Chapter 643 My good-for-nothing husband with only a junior high school diploma (12)

After all, this place has not been developed yet. The Moonlight Hotel standing among the weeds and trees looks very desolate.

The company has arranged several staff members in advance in the Moonlight Hotel, one is Aunt Wu who is responsible for sanitation, two twin brothers who are responsible for doing chores and serving as waiters, Mu Ping and Mu An, and a chef Zhou who is responsible for cooking.

This big hotel does not have many staff members, but the hotel is currently in the trial stage and will only invite a few guests to try staying, so this number of staff members is enough.

As soon as Bai Yao stepped into the hotel, he was warmly welcomed by this group of people.

"Hello, Manager Bai!"

The four men split into two sides, with the same smile on their faces and the same enthusiasm, which seemed a little weird.

Bai Yao glanced at the people present.

Aunt Wu, who was in charge of sanitation, looked to be about forty years old, very energetic and gentle.

Chef Zhou was a strong man, probably because of all the years of carrying heavy iron pots.

And the pair of young men in tuxedos were exactly the same handsome, with no difference in the curvature of their mouths and the angles of their eyes.

Mu Ping and Mu An, the twins stood together, and Bai Yao couldn't tell who was who at all.

She replied politely: "Hello, I'm glad to work with you in the future."

In this magnificent hall, Bai Yao seemed to have the highest status. In fact, she was the outsider, because among the people present, except for her who suddenly dropped in, the other four people were originally employees of the hotel.

Although the Moonlight Hotel was abandoned, such a large building still had gatekeepers over the years to prevent thieves from prying things.

Gu Chengzhi didn't know from whom he bought this land. Previously, the company in this industry had arranged people to guard the hotel, and the people in Gu's company continued to hire these people to continue to serve in the hotel.

So, these four people should have worked together for a long time.

Mu Ping seemed to be the leader among the four people. He politely led Bai Yao into the elevator, sent her to her room, and put down her luggage first.

Bai Yao asked: "Has the check-in time of the first batch of guests been determined?"

Mu Ping replied: "The first batch of guests will arrive in two days. According to the information, there are seven guests this time, including Internet celebrities working in the self-media industry, reporters reporting current affairs, students and retired police officers, doctors and novelists, and documentary directors."

These people were either invited or drew the Moonlight Hotel trial operation experience card, so they had the opportunity to come here and become the first batch of customers.

Moonlight Hotel has always been shrouded in mystery. Of course, many of the incidents that took place there were bloody. Some people were afraid, while others were excited. Out of a sense of adventure or curiosity, the news that Moonlight Hotel was about to reopen caused quite a stir on the Internet.

Bai Yao noticed a little dark brown mark in the corner of the elevator. "Isn't this clean?"

Mu Ping explained in a gentle tone. "This is the bloodstain left over from the murder case 25 years ago. It's been too long and it can't be cleaned up."

Bai Yao took a step back.

Mu Ping smiled, "Manager Bai, don't be afraid. The dead will not turn into ghosts and come out."

Bai Yao glanced at him and said, "This elevator is more than 25 years old. I'm worried that the equipment is outdated and there will be safety issues."

Mu Ping was silent for a while, then he smiled again, "The equipment in the hotel has passed safety inspections. You don't have to worry about this."

This hotel has a history of nearly 60 years. Bai Yao guessed that this elevator must have been used for 60 years. She was not so reassured about such old equipment.

When exiting the elevator, Bai Yao pointed to the trace in the corner of the elevator and said, "It will be bad if the guests find this. Let's use some beautiful stickers to cover the trace here."

Mu Ping looked at Bai Yao for a second longer, "Okay, I got it."

Bai Yao's room was on the fourth floor. The red-based corridor was particularly deserted, perhaps because there were not many people. It looked very empty at first glance, and it was even more quiet in the deep corridor.

Mu Ping carried Bai Yao's suitcase, and the sound of dragging it on the ground became particularly harsh.

When they reached the deepest part of the corridor, Mu Ping said, "Manager Bai, this is your room."

The house number was "414", which sounded like "die".

Bai Yao asked him, "Do all the hotel staff live on this floor?"

Mu Ping shook his head, "We live downstairs, not upstairs."

He smiled again, "But you can rest assured that the landlines in each room are connected. If you need anything, you can call our room and contact us. My room number is 011."

Bai Yao nodded and walked into the room. Because he knew that a manager would come to the hotel, the room had been cleaned in advance.

The decoration style of half a century ago now looks completely retro, with wooden furniture, paintings hanging on the walls, and old-fashioned lattice windows. The gauze curtains fluttering in the wind are very old-fashioned.

In the lobby, three people were chatting about Bai Yao, the outsider.

Aunt Wu said, "I like her very much."

Chef Zhou replied, "Because she is beautiful?"

Aunt Wu smiled softly, "Yes, she is beautiful."

Mu An yawned lazily, "If she hadn't come, someone else would have been sent."

Chef Zhou asked, "So keep her for now?"

A smile appeared on Mu An's clean and handsome face, "Let's wait for Mu Ping to come back and see what he says. If this Manager Bai is a troublesome person... …”

Aunt Wu replied casually, “Then let’s just solve it.”

Chef Zhou said, “You just said you liked her.”

Aunt Wu replied indifferently, “Compared to liking her, I hate trouble more.”

Mu An suddenly said, “Maybe it’s my illusion, I feel there is a smell on her body.”

Chef Zhou said, “It’s a very familiar smell.”

Aunt Wu said softly, “It makes people nostalgic.”

The wind howled outside the door, and the shadows of the trees swayed, intertwining with the shadows of the flowers.

Gradually, the people in the hall felt something was wrong, and they looked towards the door in tacit understanding.

A figure squatted under the shadow of the tree at the door like a ghost.