Yuncheng's airport is very small and can only take off and land domestic flights. When you go to Thailand, you have to fly to Pujiang first and then transfer. Du Qiu and Jiang Danfeng set off at 11 noon, and it took about seven or eight hours toss. On May 6, 1995, it arrived in Chiang Mai, Thailand at around 9 pm.

Thailand has never become a colony in name, but it has been the territory of Americans since World War II, so the English penetration rate is higher than that of China. The taxi drivers at the airport almost say a few words, but the pronunciation is very strange, and they are parrots and do not distinguish between weight and weight. Jiang Danfeng was very interesting. He chatted with the driver on the way to the hotel, chatting and talking nonstop.

Since Du Qiu was out for fun, he stopped showing a cold face. After listening for a while, he reminded: "Thai English and Japanese English are two strange things in the English circle. Please say less and be careful that the accent is wrong."

"Is that true?" Jiang Danfeng saw that Du Qiu's expression was very relaxed, and unconsciously pursed his lips and asked with a smile: "Mr. Du, you will take me with you when you go to RB in the future?"

"Do you want to absent from work or quit?"

"Don't want to."

After Du Qiu completed the tourist visa, he arranged for Jiang Danfeng to book two suites on the 15th floor of the top floor of the Royal Meiping Hotel in Chiang Mai through the relationship of a travel agency. This is one of the best hotels in Chiang Mai in the 1990s. The exterior and interior are combined with the east and west, which is both rich in the local Thai art characteristics and the luxury and convenience of modern architecture, which opened his eyes and was amazed.

"Mr. Du, look at this beautiful." Jiang Danfeng pointed to a gilded Buddha statue at the front desk and said, "I don't know if there are any smaller ones. I'll take one back to give it to my mother. She is extremely superstitious."

"Faith is faith, superstition is superstition, don't mess it up." Du Qiu handed over his passport to the front desk lady to check in and said, "Aren't you superstitious too? The red rope around your neck is a peace talisman, right?"

Jiang Danfeng wore a loose women's shirt with a denim style. She felt that the temperature in Thailand was too high and it was a little stuffy, so she unbuttoned the two buttons on the top, showed the peace talisman hanging on her chest, and said, "This was something my dad asked for me in the morning. It is said that it is very effective. She wears it and will not get sick."

Du Qiu, with the mentality of not looking at her, glanced at her skin as snowy as her deep career line, and joked: "I wonder if the rippling spring heart is a disease?"

"Mr. Du! Where do I have..."

"The person is almost starving to death, so why are you still crazy? Take your luggage into the room and then go out to find food."

When Jiang Danfeng turned around and walked towards the elevator, he raised his eyebrows, stared at his eyes, stretched his hands forward, as if the bone demon was catching Tang Monk, and he gritted his teeth and danced his nails behind him a few times, then dragged his suitcase and followed.

The two took the elevator to the 15th floor on the top floor, turned right, and soon found their suite. Before opening the door, Du Qiu looked at Room 1502 at the end of the corridor and said, "The scenery in that room should be good. Tomorrow, you can ask the hotel front desk to see if there is anyone living there. If not, please change it for me."

"I asked through a travel agency before, and there are people living in 1501 and 1502."

"You go and ask tomorrow, maybe someone will check out."

Since seeing Du Qiu staying in the suite he had lived in before in the capital, Jiang Danfeng has been accustomed to some of his quirks and agreed helplessly: "I'll ask tomorrow morning."

The suite decoration style of Meiping Hotel is different from that of Beijing and New York. It uses a lot of wood-colored furniture and accessories. It is natural and elegant, antique, and has a large space. It not only has a living room, but also a dressing table and dining table. Jiang Danfeng likes this homely leisure style exotic style. After putting down his luggage, he walked around like a butterfly. He also took advantage of Du Qiu's inattention and secretly lay on the large double bed to try the feeling, and then went out to find food and have supper with him.

Although Chiang Mai is the second largest city in Thailand, it is not well developed, with a large population, less than one million, which is only equivalent to a third-tier small city in China. However, small also has small benefits. The atmosphere of life is very strong and the night market is very prosperous. Jiang Danfeng followed Du Qiu and wandered around like a couple. He ate seven or eight different types of specialty delicacies in a row. He finally couldn't eat it anymore, and then he returned to the hotel with satisfaction.

