This time it was Song Shanchuan's turn to be surprised, and he quickly waved his hands: "I can do it by myself."
Lin Cuiping rolled her eyes and said, "You are participating in the competition to represent our hotel. As the manager, I must go and encourage you! Yesterday I went to inquire about the previous competition. Other contestants from other hotels sent several people. If I let you go by yourself, wouldn't that make people look down on you?"
Of course, she called Xie Yunshu last night, which was also agreed by Xie Yunshu.
Xie Yunshu did not tell Lin Cuiping about the things that Li Chuchu analyzed. No matter what choice Song Shanchuan made in the future, at least he was now a member of Hai'an Hotel, and the honors brought by the competition also belonged to Hai'an Hotel.
Lin Cuiping was still in a state of excitement, so she naturally didn't think about this. She had an ambitious plan: "Xie Yunshu, I have thought about it. I will make a big poster in advance and hang it on the door of our hotel. I will also make a big loudspeaker to publicize Song Shanchuan's award. Then our hotel will definitely make a lot of money!"
Xie Yunshu specially approved '500 yuan' of publicity funds for her: "Just do whatever you want!"
Lin Cuiping ran to the market early in the morning and spent money to make a large banner with the name of Song Shanchuan from Hai'an Hotel printed on it, preparing to bring it to the final.
Song Shanchuan's heart started pounding. He didn't hear anything. Until he heard that she said she wanted to accompany him to the competition.
It was hard to tell whether he was happy, excited, or a little scared, but he subconsciously gestured with his hands: "Will you come with me to Hangzhou to compete?"
Is there a relationship between you and her?
Can I be alone with her for two whole days?
Lin Cuiping nodded heavily: "Yes, let's go together! In the next two days, you should quickly think about what dishes to prepare. Although it is unlikely to win the first place, we must at least show the momentum of our Hai'an Hotel!"
She squinted her eyes after she finished speaking: "Yes, I still have to go to the printing house to print some flyers and have Tingting and Manman distribute them in advance. When we come back from the game, our hotel will welcome many guests as soon as it opens."
Song Shanchuan heard her talking non-stop for a long time. He could not get a word in except nodding. He took out a colorful silk scarf from his pocket and gave it to her: "I saw it at Hangzhou Department Store. It looks good on you."
Lin Cuiping paused and blinked: "Give it to me?"
Song Shanchuan's handsome face turned slightly red, afraid that she would see through his thoughts, but he explained awkwardly, "It's not expensive, I bought it because I thought it looked good."
Lin Cuiping took the scarf and pursed her lips. She was such a talkative person but suddenly she didn't know what to say.
She knew that Song Shanchuan might have a crush on her, but if he didn't tell her, she would just pretend she didn't know. What else could she do? After all, she was a girl, so how could she ask him directly if he liked her?
She suddenly understood Tian Hao's approach. It seemed good to get along with him like friends and colleagues. At least there was no psychological burden. She was even a little afraid that Song Shanchuan would say it out loud. If that happened, she didn't know how she would get along with him in the future.
Because Lin Cuiping was not sure whether she could accept Song Shanchuan, she had imagined many times what kind of husband she would have in the future.
Tall and mighty, with powerful family backgrounds, and with stable jobs within the system, in short, without exception, they are the kind of people that people envy.
But Song Shanchuan obviously doesn't meet the criteria...
Lin Cuiping suddenly felt that she was a bit like the bad guy Feng Qiang. How could she accept Song Shanchuan's kindness to her with peace of mind? If they couldn't be together, Song Shanchuan would have his own girlfriend and someone to marry in the future.
She knew that since Song Shanchuan started talking, some girls had come to ask about him secretly...
If Song Shanchuan has a girlfriend, then if she cooks for herself and gives her a scarf, she will definitely be sad. She should keep her distance from Song Shanchuan from now on.
But, but it's so good...
She couldn't imagine how good it was. What would happen if it happened to another girl?
Lin Cuiping held the scarf but didn't say anything. Song Shanchuan couldn't guess what she was thinking, so he asked tentatively: "Don't you like this color?"
Song Shanchuan has a good eye. This scarf is made of high-quality silk with bright colors and a very popular geometric pattern. The price is obviously not cheap.
"How much?" Lin Cuiping lowered her head and touched her bag.
Song Shanchuan was stunned. In fact, he was considered "rich" at the moment, because he usually didn't spend any money. Except for going to the vegetable market to buy some ingredients for Lin Cuiping's special meal, he hardly touched the money.
Because she wanted to take care of her son, Song's mother had been saving their savings. She had saved more than 2,000 yuan in a year, but ordinary families don't have that much savings. What's more, Song Shanchuan's monthly salary is still so high.
After Wang could talk, he no longer had to save money for medical treatment, so his mother gave him the passbook, which contained 2,450 yuan, plus a 300 yuan bonus for both mother and son at the end of this year.
It was about three thousand yuan, which was a huge sum of money.
This time I went to Hangzhou and spent more than a hundred yuan. Apart from the money for buying food, this scarf was the most expensive thing I bought, but Song Shanchuan didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"It's free." Song Shanchuan took a step back, not daring to look Lin Cuiping in the eye. He had no experience in lying, so his voice began to tremble. "It's very cheap, it's free."
Lin Cuiping likes to go shopping in department stores when she has nothing to do. She has seen a lot of good things and knows how to identify them. This scarf feels different to the touch, so she knows it must be expensive, at least ten yuan.
Song Shanchuan has no talent for lying, unlike her who talks nonsense without hesitation.
But after saying this, Lin Cuiping insisted on giving money to me, which seemed a bit deliberate, so she stopped and said, "Okay then."
She couldn't always take advantage, so she might as well find an opportunity to buy other things back.
After the eighth day of the first lunar month, Xie Yunshu also became busy.
Shen Subai called back and said that the procedures for Pengcheng were almost completed, but the loan procedures had not been approved yet. As for how much money could be loaned out, it was still unknown. If the funds were not enough, he would have to think of other ways.
Building a building by yourself is not the same as doing a project for others. The former requires a deposit, and the purchase of building materials is also funded by the client. The only thing Xie Yunshu needs to prepare is the labor and capital, which is not a large amount, at most 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and the payment will be returned quickly.
But building a house yourself and selling it is different. The initial investment is at least hundreds of thousands, and it is still unknown whether it can make a splash.
Xie Yunshu was still a little scared: “Shen Subai, we won’t lose money, right?”
"No." Shen Subai's tone was very sure, as if giving her a reassurance pill: "Wife, someone will definitely rush to buy the house you build."
Xie Yunshu pursed his lips and said something irrelevant: "I miss you a little."
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