Back then, he, Xiao Lang, and Da Bo stayed on Xiaomajia Island for less than three days before getting tired of it and packing up to return to Nanjiang.
However, to be fair, if there was even a decent vacation hotel on Xiaomajia Island, Chen Jianhai would enjoy lying on a big bed every day, feeling the sea breeze and gazing at the ocean.
But there was no way around it; the living conditions at Lao Chang's place were simply unbearable!
While Chen Jianhai was lost in thought, Ning Youyou was slightly frowning on the other side. Was Chen Jianhai dissatisfied with her answer, or was he uninterested in the travel agency's arrangement?
Agree or disagree, just give me a word!
Ah, it's so frustrating! Why is he still daydreaming?
Can someone tell me what this man is thinking?!
Ning Youyou wished she could pinch Chen Jianhai's face to snap him back to reality.
But negotiating a cooperation deal can't be rushed. As the saying goes, haste makes waste.
So, even though Ning Youyou was anxious enough to want to slap Chen Jianhai awake and make him sign the contract, she maintained a calm and respectful demeanor, sincerely waiting for him to return to his senses.
So frustrating!
...
Five days later.
In the green plant garden of Lang Ai Hotel.
Tap, tap, tap, tap! Tap, tap, tap, tap... tap, tap!
Amidst the sound of keyboard typing,
Cao Ran breathed a deep sigh of relief after writing "The End" on the screen.
"Finally finished...!"
At his feet, two orange cats were lazily sunbathing, and a blue long-tailed parrot perched on the garden's vine chair backrest, tilting its head curiously at the screen, seemingly acting as his first reader.
Not far away in the green grass, two white peacocks were spreading their light veil-like wings, competing in beauty.
Sunlight shone on the green grass, and everything around was so full of vitality.
In the past five days, Xing Yue strictly fulfilled her responsibilities as an evaluator, walking through every corner of the hotel, conducting detailed evaluations and scoring on various areas and staff services.
Chen Nan also pushed his wheelchair, meticulously examining every part of the hotel with the hotel's staff's considerate care.
Only he,
since checking into the hotel, had been writing day and night, with thoughts and inspiration pouring out like a flood, unstoppable.
Although compared to his companions, Cao Ran seemed to be slacking off,
he chose and changed his writing locations with intention every day.
From the guest room to the hotel lobby, from the lounge chair on the golden sand beach to the hotel's green plant garden,
every place in Lang Ai Hotel where guests could rest bore his footprints.
And today was the last day for the four evaluators to score the hotel and determine its evaluation level.
Closing his laptop,
Cao Ran gently patted the orange cat's head, took out his phone, and snapped a picture of the two white peacocks.
Then he got up and walked toward the hotel lobby.
...
In the hotel's small conference room,
the bald man, Cao Ran, Xing Yue, and Chen Nan sat around the conference table,
faces serious.
Each held a scoring sheet.
"After our unified evaluation and combining everyone's scores for the hotel,"
"Lang Ai Hotel meets the criteria for a five-star hotel and can join the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association as a member."
"Does everyone agree?"
The bald man asked solemnly.
"I agree."
Xing Yue, Cao Ran, and Chen Nan spoke in unison.
The bald man nodded and continued,
"Now we'll vote to determine Lang Ai Hotel's Coconut Umbrella level."
"I'll state my position first."
"I vote for Lang Ai Hotel to receive the Gold Coconut Umbrella!"
After speaking,
the bald man resolutely took out a pen and wrote "Recommend for Gold Coconut Umbrella" in the "Suggested Evaluation Level" column of the form,
and signed his name below it.
"I also vote for Lang Ai Hotel to receive the Gold Coconut Umbrella!"
Cao Ran said without hesitation, writing the same words in the same spot and signing his name.
Chen Nan was stunned.
"Cao Ge! Isn't your evaluation too hasty?"
"You've been writing all these days and haven't familiarized yourself with the hotel!"
At least, in these days, Xing Yue had thoroughly experienced the hotel's restaurant, executive lounge, banquet hall, and health and entertainment center,
but Cao Ran hadn't done anything!
He spent his days either writing novels in the garden in the morning,
or lounging on the giant yellow banana float in the recreational pool near dusk, drinking juice and writing novels.
When in high spirits,
he would rush into the poolside bar for a few drinks and sing a few songs with An Xia before feeling satisfied.
Throughout, he treated the hotel's evaluation entirely as a vacation.
He didn't even understand the hotel's structure,
let alone engage in more than ten sentences with the staff.
Cao Ran smiled slightly:
"You've evaluated the hotel's hardware parts enough."
"I mainly focused on experiencing the hotel's living comfort and feeling."
"And those are abstract and elusive things that I can't explain to you."
Chen Nan was speechless.
"Really can't understand you literary types."
"I also vote for Lang Ai Hotel to receive the Gold Coconut Umbrella!"
Cao Ran: ???
Literary types?
Doesn't sound like a compliment!
About to retort, he saw Chen Nan had already nonchalantly picked up a pen and signed his name on the form,
"Lao Liu gave the Gold Coconut Umbrella for the hotel's humanistic care and social value."
"Cao Ge gave it for the hotel's comfort and living experience."
"I give it for the hotel's considerate and warm staff service."
"Xing Yue Jie, what level do you rate the hotel?"
In an instant, the three people's gazes focused on Xing Yue.
Although the evaluation level could be decided if three evaluators agreed on the same rating,
they were still curious about Xing Yue's answer.
Xing Yue's beautiful brows furrowed lightly,
her pen tapping the table rhythmically,
she thought for a full five minutes before shaking her head.
"The hotel's dining simply doesn't meet the Gold Coconut Umbrella standard,"
"I stick to my initial idea,"
"Rate it Green Coconut Umbrella."
After speaking, Xing Yue picked up her pen and wrote her name in the evaluation level column.
The bald man, Chen Nan, and Cao Ran showed a trace of regret in their expressions.
Each evaluator had the right to independently judge the hotel,
and though they regretted it, they respected and accepted their colleague's suggestion.
"Sigh."
"Now comes the hardest part."
Chen Nan lay on the table and sighed.
"Who will write the evaluation report of tens of thousands of words?"
Cao Ran was stunned, looking at Chen Nan with a hint of surprise,
as if saying:
With a big writer like me sitting here, am I not qualified?