Chapter 485: The Wandering Lonely Shadow
A few days later, a news report about the "Mokodanta" group sending commercial spies to sabotage the opening ceremony of the "Four Winds Hotel" was broadcast. It was said that the legal department of the "Four Winds God" company had filed a lawsuit in the federal court, accusing "Mokodanta" of unfair competition, destroying hotel facilities, and endangering public safety, and demanding that "Mokodanta" officially apologize to "Four Winds God" and the many guests who came to the opening ceremony.
The previous commercial lawsuit was not painful for a chaebol group like "Mokodanta", but the subsequent public apology was a fundamental injury.
Because the hotels, vacations, scene experiences and other industries they belong to are all service industries, and they value reputation very much. Previously, "Mokodanta" has always relied on its high-end, comfortable, and luxurious brand image to continue to lead the industry. It is the first choice for many business people to travel, live and travel.
If you publicly admit that you have done evil, it will greatly undermine the previous perfect and cold brand setting, and greatly reduce the brand tone.
In response, Mokodanta asked the company's legal department to go all out, and at the same time sent people to negotiate and mediate with the Four Winds God, hoping that the other party would cancel this request.
Unfortunately, the Four Winds God seemed to be determined to send the other party to court and resolutely refused to accept mediation. As a last resort, Mokodanta could only send representatives to defend in court. However, with the evidence and the court's secret partiality, the court obviously stood on the side of the Four Winds God and severely punished Mokodanta.
"From the results, the brand of Mokodanta was severely damaged this time. The official apology was seen by every curious guest who clicked on the hotel's official website, and many people who didn't know about this matter were also passively informed." In the study, a maid was reporting to Tilan about the situation after the court's verdict.
"In addition to the apology, 'Mokodanta' also paid a lot of money to the 'Four Winds God' Group, but compared to the previous brand loss, this amount of money is a trivial matter for the two companies."
"This is a lifetime VIP ID card sent by the 'Four Winds God' Group. With this card, you can stay in any hotel under the 'Four Winds God' for free and enjoy various discounts and benefits." Finally, the maid unfolded the received card and letter and placed them on the desk.
The card was black, with the emblem of the Four Winds God on the corner. It was four petals that were intertwined and rotated in different shapes. The letter paper on the side was made of retro yellowed paper with beautiful handwriting. The blank space on the side was also outlined with blue flowers and plants, which looked elegant and thoughtful.
In today's era, the use of this kind of letter paper is mostly just to show a certain courtesy and respect, and the actual use is secondary.
After saying this, the maid on the side paused for a moment and continued to speak.
"That Miss Flora seems to want to invite Tilan, Lord Shui Yanqing, and the other two singing ladies to the hotel for dinner to apologize in person."
"That's not necessary." Tilan was a little sleepy and covered her mouth lightly and yawned.
In fact, the girl also understood the thoughts of the 'Four Wind Gods' family represented by Flora and the others. They probably wanted to use this incident to build a good relationship with the four singing ladies and make friends with them.
She didn't hate this business idea, but she didn't have much interest in it.
After letting the maids leave the study, Tilan sat on the sofa in the study, turned on the speakers beside her, and played the recently released songs. Some of these songs were released by new stars, and some were created by other singing ladies. The styles were different. Some were fantasy-oriented, some focused on reality, some were retro and nostalgic, and some were avant-garde and bold. Listening to these songs was like experiencing different lives and their respective views on life.
While a hundred flowers bloomed, it also reflected a kind of scarcity at the moment. It seemed that there had been no music that could arouse the desire and resonance in everyone's hearts for a long time.
Today's music is a carnival for small circles. Although there are many fine works, it lacks universality, that is, the ability to make everyone buy it.
Perhaps this is not the problem of the creator. One genius is not good enough, but there are thousands of geniuses in the Federation who are engaged in this field. They can't create the kind of songs that countless people sang and sang together in the early years of the Federation. It can only mean that the public's cognition and feelings have long been divided from each other. People in different classes and positions cannot empathize with people in other classes and positions, so there is no such kind of music with extremely wide universality.
It is also the case in reality. When society is still troubled by survival and hunger, such problems are eternal themes and are praised by mankind.
In order to survive, continue, and fight, songs with related themes can always resonate with everyone.
When everyone can have enough food and there is no severe survival crisis, everyone's further wishes are no longer unified.
Some people hope that everything will be peaceful, some people hope that reality will change dramatically, some people yearn for new and exciting things, and some people miss retro, and it becomes difficult to achieve unified thinking.
But in the eyes of people in the past, this might be a kind of happy trouble.
