The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 566 The Correlation Between Service Quality and Punching Speed

"What?! You don't trust me? Do I look like the kind of person who gropes people anywhere?"

Listening to Ah Qing's translation, and hearing the distrustful look the little fox gave her as she licked her water, Mo Mo immediately became unhappy and said, "Even when I kick people, they still have to thank me, Master!"

"I kindly scratched your ticks, and you actually think of me like this."

"hiss?"

Upon hearing this, the little fox paused for a moment, glanced at Mo Mo's cheek, and then a thoughtful expression appeared on its face. A black line then appeared on its cheek.

Thank you, but Mr. An isn't buying it.

"By the way, speaking of big baskets, Momo, why hasn't your boyfriend come after you yet?" After thinking to herself about "stockings and beautiful legs," Lingren suddenly remembered something.

According to past practice, Momo's boyfriend, Ajie, should have followed her all the way to the north, right?
What? It's almost the end of the day and I still haven't seen anyone?

"Ah Biao? He went to Africa for recuperation and probably won't be back for the next three to five months. At least, he won't be back until he's developed what's called masculinity."

Mo Mo shrugged and explained why Mo Shengjie hadn't come to the northern frontier.

Mo Shengjie certainly wanted to come.

But the problem is
He is currently in Africa and cannot return.

"In Africa? Why Africa?" Ah Qing slowly typed out a question mark and said, "Ah Jie's hometown, I seem to remember you said it was in Yulin, right? Shouldn't you be back in your hometown to recuperate? Why did you go to Africa?"

"Uh, this is hard for me to explain," Momo thought for a moment and said, "But he is indeed in Africa right now, probably still playing hide-and-seek with the big cats."

Mo Shengjie's family is actually not complicated at all, but some of their actions may be illegal, so Mo Mo doesn't want to talk about those things.

Xia Dong's Mazu worship is known worldwide and throughout the country.

However, there are also Mazu temples in Guangdong and Guangxi, and their direct global reach is even more extensive, not just one or two, but rather entire villages chartering cargo ships to go to sea.

Mo Shengjie's grandfather and father went to Africa in the early 1990s with guns and cannons to mine gold. From the early 1990s to 2010, all the men in the village emptied more than 3,000 gold mines in the tropical continent. Afterwards, they secretly returned to China to start real estate and interior design businesses.

As the saying goes, you can have anything you want, even if you don't have it.

Neither his grandfather nor his father were educated, but as the only male in the family, Mo Shengjie received cultural education from a young age, which fostered his gentle and artistic nature.

However, after a car accident in Sichuan and Chongqing that nearly cost Mo Shengjie his bell, some long-standing conflicts in his family were triggered at the same time. Mo Shengjie's father sent him directly to Africa to train his body.

"Hey"

Thinking of Abiao's plight, Mo Yiqing couldn't help but sigh.

The country Ah Biao went to was a bizarre place that supposedly had no water but had steroids, and its main business was targeting European women and Russian men... you know.

Ah Biao's buttocks... it's best to keep them safe.

"What are you talking about?"

Tang You, who had brought Yaoquanshanjun to drink water in the bathtub, came back out of the room, looking at everyone with a slightly puzzled expression and asking them questions.

"Mo Mo's boyfriend is physically weak, so his father sent him to an African tribe to participate in a real-life version of PUBG," A Qing said to Tang You with a look of amazement.

"If you run two steps slower, you'll get a spear."

"Okay, that's enough. I don't want to dream about floating in the ocean of Africa tonight."

Clearly, the word "non-spear" caused a fragile nerve in Tang You's mind to snap.

Tang You quickly ran to the little fox's side, clasped her hands together in a devout prayer, squeezed the fox's little hand, and mumbled some incomprehensible words.

"Let's get ready to go! We need to prepare two things before heading to the Zama Banquet."

"One is a flashlight, but we can use a cell phone instead. The other is sunglasses." After performing a ritual around Third Master Fox to dispel some unverifiable mystical bad luck, Tang You spoke up, reminding everyone of some matters concerning attending the Zha Ma Banquet.

Speaking of the "Zha Ma Banquet".

Tang You didn't know how to describe it. Generally speaking, it was probably just for fun, mainly to watch some performances.

Activities included shamans performing around an electric stove, throat singing, wrestling before a bonfire party, and free drinks.

Tang You had a bad impression of the Zha Ma Banquet, mainly because the whole process was extremely frustrating.

During shamanic rituals, the entire venue is dark except for a single light and an electronic stove at the stage.

Hey buddy, we're eating here! What if we accidentally stick a piece of meat into our noses later?
When it was the turn of the burly men in northern armor to perform throat singing and dance on stage, a flashing light ball on the roof turned the banquet hall into a dance floor in a bar, so bright it was blinding.

Dude! You really don't want to feed me, do you?

If there were other options, Tang You would have preferred to choose those, but there were no other choices. For example, some traditional costumes from the northern frontier, shamanic performances, and traditional song and dance dramas were only available at the Zhama Banquet.

But it doesn't matter.

Just consider it a gathering for fun. It's like they could have done a better job, but they had to cut corners and ended up ruining the reputation of the Zama Banquet.

Tang You sighed inwardly. After buying sunglasses at the scenic area shop, she led the group toward the newly erected giant yurt.

After ticket inspection and entry.

Tang You paused, then slowly typed a question mark at the receptionist at the door and asked, "Where did those 9.9 yuan (including shipping) light bulbs go on your roof?"

"Where's that old electric stove? The one with the lantern-shaped flames that looked like tentacles inside?"

The entire banquet hall is arranged in a circular tiered layout, with an open stage in the center.

Above, the lights varied in brightness, with the lights shining brightly on the stage and the lights above the tiered audience seating area being warmer and yellower, with low lumens, but enough to clearly illuminate the objects on the tables.

"Uh"

Hearing Tang You's sharp question, the receptionist at the door gave an awkward laugh: "Haha, you're saying those things happened two years ago. Back then, our Spring Mountain Grassland Night program was more retro and nostalgic."

"Nowadays, tourists love to experience no main light fixtures and HiFi-level immersive audio-visual experiences, so of course we need to do our best to satisfy our customers and provide excellent service."

"I'm from Tangjia Town in the east of the city. Do you think I don't know what kind of person your boss is? He's from our town." Tang You asked with a dark expression.

"With the improved environment and booming tourism, Chunshan Grassland has received a high number of complaints. The district head picked up the boss with one hand and punched him in the face repeatedly, resulting in two suspensions for rectification."

After hearing Tang You mention the name of her hometown, the receptionist at the door looked around furtively before explaining why the service had improved.

In the past, the tourism industry didn't expect repeat customers, so the principle was to rip them off whenever possible.

But the situation is different now. With the internet so developed, complaint hotlines can be found online.

The complaints are about quantity; once the number goes up, someone will come to check.

Moreover, with environmental changes, the northern region is now eager to develop tourism. While mining, coal mining, and oil extraction were once the mainstays of the economy, their future prospects are uncertain in five or ten years.

Some changes in the situation are documented online, and industrial layouts need to be planned in advance.

The reason why the owner of Chunshan Grassland was promoted by the district head was because of the high number of complaints, which hindered the economic development of Botou.

Tang You: "."

Good grief, they just pick it up and slap it on the face!

No wonder, this year, the Spring Mountain Grassland always felt a bit off.

Oh, it turns out the service quality has improved!
(End of this chapter)