drifting in the north

I went to the Internet cafe a few times, the environment was not a big problem, but it was really inconvenient, so Ling Fei went to Gome to buy a branded desktop computer, and moved back to the hotel on a sunny summer afternoon.He must have bought a notebook before, but after experiencing the desktop, he felt that the keyboard of the notebook was not powerful enough.

The hotel waiters are all familiar with this great fairy. Although he has a cold temper, he never picks this or that to cause problems for the hotel.You must know that many little waiters who packed up and left before the probationary period did not stay as long as him.

"Mr. Ling, it seems that you have made up your mind to make the store your home." The lobby manager is tall and beautiful, with a prominent front and back, but with neat short hair, both charming and handsome.

Ling Fei was a little tired from carrying the mobile phone case and the monitor in one hand, so he simply took the opportunity to rest on the ground, and at the same time returned the other party with an almost imperceptible smile: "Your service here is very good." He meant the truth.The hotel is quiet and tidy, and there is no other messy room service. The sisters and sisters in uniform are all very beautiful, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Thank you for your affirmation of our work." The lobby manager smiled like a spring breeze, obviously appreciative, and expressed his joyful mood with actions in time, "All these should be taken to the room, and I will help you."

Before Ling Fei could say "no need", the manager's sister was already striding into the elevator with a cardboard box in each hand. If he hadn't personally identified it, at the speed of the beautiful manager, he would have thought that the other party was carrying two empty boxes.

At that time, the beautiful manager was still blocking the elevator doors that were about to close and greeted him: "Mr. Ling, what are you doing, come in."

Ling Fei swallowed, looked at the opponent's slender waist and slender legs, and then looked at his own biceps, and instantly felt a subtle emotion. It was a long time before he learned from the custard bag that this emotion is called "囧" Jon has a god.

The hotel room is actually equipped with a computer, but the configuration is not enough, and you can also take out QQ games by sweeping mines, so Lingfei wants to get a new one.But the hotel's Internet speed is still relatively strong, especially the Northeast Wangwan Northeast District, which is called a match, and the speed is invincible.It made the custard bag inexplicable, saying why I always feel that your character's running speed has increased, it's not a cheat.

With a computer, Ling Fei basically became an otaku.Originally, the lobby manager’s phrase “the shop is our home” was just a joke, but the news from the cleaning aunt said that Mr. Ling was there every time the room was cleaned, either concentrating on the computer or falling asleep with the quilt in his arms , all the beautiful waiters chatted after dinner, expressing their emotions, how much Mr. Ling loves our hotel.

Just stayed at home like this for more than a month, except for visiting the cemetery every week, Ling Fei's life is basically just playing games, eating and sleeping.Occasionally received condolence calls from Old Man Ling or Secretary Liao, all of which were praises for him not causing trouble, and a few words of advice to heal his wounds with peace of mind.If he hadn't been dragged to drink mung bean soup in the tea room by the sister group in the lobby that day, he wouldn't have known that the dog days had come.

Here's the thing.

That day Lingfei still slept until four o'clock in the afternoon.People who live Lei Feng are basically night owls, needless to say they are making troubles in the Heavenly Palace. It is said that they contribute to the industry during the day and the virtual industry at night. Baozi is just like Ling Fei, hyperactive at night and sleeping during the day. However, Ling Fei subconsciously felt that the other party was just like him, an unemployed vagrant.As for the familiar Northeast stewed cherry blossoms and so on, they should be office workers from [-] am to [-] pm. Most of the online time is from [-] pm to [-] pm, and occasionally there are social gatherings at work.So Ling Fei followed them upside down day and night.

As soon as he turned on the computer, Ling Fei reflexively looked for cigarettes, only to find that the cigarettes were gone.Recently he has been smoking more aggressively, it seems that he has formed a conditioned reflex, and wants to smoke when facing the monitor, so he buys cigarettes one by one.Now, the last box of this one is empty.

No problem, as long as the boss doesn't want to put on a T-shirt, Ling Fei goes out.

In the room he likes to be shirtless.Anyway, it’s just a pair of shorts, with a cigarette in its mouth, sitting cross-legged in a chair, playing on the computer, blowing a small breeze, and occasionally having a can of cold beer, fuck, I can come to my grandma’s house comfortably.

Shirtless, grandma picked it up, and Ling Fei was still muttering when he was going downstairs in the elevator. He seemed to have learned several Northeast words without knowing it.

In the lobby on the first floor, a few girls are sitting there chatting, but you can't say that they are not doing their jobs during working hours, because they just sit like that, and even chatting is very elegant.The lobby manager was the first to see Ling Fei, and immediately got up to say hello: "Hey, Ling Fei, where are you going when the sun is shining at four o'clock?"

When did he descend from Mr. Ling to Ling Fei? Ling Fei thought hard and couldn't figure it out.

"Buy cigarettes."

"What kind of cigarettes to buy, don't smoke too much if you have nothing to do, you will grow old quickly."

Ling Fei was happy to chat with them, so he simply walked over and put his arm on the marble countertop, which was very cool and comfortable: "Don't be afraid of old people, old men have taste, don't they?"

"You think you are Andy Lau." The eccentric front desk girl complained mercilessly.

Ling Fei was very hurt: "It doesn't look like it, many people say it does."

It’s better to be the manager’s sister. She looked at it carefully for a long time, and agreed: “Don’t say it, the nose has a bit of smell.”

Before Ling Fei could get complacent, the girl at the front desk continued: "Come on, Sherlock Holmes also has this nose. When he is 40 years old, if he doesn't exercise, doesn't keep up, smokes and drinks, he will have to change from the study of blood letters to a crime under the sun."