The atmosphere is good tonight, why not take the initiative?

But he may be tired after traveling, so why not tomorrow night?

When the elevator opened on the 15th floor, we met two guests, one was a young white man, tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, and the other was a middle-aged oriental woman, who was relatively short, had short hair with ears and round apple face, and looked very rich.

Jiang Danfeng took a glass of juice, bit the straw, lowered his head to think about his thoughts, but did not pay attention to the two people. He walked out of the elevator casually. After passing by, she seemed to feel something, turned her head and looked over. It happened that the woman in the elevator turned around and pressed the elevator key, and her eyes were intertwined, and she saw her face clearly.

"Dudu..., that's..." Jiang Danfeng gulped and swallowed the juice, pointed to the closed elevator door and shouted: "Teres Teng!"

"Yeah?"

"Absolutely, it's her. My mother likes to listen to Teresa Teng's songs very much. There are many tapes of her at home." Jiang Danfeng was very sure at first, but soon he was not sure. He turned his head and looked at the elevator and hesitated: "It seems that it's not her, she's a little too old."

"Yeah?"

"Oh Mr. Du! Are you different, right?" Jiang Danfeng showed off his little character, pushed him with his hands, and asked in a delicate voice: "You probably saw it just now, right?"

"Of course I saw such a big person." Du Qiu successfully met the target person who came to Thailand this time. He relaxed greatly, spread his arms and stretched his waist, and said, "I'm so tired, I'm going to bed."

"Mr. Du, why don't we chase after him and confirm it."

"I don't know you, so what do you say when I chase you?"

"You can say whatever you want, what if it's Teresa Teng?"

"I'm here to travel too. If I go out so late, I must have private matters. Don't disturb me casually." Du Qiu opened his suite and stood at the door and said, "If you really want to confirm whether it is, just find a suitable time to visit tomorrow."

"But we don't know which room she lives in."

Du Qiu took out his wallet, took out a few large amounts of Thai baht from it, swayed in front of her, and bewitched: "If you have money, you can make the devil push the mill. If you find a waiter, you will know."

Teresa Teng is the goddess and myth in the hearts of the generation born in the 1960s and 1970s. Although Jiang Danfeng didn't listen to her songs much after growing up, she was still excited about this rare encounter. She forgot her little thoughts and stuffed the juice cup to Du Qiu. She grabbed the money and ran downstairs with great enthusiasm. After about ten minutes, she ran back happily and said mysteriously: "Mr. Du, guess who is living in Room 1502?"

"Guess if I will deduct your salary?"

"The waiter showed me the signature book, which said Teresa Deng." Jiang Danfeng despised him with a vivid expression and then said with a gossip on his face: "Teresa's English name is Teresa, so it must be her."

"Since you know the room number, then you can go and visit her tomorrow. In my name, I ask her when to check out." Du Qiu came over with this young follower to let her contact Teresa Teng. Now that the task is halfway through, he lifted up the backpack in the living room and said, "It's getting late now, you can leave and rest."

Jiang Danfeng met a big star by chance and was very excited. Seeing what he said, he immediately put aside his previous little entanglement, beat the snake with a stick, held his backpack, imitated the appearance of a palace maid in a costume TV series, lowered his eyebrows and teased: "Mr. Du, today's boat trip is exhausted and exhausted. Do you want me to take a shower and change clothes?"

A round and beautiful beauty, charming and charming beauty, took the initiative to show off a self-recommendation pillow mat and let Jun pick it. If you don’t feel moved, it would be absolutely fake. Du Qiu almost turned into a hungry wolf and pounced on him, but he quickly controlled his impulse and teased: "As a vixen, your ability to charm the Lord is too shallow. You are not a match for the Heavenly Lord. Go back and practice for a few more years."

Jiang Danfeng was seen through his worries and was embarrassed. He ran away with his backpack and returned to his own suite next door. He closed the door hard, then raised his palm and made a heart-digging action. He gritted his teeth again and said fiercely: "Small! One day I will charm you so much that I don't know the east, south, west and north, and willingly bow down under my pomegranate skirt."
Chapter completed!