This Xiao Zhang is too honest...
Zhang Hongcheng smiled innocently, like a young man who hadn't seen the world. "Didn't your employees tell me there's a vacant space on the other side of the hall? It's perfect for setting up a set. If the guests don't want to sit there, it would be nice to give it to one of our employees."
Yang Tonghai smiled helplessly.
They are a foreign-related hotel, so what’s not the best?
However, even if Yang Tonghai doesn't like this thing that is delivered to his door, he will not push it away.
Firstly, there is no need to offend anyone. Secondly, even if the hotel cannot use it, you can probably "borrow" it from someone else's home.
It’s a sofa set after all.
It was not until Yang Tonghai saw this set of sofas that he showed surprise.
As a foreign receptionist, he has high standards.
Yang Tonghai has a deep understanding of the preferences of foreigners.
How can I describe this set of things?
It almost completely caters to foreigners' preferences in all aspects!
"It's so light, is the quality okay?"
"Don't worry! This is something our guesthouse staff tinkered with on their own. It's double-reinforced and not for outsiders to use."
This minimalist sofa was placed at the end of the hotel lobby which had always been empty.
It’s a pity that Zhang Hongcheng and others couldn’t see it - because that area is not open to domestic people.
Zhang Hongcheng calmed down and was not in a hurry at all. He knew that foreigners who came to Taobao in China were looking for high-quality and low-priced goods, and they would not miss this set of minimalist sofas.
In the context of general stagflation in the Western economy, a set of cheap yet high-end sofas is definitely the first choice for family spending.
Now I am just waiting for the approval from Northeast China to set up a woodworking workshop...
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