Unfortunately, Ling Fei has actually seen both of the movies adapted from the two novels, so two comparison photos instantly popped up in his head, on the left, a handsome, stern, wise, and tall British guy, and on the right, a quirky, mellow little Belgian old man...

"Dizzy, I'm really entangled, Hanhan is teasing you," the manager's sister laughed dumbly, "Let's go, go drink some mung bean soup with my sister, so as not to go out for a while and get heatstroke."

Ling Fei looked at the graceful back of the beautiful manager in a daze, and thought to himself how could this woman who looked at most 28 or [-] become his sister... Or do girls from the Northeast have the habit of being the eldest sister?

The tea room is the innermost one on the first floor of the hotel, and it is exclusively for internal personnel to rest and use.When the lobby manager brought Ling Fei over, a few girls who had just changed shifts were coming out, and the tea room was empty afterwards.The beauty manager handed over a cup of steaming mung bean soup, pulled a chair and sat on it, and motioned for Ling Fei to sit.

Ling Fei took a sip of the mung bean soup, which was slightly sweet and mixed with bean aroma, which had a very special taste.

The lobby manager asked, "How is it?"

Ling Fei said truthfully: "It's delicious."

The lobby manager was very satisfied: "That's good."

Lingfei couldn't laugh or cry: "Actually, I really don't think it's hot here, is it the hottest time now?"

"It's about the same. After the dog days, it will be completely cold again in early autumn." The lobby manager suddenly realized after speaking, "You are from Shenzhen, no wonder."

Ling Feile, I thought that you just realized it now.

The voice of the girl at the front desk came from the intercom, as if she had encountered a difficult customer, the beauty manager said "I'll be there soon", then got up and suggested Ling Fei sincerely: "Don't be bored in the room all day long, those who don't know will think you Cultivating mushrooms and raising fungus, if you have nothing to do, come out more, Shenyang is quite a lot of fun. Oh yes, there are delicious things. But you may not be used to it, but since you are here, you should give it a try.”

Looking at the girl's back like a gust of wind, Ling Fei suddenly felt that the mung bean soup flowed to his heart, but the coolness turned into warmth, but the sweetness remained the same.

Ling Fei decided to listen to other people's advice once.So after he came back from buying cigarettes, he first searched the Internet for recommendations of more fun nightclubs in Shenyang, then changed his home outfit into nightclub outfits, scratched his hair, looked in the mirror and saw Ling Shao came back again, and the sky was getting dark , he took his mobile phone and credit card to take out some cash and hurried to the long-lost nightlife.

But eight o'clock is too early, so he first ate a bowl of cold noodles costing [-] yuan at a small shop whose brand was not clear. The soup is sweet and sour and delicious.After eating noodles, he went into several boutiques while walking, looking, looking, and shopping. Some brands had been seen and some had not, but the styles were similar, nothing more than tailoring and quality. The discounts have already started, and the autumn clothes are already on the market in large quantities... Well, there are two worlds!In Shenzhen, short sleeves can be worn until the end of the year...

Just wandering around like this until after ten o'clock, Ling Fei called a taxi casually and went to a nightclub that is said to be the most upscale and has the best atmosphere here.

Ling Fei didn't come here because he wanted to go crazy, it's just that he hadn't lived at night for a long time, and suddenly he had an idea, and he thought about it a little bit.And before entering the store, he also told himself to keep a low profile and be restrained. It is best not to get drunk, or to be a stranger in a foreign land alone, but there is no secretary Liao, bastard Zhou, or some cronies to deal with him. up.

Before going in, he really thought so.

"This is my own creation, don't you really appreciate it?" The girl with three pierced left ears pushed a glass of colorful cocktail over, her facial features could not be seen clearly on her face with heavy smoky makeup, but her frowning It couldn't be more obvious, "You've been staring at me for a long time, and you think I'm performing for free?"

The girl is a fancy bartender at the bar, and she is skillful and smooth. Ling Fei has been sitting next to the bar since she came in, for no other reason. Most of the people in the shop are sitting on the sofa with their friends, so the bar is the least crowded. .

"I'm not good at wine." Ling Fei took out two pink leaders and photographed them at the bar, which meant that I bought wine but didn't drink it.

The girl was not happy: "I said you are a man, the ink marks look like a woman."

Ling Feijiu, he used to think he was quite tough, and when he came to a different place, he always remembered the teachings of Secretary Liao, and finally calmed down and entered a new realm of life. As a result, one said that he lived with long fungus, and the other said that his ink stains looked like a mother our children.

To drink, or not to drink, this is a question, Ling Fei decided to leave it to God.

One dollar coin is a very beautiful thing, with a chrysanthemum on the back and a 1 on the front, Ling Fei decides to drink if he gets a 1, and just bear with it if he gets a chrysanthemum.As a result, the magical skill of snapping fingers did not reach home, and a coin gurgled into the sofa area, but it disappeared.

The girl looked at the whole thing from the beginning to the end, and she was not without contempt at the moment. After rolling her eyes several times, she gave a golden word: "How obvious is God's meaning--vote a fart!"

Ling Fei decided to believe in God's spokesperson.

The girl's bartending process is beautiful, and the finished product is not bad. Some of the cocktails are refreshing, some are spicy, and some can't tell the specific taste, but they are both beautiful and delicious.Lingfei even appreciated and tasted almost all of the girl's homemade creations. After all, they were soaked in wine. His opinions are usually very professional, and the girl is also very excited. After adjusting the original, he adjusted a lot of classics for him For the money, Lingfei gave Yiyi his opinion without hesitation, and before he knew it, the spirit of wine came.