With her eyes closed and leaning on the sofa, Tilan slowly listened to the song until the study returned to silence again, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
At this time, the lights in the study had long been turned off. She stood up in the darkness and walked to the window.
The sky was not dark at night in the city. The reflected neon lights were faint, casting a faint light on the room, like a gray and blue world. Tilan
's fingers gently stroked the glass, and she could see her faint fingerprints on the clear glass.
Her fingertips were slightly cool, and the sound of her breathing became clear in the darkness. She pressed her fingers lightly on her chest and felt the beating of the heart inside.
She was not a god who knew everything. As a mortal, she had her own growth experience and perception. She also had her own preferences and likes.
Turning around, leaning against the French window, Tilan closed her eyes and recalled her life and feelings.
Even though she no longer lacks money and lives a comfortable life like those rich people, she finds it difficult to enjoy these things like those born rich and turn a blind eye to the difficulties suffered by ordinary people and the lower class. It is also because of this that she has a faint repulsion to those companies that have great power and financial resources.
If she forgets those memories and feelings, it will be like a betrayal of her own life.
But she doesn't want to be a saint, such as a perfect moral role model who ignores everything. This is because she thinks that kind of people have lost their humanity and are like some kind of machine.
But if she is asked to give up these completely, she can't do it either. She always thinks of some past times when she is alone and in her dreams.
Looking at her fingers in the dark, the blue eyes are shining in the dark, and then a piece of sparkling crystals are formed in the room, and the originally clear and transparent glass also appears a layer of light frost.
She can't be a perfect saint who wants to save everything, and she can't be an optimist who enjoys everything. This is the dilemma she faces.
After listening to the songs of various families tonight, Tilan looked back in the darkness and saw her own shadow wandering at the crossroads. This is her dilemma, and it is also the reason that binds her and makes her lack a certain motivation.
Because of sympathy and pity, she can't let go of everything and stand by. Because of calmness and rationality, she understands that everything she does will eventually be in vain.
As strong as Isanissa and Aimulalin are, after a hundred years of death, the Federation and civilization have slowly deviated from their predetermined course and gradually deviated.
Those deafening and passionate oaths are now drowned in personal calculations and self-interest. Who still remembers the glorious days of pioneering light in the darkness of the Fifth Era, who still remembers the great figures who have passed away, and who still remembers the beautiful ideal world that everyone yearns for.
The world nowadays seems to be full of flowers, but in her eyes, people who are disappointed with reality are hiding in their own caves, using their small dreams to numb themselves.
It's not that they don't want to, but they can't.
Leaning against the glass, the girl closed her eyes again, letting the frost on the glass grow thicker and thicker until it finally blocked the light and the room was pitch black.
The biting cold filled the room, but for her, it was like normal adaptation. Unknowingly, she had already left the category of ordinary people and became an extraordinary person.
Suddenly, she remembered something and opened her eyes. The frost accumulated in the room also dissipated instantly. The glass was transparent and flawless again, and the room was quiet.
It was not a way out to keep consuming internal energy like this. She suddenly wanted to meet the petite woman in the video, the one who worked at the Four Winds Hotel and found that Shui Yanqing was different. She came from the distant Ten Vertical Star Region.
She wanted to know how people who came out of such an environment and the dark ruins of the Fifth Era viewed the prosperous and luxurious Central Star Region.
Maybe the other party had long forgotten the past, maybe they were already addicted to the pursuit of money and consumption, or maybe they were still forced by life, but in any case, the girl wanted to meet that person, and it would be best to talk alone.
Picking up the personal terminal, Tilan edited the message, sent it to Flora, and then waited for a reply.
After about three minutes, with a beep, she opened the reply. The other party said that it had been arranged and she would probably see her tomorrow night.
"Thank you Flora."
She pressed her fingers and typed the message. Later, she thought about it again.
"If you need anything, you can ask me for help." She rarely cooperated with the company. This was probably the first time she told others that they could come to her.
After finishing these, she put away her personal terminal, looked out the window again, and then left the study.
It's time to take a good bath and go to bed.
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The next day, Tilan came to the Four Winds Hotel again. Completely different from her previous low-key style, today Heshia Tilan was dressed up.
She wore a dark blue and elegant dress with wide cuffs and white sleeves dotted with prosperous patterns. The dark blue silk fabric fluttered, and it vaguely reflected the silver phoenix decoration, which was particularly majestic and luxurious. The snow-white neck exposed in the collar and the face under the long black hair gave people a breathtaking beauty.
Compared with Gu Yongrong, who stunned the world in Jielou City, Tilan, who had finished light makeup, was more beautiful than Gu. With the blessing of the singer's ability, this charm would only shock the world more. However, she had been avoiding this and did not want to cause unnecessary trouble, so she was unknown.
