Chapter 163 Master
The name of Lanyu Hotel is in response to the allusion of "the warm sun in Lantian makes the jade smoke" and also echoes the name of the investor Liu Qiyu. The six-story hotel is built according to the standards of a three-star hotel and is currently the most upscale hotel in Shenzhen.
When Xiangbei and Tao Nanfeng walked into the hall, they were immediately attracted by the interior decoration.
The shiny marble-patterned floor tiles, the magnificent murals, the translucent multi-layered crystal chandeliers are luxurious, unique in style, and elegantly decorated. The sunlight shines through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting the indoor lights, creating a magnificent scene.
The most eye-catching thing is the Chinese-style hollow stone dragon column in the center of the lobby. A giant dragon with bared fangs and claws circled down, with its head raised high, as if singing to the sky.
Tao Nanfeng stood beside the dragon pillar and admired it for a long time. She reached out and touched the dragon's body. A cool and delicate touch came from her fingertips. She smiled and said to Xiangbei, "No wonder Ren Yang said that this dragon pillar is expensive. The material and carving alone must have cost a lot of money."
Xiang Bei also laughed at the side: "I just don't know if there is really a dragon under this pillar."
Tao Nanfeng was also a little curious. He was about to touch the pillar with his hand and use his special ability to sense the situation underground, but Xiangbei grabbed his arm and stopped him with his eyes.
Tao Nanfeng looked at him puzzledly.
Xiangbei whispered in her ear: "Be more restrained outside."
Tao Nanfeng's amazing strength, his ability to dig holes like tofu and quickly discover structural problems are too eye-catching. The farm environment is simple and information is blocked. In the face of everyone's doubts, he can barely use the word "natural" to prevaricate, but where is this? This is a special zone of Shenzhen City, where talented people and famous teachers gather.
What if she really meets a strange person who becomes very interested in her?
Xiangbei thinks more than Tao Nanfeng. Doesn’t it say in the miscellaneous books on cultivating immortals that someone picked up a secret book by chance, and after practicing, he became an immortal? Could this be the case with Tao Nanfeng?
Although Tao Nanfeng did not mention her special abilities to Xiang Bei, Xiang Bei had to find ways to protect her and tried hard to hide her abilities and try to present them in a more reasonable way.
"Okay." Seeing Xiangbei trying to stop him, Tao Nanfeng naturally withdrew his hand and no longer paid attention to the pillar. Anyway, we can always find opportunities by using our supernatural powers to explore underground, so there is no need to rush.
The waiter was in uniform and had a warm and attentive attitude. He helped them with the check-in procedures. This made Tao Nanfeng, who was used to the indifferent attitude of waiters in mainland guesthouses, a little uncomfortable to adapt to.
I always feel that the other person's smile is too friendly, his words are too gentle, his actions are too deliberate, and his behavior is too polite, making me feel uncomfortable all over.
Xiang Bei had a cold face and a strong aura, so the hotel staff didn't dare to approach him. They respectfully led them to the door of the room, bowed, and then left.
The 30-square-meter room is clean, tidy and elegant. The large floor-to-ceiling windows are covered with white gauze and face the afterglow of the setting sun. The sky is filled with rosy clouds and it is as beautiful as a fairyland.
Standing at the window and looking down, the U-shaped floor plan encloses a Lingnan garden. The lake is full of lush flowers and trees, and the green water corridor is winding, looking quiet and elegant.
Tao Nanfeng sighed softly: "This is indeed a paradise for the rich..."
On the train, I heard Ren Yang and Yi Jun talk about the hardships of life in Shenzhen. The temporary shed was full of rats and bedbugs, and the workers were queuing up to wash their hair and take showers under the cold tap. But when I got here, I saw that the rich still lived in extreme luxury.
A standard room costs eighty-eight dollars a night. Professor Tao Shouxin cannot afford a room with his monthly salary.
The drawbacks of the market economy began to emerge here - the rich enjoy wine and meat, while the poor freeze to death on the streets.
Whether it is "hardship" or "luxury" depends only on whether you have money.
Xiangbei and Tao Nanfeng took a bath and sat by the window, hugging each other and watching the sunset.
The mental shock they received today was too great, and the two of them leaned against each other, not saying a word. Tao Nanfeng's back was pressed against Xiangbei's chest, his hair was loose and the top of his head touched his chin.
In this quiet and beautiful world, the two people's heartbeats and breathing are intertwined, warm and romantic.
"Ding Dong!" The doorbell rang, interrupting this intimate and tender moment.
Tao Nanfeng moved, held her shoulders and whispered in her ear: "In Jiangcheng, your father always told us to be low-key and not spend money for fear of being envied. But here we are not afraid... I ordered the hotel's meal delivery service, so let's just enjoy it."
After saying that, Xiangbei asked her to sit still and he stood up and opened the door.
Two hotel staff members in white chef uniforms pushed in a dining cart, placed a tablecloth, knives and forks, bowls and plates on the table, and served three dishes, a soup, and two bowls of rice. Before leaving, they also placed a small box of flowers on the table.
Dewy red roses and dotted forget-me-nots bloom on the white dining table.
The soup is two bowls of pork trotters stewed with lily and figs, and the dishes are crispy barbecued pork with honey, garlic and black pepper beef cubes, and fried lobster balls with mint and mustard.
Hunan cuisine and Hubei cuisine are both salty, fragrant, spicy and strong in flavor. In fact, Tao Nanfeng has a light taste and prefers light and simple food. Cantonese cuisine is light, returning to the original flavor of the food, but it is diverse and leaves a lingering aftertaste, which is very much to Tao Nanfeng's taste.
