Chapter 317： Fog pressure undefeated Takayama

"Actually, I have never understood this point. Obviously our history is much longer than theirs, but why did we start so many years later in the field of hotels." The young man showed puzzled eyes.

"This is actually quite understandable."

Chen Jianhai smiled and said, "The foreign nobles and wealthy classes like to travel, so in order to entertain these nobles, their hotels naturally follow the nobles' way of life inside the hotel."

"The decoration, the arrangement of items, the etiquette and rules of servant service are all handed down from their aristocratic era."

"The inns and inns in our country are different."

As if talking about his interest, Chen Jianhai's eyes glowed, and he said:

"Looking at our history, as an agricultural society, we do not encourage the flow of people. Even if some people live in inns, they are not nobles, but commoners and businessmen."

"Apart from the private interviews in the TV series, which royal relatives have you seen living in the inn?"

The young man was curious, "Then where do they live?"

The white-haired old man was also aroused by Chen Jianhai's words and listened very seriously.

Chen Jianhai smiled and said, "Of course he lives in the palace or the home of a local wealthy businessman. Isn't the emperor living in Cao Xueqin's grandfather's house in A Dream of Red Mansions?"

As soon as these words came out, the white-haired old man and the young man suddenly realized.

"Isn't that the old mansion left over from ancient times, or the predecessor of our local luxury hotel?" The young man suddenly said this.

Chen Jianhai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with your understanding."

"It's just a pity that foreign luxury hotels can be passed down, operated and developed from generation to generation."

"And our local luxury hotels have either become attractions, or they have been directly torn down, or they have become museums."

The white-haired old man nodded in agreement, "It is precisely because of this that it becomes more and more difficult for our local hotels to survive and develop."

"With no one to fall back on, there are strong enemies outside, and the external competition pressure is too great!"

The white-haired old man didn't know what to think, and sighed softly.

Chen Jianhai shook his head, smiled and patted the middle-aged old man's hand: "Master, I'm not happy to say that!"

"The fog can't overwhelm the mountains, and the thunder can't overwhelm the hills!"

"Without relying on us, there are strong enemies outside, and we can't stop our local hotels from improving themselves."

The white-haired old man's pupils shrank, and he swept sharply towards Chen Jianhai.

Over the years, the words he heard the most were "help" and "opportunity".

Chen Jianhai was the first to dare to say "self-improvement" in front of him.

The white-haired old man asked seriously, "Then how do you improve yourself?"

Chen Jianhai said frankly: "Focus and perseverance."

"Focus on seizing the market, obsessed with the dual experience of employees and users, and seek first and second."

"Starting from the resort hotel, step by step, it will become bigger and stronger, and make it brilliant!"

The white-haired old man smiled: "It's simple to say."

Chen Jianhai smiled and said, "If you can stick to the simple things to the end, you will be successful."

The young man stared at Chen Jianhai dumbfounded.

When the owner of the Salted Fish Hotel, who was still depressed and decadent just now, started talking about the hotel industry, his temperament changed.

Affinity, humility, professionalism and own sense of independence,

Although he can dialectically look at the advantages of knowing the opponent's hotel, he does not show the slightest timidity between his words and deeds, and there is a kind of fearless fighting spirit of a gentleman in his bones.

The white-haired old man looked at Chen Jianhai with great interest, and said with a smile, "Then do you have confidence in winning the International Hotel?"

Chen Jianhai smiled and said, "I can't do anything else. I'm really confident in building a hotel."

The white-haired old man replied calmly: "What about the magic hotel? It's a foreign thing from abroad. The ancestors have compiled magic stories for hundreds of years. How did you build it? How do you compare it to others?"

Gu Chen Jianhai laughed "puchi".

After laughing for a long time, Chen Jianhai helplessly patted the white-haired old man on the shoulder, and asked back from the bottom of his heart:

"Who said we can't build the best magic hotel in our country?"

Whether others can build a magic hotel, Chen Jianhai doesn't know.

But Chen Jianhai is different, he has a system! ,

As long as you have enough points, building a magic hotel is easier than eating and drinking.

Forget about magic,

Arrays can make dozens of sets for you.

"It's good to be ambitious." The white-haired old man laughed, stretched out his right hand and patted the back of Chen Jianhai's hand lightly.

Chen Jianhai glanced at the white-haired old man's watch casually, and said with a smile, "So you're right."

……

"Get out of the way, please let me go!"

Suddenly, a hurried female voice came from far and near, attracting the attention of many people.

Chen Jianhai, the white-haired old man and the young man were attracted by the shouting.

Looking down,

I saw a girl with a pair of ponytails carrying a schoolbag and holding something in her hands. She was desperately running to the Langai Hotel.

"Chocolate? What's wrong with her?" Chen Jianhai's pupils shrank.

"Try it now! I beg you." Chocolate ran to the bakery with something in her hand, and said pleadingly.

Under the bewildered gaze of Baking, she raised the transparent plastic box in her hand.

I saw a rose blooming with colorful sparkles in the box.

That rose is different from ordinary roses, the petals look fragile and crumbling, it seems that it has bloomed to the extreme and is about to wither.

Baking looked at the rose in front of him in shock and swallowed, "You made this?"

Chocolate nodded desperately and said urgently, "Can you try it? It's been in the refrigerator overnight If you don't eat it, the taste will get worse and worse."

Bad taste means bad taste, so she can't apply for the job.

It seems to be confirming the words of chocolate,

Here, before her words were finished, a colorful rose petal fell.

"Is this poisonous? Can I eat it?" Xu Bo reminded him in a low voice next to the baking.

Usually chocolate is brown, black or white.

This rainbow color has never been seen before!

At first glance, it was like putting a potion in it.

Baking also looked at the falling petal in shock, full of anxiety.

Under the illumination of the light, he could clearly see the frost on the petals of the refrigerator and the melting edges of the refrigerator, and then think carefully about the characteristics of chocolate,

Baking directly stretched out his hand, picked up the rose petal and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, happiness filled his mouth and spread throughout his body along the veins of breathing.

The slightly bitter and sweet, melt-in-your-mouth silky feeling is wonderful, like a beauty after drinking, and it is soft and smooth when you bite into it.

Xu Bo looked at the bakery with some worry, and whispered, "It's alright, brother, if it doesn't feel right, then vomit quickly."

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