When the girl in a gorgeous dress got off the hovercraft, maids in red and black rose uniforms had already been waiting on both sides in advance. They laid dust-free carpets on the girl's way forward, and as the girl walked forward, they followed one by one and walked into the familiar luxury hotel.
At this time, the huge lobby of the Four Winds Hotel had been emptied, and only some staff were waiting here. The huge space was extremely quiet, and only the girl's unhurried footsteps could be heard. When the dark blue ultramarine dress passed by, the staff held their breath and did not even dare to look up, as if there was an invisible aura permeating the whole scene, and they did not dare to act rashly.
Standing in the hotel lobby, Flora and the young people of the Four Wind Gods family greeted Heshia Tilan. She had thought about how to say a welcome speech today and greet this singing lady.
But when she really faced this singing lady in gorgeous clothes who was walking slowly, all her words became pale and powerless. The floating blue phoenix dress, the slightly raised cyan silk, the charming appearance that made people unforgettable all night, and the light blue eyes that looked directly into her heart, all made her body seem to be frozen and unable to speak.
Not only her, but also the young people of the family who claimed to have seen a lot of the world, when facing this singing girl, their eyes widened, their bodies stood still, at a loss, as if all their actions were a little wrong, a little reckless and ignorant of etiquette. In this
way, until Tilan came to the group and stood still, her eyes moved, and her clear voice broke the silence, which made everyone wake up from a dream.
"Hello."
"Hello, Miss Tilan/Sir/Your Highness." For a while, everyone addressed her differently, which seemed very messy.
Seeing her own members making a fool of themselves, Flora suppressed the shock in her heart, followed the familiar knowledge and instinct in her memory and walked forward to lead the singing girl.
"Please come this way, Lady Tilan."
Then she led Tilan to a meeting room that had been prepared for a long time and sat down. The best staff in the hotel carefully brought the prepared tea. She tried not to look at the girl's appearance, poured the tea for the two, and then bowed her head and left.
"We are ready for what Lady Tilan told us yesterday." After a brief greeting, she went straight to the business, fearing that it would delay time and cause dissatisfaction from the girl in front of her.
"Well, can you tell me how I handled this employee after I sent you the information that day?" The question from the girl opposite made Flora's heart tighten.
It was not that she was guilty of doing something bad, but that she had instructed her subordinates to do some of the processes in the middle, and she was not 100% clear about them. If this employee was treated badly in the middle, she would be speechless if the other party told Tilan about it.
"At that time, I asked my subordinates to send someone to control her first, and then talk to her and tell her that what she did had been discovered."
"We said that if she cooperated in testifying and pointed out the 'Coolant Office' and the 'Mokodanta' Hotel, we would not continue to pursue her responsibility. She is just an ordinary person, and there is not much benefit in persecuting her."
"For a period of time afterwards, she has been living in the hotel until the day before yesterday in court, when she was taken to testify. Originally, she was going to be released today after the verdict was over, but since you wanted to see her, she stayed for another day." Flora was extremely fortunate that she did not do anything unnecessary.
"I understand, can you take me to see her now?"
"Yes, please wait here, Lord Tilan, and we will bring the person over."
Tilan looked around this large and magnificent conference room and the luxurious decorations around it, and shook her head slightly. Meeting the other party here would put too much pressure on the other party, and she was afraid of scaring the other party.
"Take me directly."
Seeing Tilan's request, Flora no longer suggested it, and directly asked the assistant behind her to contact the subordinates, and after explaining it, she led Tilan.
"This way, please." She walked through the corridor, entered the elevator, and took Tilan to a corner of the staff area at the back of the hotel building.
During the journey, she also thought about whether to transfer the other party to a larger room first, so that Tilan would not feel resentful when she saw that the other party's residence was too remote and narrow, but then she thought that this kind of deception might cause the other party to be unhappy, so she did not change it.
Approaching the end of the corridor, the security personnel waiting there made way for Flora, Tilan and others to pass. They lowered their heads to avoid sight so as not to disturb the distinguished guest.
When they arrived at the door of the other party's residence, the group stopped. Tilan asked the accompanying maids to guard outside, and then asked someone to open the door and go in alone.
The air here was a little stuffy. The room was about 18 square meters in size. It was a good, but not particularly good single dormitory.
The room was fairly tidy, perhaps because it had been cleaned in advance. Tilan glanced at it briefly, then looked at the woman standing by the bed, lowering her head and shaking. She was very nervous. Even if Tilan didn't have the talent of a singing girl, she could still see this feeling.
"You must be Miss Madison."
(End of this chapter)
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