When I woke up in the morning, the maid had prepared everything, including today's breakfast.
For breakfast, I didn't choose the product of the hotel chef, but the maid cooked it herself. There is a ready kitchen in the room, and even the ingredients are fresh.
"Mr. Jin called and said that the car is ready and we can leave at any time."
Boss Luo was drinking fresh milk while reading the newspaper, nodded when he heard the words, folded the newspaper and put it down, smiled and said: "I don't know if Dazhe and Nero get along happily during this time. "
The maid said: "They are all guys with great personalities, and they should be able to get along well."
"That's good."
After a simple breakfast, it is considered as the official end of the short rest in this big hotel. Boss Luo met Jin Zhongyuan in the lobby of the hotel, and then took the special car to St. Andrews according to his arrangement.
Before leaving, the maid quietly put a letter into the suggestion box in the lobby of the hotel, and finally returned to the owner's side.
"What is it?" Boss Luo couldn't help asking curiously.
The maid smiled slightly and said, "A little opinion."
Boss Luo blinked, but didn't ask any further questions. He just rolled down the car window, and then extended the lens of the camera from the car window to take a picture of the front of the big hotel.
"Let's drive."
Luo Qiu said to Jin Zhongyuan.
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Alec Hotel attaches great importance to customer opinions... Usually there will be a special doorman responsible for checking the letters in the suggestion box, so that the management of the hotel can know the areas that need improvement in the hotel as soon as possible.
This service attitude is also a relationship that has always been favored by it.
At this time, when several opinion letters taken out of the suggestion box were sent to the inspection room, an old employee wearing reading glasses who was said to have worked in the inspection room for forty years suddenly stood up.
I saw this old senior rushing out of the review room at a speed of 100 meters, and then took the elevator all the way, bumping into two dining cars in the middle, and finally arrived in front of the office of the general manager of the hotel. Just push the door and enter.
At this time, the general manager of Alec Hotel was chatting with lawyer Zieger, and when he saw someone barging in rashly, he naturally showed displeasure on his face.
But Lawyer Zieg was quite familiar with the old employee in the inspection room, and he greeted casually, "Old John, old man, what's the matter?"
"Oh! Lawyer Zieg, you are here too!" Old John was out of breath at this moment, "I didn't expect you to be here, so coincidentally, I think there is a letter here, the two of you must read it."
Old John put the letter on the manager's desk.
The two looked at it at the same time...it was just a very ordinary white envelope.
But when the envelope was turned over and the wax pattern on the seam was seen, the two men who could influence the fate of the Grand Hotel slowed down their breathing at the same time.
The general manager looked at lawyer Zieg, who took the knife calmly, opened the envelope, and read it carefully.
For a while, I didn't see lawyer Zieger speaking, and even saw him frowning slightly, the general manager couldn't help asking: "Old Zieger, what is written in this letter?"
Lawyer Zieg raised his head, glanced at his partner who had been working with him for many years, and said with some doubts: "I didn't say anything special, I just asked to put back the small stage that was demolished in the restaurant... and I also praised you by the way. Let’s talk about Mr. Berg, and say that his cooking skills are not bad, and finally let him change some small bad habits in the kitchen.”
"Oh?" The general manager was startled, then he took a breath, sat down, and subconsciously said, "It's not a big deal... just wait!"
The general manager suddenly stood up again, "So, the boss has been here? When did it happen?"
Lawyer Zieg smiled bitterly: "How do I know, after all, even I have never seen..."
Yes, no one has ever known the identity of the master behind Alec Hotel. Even Mr. Zieg, the attorney representing him, communicated with this mysterious master behind the scenes through letters.
And Lawyer Zieg has been serving as this attorney for fifty years... At that time, he was just a black-skinned lawyer who was not hired by anyone, and was even excluded.
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In the small town of St. Andrews, outside the town, a secluded manor.
About twenty days ago, the manor was still overgrown with weeds and uninhabited... But I don't know when it started, from the surroundings of the manor to the interior of the manor, everything has become clean and tidy.
The lawn in the courtyard of the manor was even built very neatly... In the morning, the sun was scattered, and the rainbow refracted by the sun could even be seen. Judging by the situation, it was not long after watering.
