"Um."
I picked up my car keys, and while putting on the coat I had just taken off, I said to her, "I've hidden a box of fireworks under your bed. Please keep an eye on it for me, and make sure the nurses don't find it. If they confiscate it, I'll be at a huge loss. This box is worth several hundred yuan!"
Ye Zhi finally stopped turning her back to me, but she was glaring at me… I can’t really describe her temper, but at this moment I definitely pissed her off. Because when I came to visit her, I didn’t bring fruit or flowers, but instead brought a box of fireworks and firecrackers. What an irresponsible person I am to do something like that!
I raised an eyebrow at her, then grabbed my car keys and dashed out of the ward...
Amidst the whistling wind in my ears, I felt we were more like friends now, because I seemed to have found a way to deal with her indifference, and she wasn't invincible; at least, when she got irritated, she would get angry, and it would show on her face...
...
After leaving the hospital, I drove Ye Zhi's G-Wagon to a nearby car rental company. With her car, I only needed to find another one. At that moment, Yang Sisi sent me the customer's information.
After looking at three or four car rental companies, I finally chose a BMW 525 to go with me to the airport; and the driver was the owner of the rental company, who told me to call him Xiao Song.
When we arrived at the airport, it was lunchtime, so I treated him to a simple meal at the airport restaurant. We chatted casually during the meal...
He asked me, "Brother, you run an inn, right?"
How did you know?
“In our line of work, besides tourists, we deal with guesthouses the most… and I feel that your guesthouse must be quite high-end.”
I smiled and replied, "That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have come here to rent a BMW to pick up my guests."
"Your guesthouse must be doing pretty well, November is the slowest season in Dali. The guesthouses that are still getting guests at this time are the ones that are truly making money in Dali!"
I found chatting with this young man, Song, quite enjoyable, so I asked him, "Which months are the peak season in Dali?"
"You're running a newly opened inn, right?... That's a really unprofessional question!"
"It just opened... I know October and summer vacation are definitely peak seasons, but I've never been here before, so I don't know how popular it will be."
"You're wrong. The peak season isn't summer vacation or October... the real peak season is during the Chinese New Year. You have no idea how much the tourism market in Dali expanded during last year's Spring Festival..."
I especially enjoy chatting with these Dali locals because they can give me a lot of useful information. So I pressed on and asked, "Tell me, just how inflated have you become?"
"Let me put it this way: on the night of the Spring Festival, a sofa in any guesthouse can sell for four or five hundred yuan; and many guesthouse owners are willing to live in their cars and sell their rooms to tourists in order to make more money that day... Just think about it, isn't this market crazy!"
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