I Have a Seaside Five-star Hotel

The kindergarten in front of me is a very...shabby place.滳

At least in Chen Jianhai's eyes, this small kindergarten looks really old.

The mottled pink wall was pried open, revealing the red bricks inside. There were black spots on the windows. The paint on the slides in the playground was worn off and there were pits, which looked like malnourished fingernails.

Although the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association building is already very dilapidated, this building is obviously much more dilapidated than the Coconut Umbrella.

Is it okay for people to live in this place?

When Chen Jianhai was frowning, Bian Ping had already walked out of the kindergarten door. After the two parties greeted each other warmly, Bian Ping said:

"This place is the old site of Xingxing Kindergarten. They built a new building the year before last. They didn't have time to deal with it, so they let us live in it for a few days."

Chen Jianhai: "How are the children living here?"

Bian Ping: "It's very good. The children in the orphanage are very adaptable. Moreover, there are kitchens, playgrounds, small beds for accommodation, lounges and classrooms, and they are all fully functional."

While talking, Bian Ping led Chen Jianhai into the building.

When passing a classroom, more than thirty children were sitting in a circle on chairs, taking a common language class.

As soon as Chen Jianhai entered the room, he was pulled in by a boy wearing a gray sweater and sat next to him, his fingers still hooked on Chen Jianhai's clothes.

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Chen Jianhai was stunned for a moment. He mostly shook hands with strangers. He had never had contact like this before.

Sitting on a stool in the classroom, Chen Jianhai quietly observed the children around him.

Everyone's behavior is different, some are quiet, some are lively, and some just play with themselves and don't talk to others.滳

They have a strong sense of self.

Perhaps the teacher’s teachings were very simple, or maybe Chen Jianhai’s common language skills improved rapidly under the systematic mandatory daily training of common language. The class that he had never understood before sounded like “1+1” today. =2" is as simple as that.

After the class was over, Bian Ping and Chen Jianhai introduced the current situation of the orphanage and talked about teaching and teacher recruitment issues.

Although the current conditions are a bit more difficult, when the new orphanage building is built, things will get better and better.

Chen Jianhai looked at the children in the classroom and nodded silently.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Chen Jianhai about to leave, the little boy in the gray sweater who had just grabbed his sleeve ran over.滳

"Go home." Chen Jianhai said subconsciously, "Uncle is going home.

The smile of the kid in the gray sweater disappeared instantly.

Sadness, anger, loss... complex emotions appeared on his face, and his black eyes stared at Chen Jianhai, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, just like if you go out to play, you won't be happy when you leave after playing." Bian Ping comforted.

Chen Jianhai smiled slightly, looked back at the children, and sighed leisurely in his heart:

"Let's build another primary school for them."

……滳

However, Chen Jianhai's melancholy mood did not last long, as the high-speed train heading to Nanjiang swept away the fatigue along the way.

When I think of the blue sky, sea, white clouds and fine sand, there is a pretty and hot little secretary waiting for me to go home.

Chen Jianhai's heart felt as if grass had grown, and he wished he could fly back directly.

Where to kiss? ? ? ?

Kiss anywhere!

!

Kiss her to death!

!

"Boss, can you stop laughing? You laugh so disgustingly."

Yin Na couldn't stand it anymore and spoke in disgust.

“I don’t know how to appreciate it!

"Chen Jianhai curled his lips.

How can anyone call this disgusting? !

Brother Fan doesn't know how much he likes his smile. When he smiles, those peach blossom eyes look at him.

It's pretty.

Finally, the train arrived.

Chen Jianhai hurriedly walked towards the exit of the station. He had told Wen Zifan his itinerary early, and Brother Fan had agreed to pick him up today.滳

As soon as he walked out of the station, Chen Jianhai rushed over and gave his little secretary a bear hug.

He saw a familiar face standing next to Wen Zifan, giving him a thoughtful smile.

"Boss Chen, have a nice trip!"

Cong Wenru was wearing a black standing short windbreaker. He elegantly stretched out his well-maintained hand and took the initiative to extend it.

Chen Jianhai looked at Wen Zifan who was standing next to him in confusion, quickly stretched out his hand to shake it, and said with a smile:

"What a coincidence! Teacher, are you coming to the station to pick me up today?"

Cong Wenru smiled and said: "Yes, I am here to pick up your boss Chen today."

pick me up? ?

Chen Jianhai was completely confused.

Although he is now the chairman of a group and the president of two high-end hotel industry associations, his social status is considered acceptable.

But he really didn't think he could ask the director of the Chunyang Provincial Culture, Sports and Science and Technology Center to pick up the car from Wenru in person.

Before Chen Jianhai could even think about it, the other person's next words made him completely paralyzed.

"Boss Chen, can you play the drums?"

Chen Jianhai:? ? ? ?滳

…

Langai Hotel Benlali Gold Luxury Shuttle Car

Chen Jianhai and Cong Wenru were sitting in the back row, having cordial and friendly talks.

"Poseidon's Drum Festival??"

“I play the drums???”

“I’m Poseidon?!

! "

"This is not good..."

Chen Jianhai swallowed, his voice trembling.

Cong Wenru: "What's wrong with this?! It's perfect for you to be the God of the Sea and beat the war drum."

Chen Jianhai was about to cry.

No, you can't make me the God of the Sea just because my name has the word "sea" in it!

I'm not even the King of Poseidon, so you want me to be the God of Poseidon? !

"Whose idea was this?!"

Cong Wenru: "This is the joint decision of dozens of small islands in the Nanjiang River."

“Originally, these islands would hold traditional sea sacrificial ceremonies every year, and these sea sacrificial ceremonies were all held on their respective islands. Now that there is a Dragon Boat Festival this year, they want to combine the ceremonies of each island into one grand event. "

Chen Jianhai: "So they came up with this Poseidon Drum Festival?"

Cong Wenru nodded: "We attach great importance to this idea and have done a lot of publicity work, just waiting to attract tourists from all over the country to come to Nanjiang for the festival."

After a pause, Cong Wenru took a deep look at Chen Jianhai.

"There are three major festivals held in Nanjiang this year: Nanjiang Beer Festival, Nanjiang Dragon Boat Festival and Nanjiang Romantic Wedding Festival. Chen Jianhai has two of them."

"Boss Huang Baichuan and Huang also said that this linkage between the Dragon Boat Festival and the Oktoberfest was also personally approved by your boss Chen."

"So this time Poseidon beats the drum, it has to be you."

Chen Jianhai struggled unwillingly:

"I think the Poseidon should be played by a respected island leader. I'm a humble person and a junior, so beating drums is really inappropriate!"

“The island of Xiaomajia Island, Nagata Laoshan, is very suitable!

"

"He has seniority, a good physique, and a loud voice. He is the perfect person to be the God of Poseidon."

Cong Wenru smiled: "Boss Chen, although you are young, you are not a soft-spoken person..."