Especially the soup, with a light sweetness lingering on the tip of the tongue, and the aroma of fruit, grass, and meat overlapping. The unprecedented taste made Tao Nanfeng smile from ear to ear.
Xiangbei stared at Tao Nanfeng in a daze, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, emitting sweetness and happiness from the inside out, and suddenly felt a little guilty. This is the first time I see Nanfeng eating so happily. In the past, she seemed to eat lazily and indifferently.
Even if he smiled and praised the food for being delicious, he wouldn't smile so happily. It’s not so much that the food pleases her as that she’s trying to please the person who’s cooking it.
Xiangbei lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, savoring its flavor carefully. I tried three more dishes and secretly compared them with home-cooked stir-fries.
It turns out that she likes sweeter and lighter flavors.
Xiangbei reached out his hand and stroked her cheek. His palm was rough and thick, with warm heat. Tao Nanfeng looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
Xiang Bei looked deep in the eyes and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I just wanted to touch you." Because I feel sorry for you being sensible and you have been a quiet child since childhood, I can't bear to see you suffer and want to protect and love you better.
Tao Nanfeng tilted his head slightly, rubbed his cheek against Xiangbei's palm, and said with a smile: "There's no one here, you can touch me as you like."
The smooth skin brushing against his palm made Xiangbei's heart flutter.
Thinking that Jiang Qizhuo would come over soon, Xiangbei suppressed his surging emotions and looked at Tao Nanfeng gently.
Tao Nanfeng did not notice Xiangbei's change. She was always focused on what she was doing, and it was rare for her to come across food that suited her taste. Plus, the food on the train was simple, so she ate with relish and finished all the food on the table.
Xiangbei felt that he was not as happy as Tao Nanfeng while eating. He hardly touched any of the dishes on the table and only ate half of the rice and soup.
After they finished their meal, they made an internal call to ask the waiter to come and clear the table.
Xiangbei picked a red rose from the box, put it next to Tao Nanfeng's ear, looked at it from left to right, and said, "People are more beautiful than flowers."
The service staff hadn't left yet. Tao Nanfeng's cheeks were slightly red, but she felt happy in her heart.
Although Xiangbei and I are in love, it seems that we rarely have such relaxing time together alone. There are always many people around two people, including father, parents-in-law, children, colleagues, friends...
Now the two of them have come to a strange environment where no one knows them. They are not afraid of being laughed at or envied no matter what they do. They actually feel a kind of joy and happiness as if they were on a honeymoon.
The two of them were in love for a while, and then the phone rang. The waiter told Xiangbei that a visitor had arrived and should wait in the lobby.
Nanfeng changed into a dress, while Xiangbei wore a simple cotton shirt and military pants, and the two of them walked down the stairs shoulder to shoulder. The men are handsome and the women are pretty, they look very pleasing to the eye.
As soon as they walked into the lobby, Jiang Qizhu stood up from the leather sofa in the northwest corner, walked quickly to the two of them, and grabbed Xiangbei's hand.
"You are my lucky stars! The leaders agreed and told me to go ahead. Anyway, two plots of land and 240 housing units are a death order. After completing these two requirements, you can build as many houses as you want."
Tao Nanfeng did not expect that the Shenzhen Stock Exchange leaders would be so efficient and courageous.
Anyone who has studied urban planning or architecture knows that the floor area ratio refers to the ratio of the building area to the land area. It is a very important planning indicator and the urban regulations department has strict restrictions on this.
All national construction must be carried out according to plan. Who dares to break such an important indicator as the floor area ratio?
Tao Nanfeng didn't know how big the two plots of land in Cuihu District of Shenzhen were, but the floor area ratio of two plots of land that could be used to build 20,000 square meters of housing should have strict indicators, but it could be arbitrarily determined by the real estate company. This is really unbelievable in the mainland.
It seems that the leaders of Shenzhen City have tried their best to build 240 sets of cadre dormitories without spending a penny.
Tao Nanfeng smiled and said, "Congratulations! Let's go look at the land together tomorrow, arrange the building types, and try to build two more buildings while meeting the user's requirements."
Jiang Qizhu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's what I mean. Since we are looking for Hong Kong businessmen to invest, we must let them make money. The houses other than the 240 units can be sold, and then we can discuss profit sharing with them."
As the three were talking, there was a commotion at the hotel entrance.
The waiters hurried to the door and stood in two neat rows next to the revolving door, shouting in unison: "Mr. Liu, Master Yi, good evening!"
The sound was so loud that it echoed in the lobby, causing everyone to look towards the hotel entrance.
A middle-aged man with a big belly, wearing a yellow and black plaid shirt, a gold-plated belt buckle, semi-long hair, a thick gold chain around his neck, a cigar in his mouth, walking with a swaying gait, and his whole body exudes the vibe of "I'm rich".
The other tall and thin man, about fifty years old, had a goatee, wore a linen shirt and cloth shoes, and had wide sleeves. He moved with an air of an immortal.
Jiang Qizhu was a party cadre and had seen many Hong Kong businessmen of this type. He calmly introduced them to Tao Nanfeng and Xiangbei.
"That fat guy is the owner of Lanyu Hotel, Liu Qiyu. He is a big boss in the hotel business in Hong Kong. When he saw Shenzhen was building a special economic zone, he immediately came here to build this hotel."
He pointed at the man with the goatee and said, "The man next to Boss Liu is a very famous geomancer in Hong Kong, Yi Zhenghao. Liu Qiyu believes in superstition, so he always brings Master Yi with him when he has important matters to ask him to help him read the feng shui and determine good and bad luck."
Tao Nanfeng and Xiang Bei looked at each other and exchanged meaningful glances.
It's so mysterious that the characters in the story appear before my eyes.
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