In the kitchen of the manor, a young man with a scarf wrapped around the lower half of his face was closing his eyes at this moment... At the same time, he was holding a sharp kitchen knife in his hand.
Then a square piece of Neng tofu was thrown up, and the young man raised the knife and dropped it. The neatly cut pieces of tofu fell like scattered petals, and they were automatically arranged neatly without even placing them on the plate.
It's like the unrealistic knife skills in Xiaodangjia.
Um!
At this time, the young man carefully picked up the tofu cubes on the cutting board with a solemn expression, and then put them into the boiling pot on the table behind.
In front of the table, a girl with short white hair was drooling with her chopsticks in her mouth, watching the pieces of tofu fall in, and even small stars appeared in her eyes. It wasn't until the young man put the lid on the pot again that she seemed to be slobbering. Lie down on the table like a fried eggplant, staring at the flames of the gas stove without blinking.
Dazhe and Nero.
"Why bother?" Nero frowned at this moment.
Da Zhe sat upright, heard the words and said indifferently: "Didn't you say you wanted to eat sukiyaki yesterday?"
"Yesterday was yesterday." Nero complained, "You should have done it yesterday, not today... It's still breakfast time! Dazhe Ouba, I seriously doubt that you will never find a girlfriend in the future!"
After getting along for nearly a month, they probably got to know each other well... Dazhe, who also knew this guy's personality better, just grabbed his chopsticks and slammed the paw of a hand that was about to lift the lid of the pot.
"I want to duel with you!" Miss Nero stepped on the table suddenly, and pulled out her Yan Mo Dao.
Da Zhe glanced at Nero expressionlessly, and slowly poured fresh eggs into the bowl, "Boss and Miss You Ye will be back around noon... Are you sure you want to have a game? It's probably a blast here." There is not enough time to repair it, and by the way, you have blown up this place three times...and this is Miss You Ye's property."
Miss Nero frowned again, grabbed her hair and said in pain, "Can you please stop mentioning this sad thing in front of me..."
She has not finished copying the books she was fined to copy so far. It is impossible to copy books, and it will never be possible to copy them! I won't copy it even if I kill it... Anyway, I can't kill it now!
"It's almost ready to eat." Dazhe opened the lid of the pot and ate it on his own, ignoring it at all.
At this moment, Nero's whole body softened, like a caterpillar, crawling all the way from the ground, and then crawled onto Dazhe's body... She has mastered the magical body mutation ability of the black soul messenger.
She said in a voice that would disgust Dazhe to death, "Dazhe Ouba, you won't say it, right! I know you are the best! Come on, Dazhe Ouba... I can be shy with you Things~!"
"Let's save these tricks and use them on the boss." Dazhe exhaled lightly, and directly bounced the caterpillar Nero who was chanting on his body.
Nero patted the dust off his body and stood up, muttering, "I'm afraid I'm going to be silently silenced by that maid lady."
Dazhe gave her a look that you know is good... Nero rolled back to his seat again and moved his chopsticks, as if he had forgotten the fear or heartlessness of the boss and the maid lady.
"After you finish eating, hurry up and finish copying the penalty copy that you didn't copy." Dazhe put down his chopsticks and reminded: "You should save yourself to some extent."
Nero stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, "I'm hopeless, I can't finish the copy anyway, the worst is to double it! Then I can't finish copying it! Double it, and I can't finish copying... the debt is too heavy!"
Da Zhe shook his head angrily, "I'll go to the town later to replenish the ingredients... If you don't copy the books, clean up the sanitation here again, you know Miss You Ye doesn't like dust. "
Nero said pitifully: "Da Zhe Ouba, I can't do this kind of cleaning, so I can go shopping, okay?"
Dazhe just thought for a moment before agreeing... He was really worried about letting Nero clean up this guy. Before he became a black soul messenger, he seemed to spend all his time learning how to fight except for eating.
Ten days ago, he and Nero had an inexplicable fight over some minor incidents... Without the Zhanlu Sword, he might not have been able to suppress all of Nero's explosive fighting power.
"So! I'm going out!"
