confident that such a simple map could allow them to find their way to the Peace Hotel.
“Thank you, boss.”
Tong Qian took the map and already had some guesses in her mind: this should be some kind of supernatural item and the key to the Peace Hotel .
He Yin'er, who had experienced a ghost post office, directly marked this simple map with the letter paper of the ghost post office.
But it's obvious.
The map is not like letter paper and does not need to be burned.
"It's almost time. You guys should discuss who will come to work tomorrow. Go back and rest early. By the way, there is one thing I want to remind you. As a hotel staff, you must protect the safety of the guests and the hotel. Privacy. "
The constant white fog outside the store made it impossible for Lin Yuan to tell the time by the sky, but next to the cashier, there was an electronic clock that he made out of thin air.
It shows that it is already past ten o'clock in the evening.
"I'll come to work tomorrow. Anyway, I haven't had much to do recently."
Liu Qingqing took the initiative to speak. As for the money, she didn't care - three yuan a day, why do you care? Just treat it like this. Watch handsome guys for free.
You know, it is extremely rare for a super handsome guy like the boss, even if she checks the app every day.
Tong Qian and He Yin'er did not refuse, and then the three of them walked into the white mist together, and exchanged mobile phone numbers for contact.
By the way, let’s discuss the shift of work.
Compared with Liu Qingqing's indifference, Tong Qian and He Yin'er kept paying attention to their surroundings.
But just a few steps into the white mist, the Peace Hotel behind him, which should have been only a few meters away, suddenly became blurred and then disappeared.
Then, they disappeared into the white mist at the same time.
In the ghost post office, He Yin'er appeared again, in the closed room, holding the simple map in his hand.
The butterfly pretending to be dead in her hand instantly turned back into a dark shadow and appeared beside her. To her surprise, the movement of the shadow disappeared.
"The hotel's supernatural power made it freeze? No, no, it's not a freeze, but the effect is not much different!"
He Yin'er's background makes her very aware of the various supernatural circles, including the death of ghosts. Condition.
"If this effect spreads, it will definitely be more crazy than the supernatural bus! I have to go back to Taiping Ancient Town and inquire about the situation of this hotel."
...
On the outskirts of ZS City, in the temporary headquarters.
Several cities in a row were shrouded in white fog. People inside could not get out and people outside could not get in. Many people had begun to put pressure on Zhao Jianguo, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Fortunately, the white fog in Dachang City dissipated, barely giving him a chance to relax.
However, if the white fog in ZS City, Tai'ao City, Dahan City and other places still persists, then his position as captain may also come to an end.
"Captain! The fog in ZS City has dispersed, and the white fog in Dahan City and Da'ao City has also dispersed!"
The sudden good news made Zhao Jianguo excited He jumped up and said, "Really? Contact Tong Qian quickly. This time, she is the big contributor!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Without the obstruction of the white mist, Tong Qian's signal came online again. Soon, Tong Qian came to the temporary headquarters and became a group of people in charge of the headquarters. panda.
(End of this chapter)