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Chapter 92 - 92. Serious Snow (Part 2)

Shen Youchu broke through the psychological defense line and took the initiative to remind Chen Hansheng not to drink for the first time. However, this should not be possible. Chen Hansheng was already prepared to drink a pound tonight.

 "Gangneung Monica Hotel" is the venue for tonight's entertainment. It is located in the center of Gangneung District, opposite Dongshan Department Store. This hotel with a rural non-mainstream atmosphere is actually the best three-star hotel in Gangneung, and it is indeed a suburb. ah.

 As for the name, it is also a characteristic of the era. It does not have any foreign flavor and does not reflect the style.

 Monica Hotel has dining on the first floor, singing on the second floor, sauna on the third floor, and accommodation on the fourth floor and above, meeting the needs of eating, drinking, playing, and sleeping all at once.

 Chen Hansheng got off the bus, put his hands in his pockets, and ran all the way to the hotel door. After announcing the name of the room, the receptionist wearing only a cheongsam led Chen Hansheng to the room.

 "Is it cold to wear it like this?"

 Chen Hansheng pointed to the receptionist's exposed thigh.

 The welcoming lady had quite a bad temper. When she saw Chen Hansheng acting like a college student, she curled her lips and was too lazy to answer.

 Chen Hansheng smiled and stopped talking.

 Pushing open the dining room, there were already many people sitting inside, including business people in suits and leather shoes, couriers from the Jiangling branch, and campus agents who looked like college students.

 The private room is at least more than 60 square meters, and there are three tables inside. If nothing else, there is a table for the middle and senior management of Shenzhen Tong Company, a table for couriers from Jiangling, and a table for college student agents.

 It seems that the effect of entertaining people at this military parade has been achieved.

 Zhong Jiancheng and a few middle-aged people were drinking tea and chatting on a sofa not far away. The courier was bragging on another circle of sofas, and the atmosphere was lively.

 Only the college student agent was sitting on the outermost sofa. The table was empty, not to mention hot tea and boiled water.

 No one raised any objections, only one boy looked unhappy, as if he was cursing.

 Chen Hansheng walked over and greeted them: "Everyone, I am Chen Hansheng, the general agent of the Finance Institute."

 The responses from college student agents were relatively cold, not because of their personalities, but because they had too little social experience and were a bit reluctant to suddenly come to such an adult situation.

 Except for the boy who looked unhappy, he stood up and replied: "It turns out to be Brother Chen. I told you your name a long time ago. The ruthless man who took down the agents of four schools. My name is Liu Pengfei, from Jinling Institute of Science and Technology."

 Chen Hansheng walked over to him and sat down next to him. Liu Pengfei seemed to have a familiar personality.

 "Why don't we have tea here?"

 Chen Hansheng asked.

 It's okay not to ask. After asking, Liu Pengfei slammed the table: "The hotel waiter looks down on others. After knowing that we are college students, he didn't even serve us tea and didn't even bring an electric heater. My feet are numb from the cold." "

 The private room is quite large, and the air conditioner cannot cover it all, so an electric heater is required for heating.

 There are electric heaters next to other sofas, but the college student agent does not have one. This must be a deliberate neglect, but the hotel was like this in 2002. You can't expect the waiters to have a high service level. They generally have a sense of laziness.

 At this time, a male waiter walked over and asked Zhong Jiancheng when the food would be served. When he went out, he passed by Chen Hansheng and was grabbed by his arm.

 "How much does the tea in your hotel cost? Give each of us on the sofa a cup. I'll treat the brothers to tea!"

 Chen Hansheng spoke in a loud and powerful voice, and everyone else in the box looked this way.

 The waiter shook her off for a moment and then replied: "There is no charge for tea."

 "If you don't need money, what are you saving? We also moved an electric heater here. Damn it, can't you see what's going on here?"

 This was because the hotel waiters were being lazy. They saw that the real sponsor was the boss in the innermost circle, and the courier didn't seem to be easy to mess with, so tea and electric heaters were provided.

 These college students are all quite restrained. They have a lot of experience as waiters, and they dare not say anything when they know they are neglecting students. Nexiao met Chen Hansheng.

 "Okay, okay, let's go get it now. We were negligent just now. I'm really sorry."

 The waiter immediately apologized.

 After a while, the water and electric heater were all in place.

 Chen Hansheng took out his cigarette and said, "There is also an ashtray."

 Within half a minute, the ashtray was brought, and it was delivered by the receptionist in cheongsam just now.

 "Fuck, that's awesome, Brother Chen."

 Liu Pengfei drank tea and blew on the electric heater, and his body immediately warmed up.

 Chen Hansheng changed his fierce look just now and shared the cigarettes with a smile. Several part-time college students actually took them all, and he didn't know whether they smoked in the first place.

 At this time, Zhong Jiancheng came from the innermost place: "Han Sheng, come and meet our Mr. Liu and Mr. Chang."

 Chen Hansheng put out his cigarette butt and followed him to the innermost sofa. Zhong Jiancheng introduced: "This is the best-selling college student agent. It is responsible for the express delivery business of the School of Finance, Dongda University, Engineering and School of Medicine. The business has been very good these two days." Okay, I'll make more than 400 yuan tomorrow."

 Then, he introduced several hosts and guests: "Deputy General Manager Liu Zhizhou of Shenzhen Tong Express, Assistant General Manager Kong Jing, General Manager of Jianye Chang Xiaoping..."

 Liu Zhizhou is the person with the highest status here. He put on glasses and said with a smile: "I'm sorry just now, we just drank tea by ourselves and forgot about you."

 Chen Hansheng said: "This is the hotel's problem. They see Mr. Liu and Mr. Chang as being rich and noble, and they only have eyes for you."

 "Hahaha."

 Several people laughed, and Chen Hansheng even flattered him when he answered.

 Kong Jing is a beautiful young woman in her early thirties. She wears thickened black stockings under her windbreaker. Her calves don't look too thick, and her smile makes her look charming.

 Originally, Zhong Jiancheng brought Chen Hansheng here just to get acquainted, but Chen Hansheng was thick-skinned and didn't want to leave immediately. After all, only by following this circle can you hear the news.

 Chen Hansheng looked around the sofa. The important guests must not be able to move. The only ones who could move were Zhong Jiancheng and Peng Qiang.

 Peng Qiang is the courier captain of the Jiangling District store, and Chen Hansheng is very familiar with him.

 "Brother Qiang, tuck your butt away and make room for me to sit down."

 Chen Hansheng said with a playful smile.

 Peng Qiang stood up immediately after hearing this: "Come on, come on, I'll let you sit down, as if you can understand."

 People like Liu Zhizhou and Chang Xiaoping talked a lot when chatting, and Peng Qiang sometimes felt that he couldn't keep up with his ideas.

 Chen Hansheng sat down unceremoniously and turned around and said, "Thank you, Brother Qiang, for giving me the opportunity to study."

 Chang Xiaoping, the general manager of Jianye, thought that Chen Hansheng, a college student, was quite interesting. He took out a cigarette and threw it over: "Do you want to smoke?"

 "Smoke."

 Chen Hansheng took the cigarette and took a look at the circle of sofas represented by college students.

 Tea is available, electric heaters are available, but communication is still minimal.

 "It's snowing, it's snowing, it's really snowing this time."

 Suddenly, a burst of joyous cheers came from outside.

 The people in the box looked up and, sure enough, catkin-like snowflakes were falling on the window lattice of the box and gradually disappeared.

 Hoo, a serious snow.