After eating six-sevenths of a pot of sukiyaki, Nero excitedly turned into a plume of black smoke and went out. Since Da Zhe rubbed her on the ground last time, she has been grounded. After a full ten days, it was already so stuffy and moldy.
Seeing Nero's excitement, Da Zhe couldn't help shaking his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's really energetic."
But maybe it's a good thing, Dazhe thought to himself... He still remembers that kind of obsession with life when she personally proposed to become a black soul messenger.
He stretched himself, and after tidying up the things on the table, he fetched the broom and started to clean up... The current life is actually quite good.
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Inhuman Domain, Headquarters of the Association of Magicians.
The sarcophagus was placed in the place where the tower owners usually gather... The lid of the sarcophagus has been opened, and they can see the body of the tower owner of Migang, which is lying quietly in the sarcophagus.
As for the werewolf legendary hero Kuroloa, he stood silently beside the sarcophagus... The atmosphere here has always been dead.
In addition to several tower owners and a few deacons of the Secret Technique Tower, there were actually some observers... but they didn't appear in front of everyone.
Right now, Long Xiruo and Xiaodie Yao were standing behind the screen behind the seat representing the first tower master Hui Yao... It wasn't her request, it was just arranged by Hui Yao.
The Thunder Tower Master was inspecting the body of the Secret Steel Tower Master... Until now, he let out a heavy breath, and although there was still sadness in his eyes, he still said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid... we can't use the resurrection potion. "
When the level of strength reaches the level of the tower master, the death of the physical body does not mean real death... As long as the spirit is still immortal, there are several ways to resurrect the body. The key is that the fire of the spirit cannot be extinguished.
Thunder Pagoda Master's judgment made the faces of the deacons of the Secret Art Tower extremely ugly... As for Chi Yan Pagoda Master and his wife, they frowned at the same time.
The Thunder Tower Master shook his head and said, "The spiritual fire of Misteel... is gone."
"How is it possible? Not here?" Pagoda Master Chiyan was the most impatient, he hurriedly asked: "Lei Ting, what does it mean that you're not here? Are you sure it's not here...not extinguished?"
"It is indeed gone." The Thunder Tower Master said seriously: "Even if it is extinguished, there will be an aftertaste... But I can't find any residue on Misteel... His spiritual fire is almost like a hard fire. It's like being poached by someone."
call!
The Chiyan Pagoda Lord's body suddenly ignited a raging fire, like a furnace blown by a blower, and the scene became extremely hot in an instant... He even waited for a pair of eyes, looking fiercely at the legendary hero, Ku Luo Loya.
The old werewolf leader was not afraid of the gaze of the tower owner at this time, "Chi Yan, are you doubting me?"
The scene gradually smelled of gunpowder. As the first tower owner, Hui Yao's face was calm at this time, and he gently tapped the ground with his wand...he didn't even use any magic power.
Kuroloya and Chi Yan misfired at the same time, looked at each other and snorted coldly, but they were temporarily quiet.
Then Hui Yao said slowly: "Kuloloa, tell this matter again from the beginning... Be sure to explain it carefully, even including the conversation between you and Bailegang."
Kuroroya nodded, and did not intend to hide anything. The matter began with Huang Jinglong's attack on the werewolf leader... Everyone listened silently, their faces gradually becoming more and more serious.
Because... that place, they.
Behind the screen, Xiaodie Yao, who was listening in a daze, suddenly leaned into Sister Long's ear and asked, "Sister Long, what exactly is the spiritual fire they are talking about?"
"In fact, it is the soul that our Shenzhou talks about." Long Xiruo said casually: "Although the paths they take are different, these magicians can reach the so-called level of Taoism's so-called soul out of the body by igniting the fire of the spirit... Which one is more powerful? It’s hard to say, I can only say that each has its own merits. There are three thousand roads, and the same goal is the same.”
Little Butterfly Demon still has a cute appearance that she doesn't know. She has never been very interested in cultivation.
The real dragon of Shenzhou is too lazy to talk about this big-breasted butterfly who has obviously been transformed into a talent, but is more and more likely to turn a good hand into a bad one.
What she cares about at this moment is what Kuroloya said, what she cares about is...whether this matter has anything to do with Luo Qiu.