Cai Gen was carrying the takeout box. I really didn’t think it was heavy, but it was difficult to hold, otherwise it wouldn’t be difficult with one hand.
I don’t know if it’s because classmate Ziwen is too weak, or if he is physically strong enough.
In fact, I am not very tall, not even 1.8 meters tall. I am definitely below the average height in the Northeast.
Especially in recent years, after my weight exceeds 200, I look shorter and look a bit like a rectangle or square.
Before Cai Gen could figure out what shape he was in, room 8111 arrived.
Look, the decoration of this doorway is different from other rooms?
Other rooms have single doors, but this room has double doors that open opposite each other, which is large and luxurious.
Is this the legendary luxury suite of the Red Romantic Hotel?
The European-style gold-plated handle has a "Do Not Disturb" sign hanging on it.
Cai Gen felt depressed when he saw this.
What do you mean when you say you have ordered food and will not be disturbed?
Can’t you just hang up after taking the meal?
I don’t know how much psychological pressure it will cause to others after seeing this sign and ringing the doorbell?
Cai Gen resisted the pressure and pressed the doorbell twice.
It looked luxurious, with a glossy surface and poor sound insulation. Cai Gendu could clearly hear the doorbell inside and the sound of footsteps approaching.
The door opened, and what caught Cai Gen's eyes was a crisp suit, a meticulous tie, and a majestic chest.
Cai Gen looked up unconsciously and saw that this body was much stronger than his own, with an absolutely inverted triangle shape and a toned figure.
However, when Cai Gen saw his face, his heart skipped a beat.
Isn’t this too much of a contrast?
If you are a bald man, or a black brother, no matter how weird you are, if you are a King Kong Lolita, Cai Gen can barely accept it.
But the person who opened the door turned out to be an old man, with a head full of sparse white hair, a face with hilly folds, and two long, snow-white eyebrows.
You said that at your age, with a body that is almost two meters tall, is it necessary?
Looking at this old age, it is only normal to be hunched over, right?
No, Cai Gen thinks he is too subjective.
What if you are only twenty-five, but you only grow old because you smoke, drink, and stay up late and have many girlfriends?
Or is Benjamin reincarnated?
What's the use of all this nonsense?
Cai Gen should not have any objections to other people's looks other than lamenting how long they live together.
"Hello, delivery, twenty portions of teriyaki chicken leg rice."
With that said, Cai Gen squatted down, opened the takeout box and was about to take it out.
The old man's voice, despite its abnormal appearance, is still relatively normal and has a very vicissitudes of voice.
"Are you Cai Gen?"
Cai Gen squatted, stopped, and looked up at the old man again. It was even more difficult. He was so tall and his bulging chest muscles blocked his sight and he couldn't see the old man's expression clearly.
"Ah, I'm Cai Gen, the owner of Anxin Bento. I've come to deliver the food in person. Isn't this what you asked for?"
"Take the food to the house and go inside."
What kind of accent is this, and why is it so strange?
Cai Gen felt that he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
After saying that, the old man turned around and walked back into the house.
Cai Gen thought about it. It was unhygienic to put food on the floor.
Carrying the takeout box and walking towards the house, my eyes lit up.
The sunset in the afternoon was very strong, shining through the window and illuminating the house very brightly.
The old man took the lead and sat on a three-person sofa in front of the window and motioned to Cai Gen to put the rice on the coffee table.
This room is very large. There is no bed in sight. It should be a living room with sofas and coffee tables.
It is indeed a luxurious suite in the hotel, bigger than the one back in the hotel.
Cai Gen put the rice on the coffee table and felt that he was done and it was time to move on to the next step.
"There are a total of twenty portions of teriyaki chicken legs and rice, three hundred and fifty yuan, and two side dishes are gifts. Would you like cash or transfer?"
The old man's majestic body sat elegantly on the three-person sofa, almost occupying the space of two people. Under the strong sunlight, Cai Gen was backlit and could not see his face clearly.
"How much?"
It is true that I am getting older. Regardless of my good health, my ears are also struggling.
Cai Gen stretched out three fingers on one hand and five fingers on the other. He even gestured and raised his voice thoughtfully.
"Three hundred and fifty yuan."
As if being shocked by Cai Gen's loud voice, the old man ducked his head back.
"No, shout, I can hear you, but you speak too fast, I can't understand you."
Wow, it's not that I'm deaf, but that I have poor understanding. Cai Gen misunderstood.
The old man took out his black wallet from his suit, took out four red tickets, and put them on the coffee table.
"No, I have some change, thank you very much."
While saying thank you, the old man also bowed his head to Cai Genyi, which was regarded as a salute.
How has Cai Gen ever experienced this?
He quickly returned the gift, nodded and bowed, not knowing how to be polite.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. What I should do is not enough. Thank you for your generosity."
When he reached for the money, Cai Gen's long-term observation skills came into play.
Because, a strange thing attracted Cai Gen's attention.
The banknotes are full of sunshine and very beautiful. This is Cai Gen's favorite color.
However, according to the path of light, the money on the coffee table should be in the shadow of the old man.
Why is there sunshine?
Brother Cai got the money in his hand and clearly saw the shadow of his hand. Yes, there should indeed be a shadow.
Then I looked up at the sofa, and there was indeed an old man sitting there. It was indeed blocking the sun, and there was indeed no shadow?
There's something weird about this old man.
What has no shadow?
Spirit.
So can Ling bask in the sun?
No way.
This is unscientific.
Cai Gen's hand holding the money was a little slow.
Let’s just say that nothing good happened to me when I came to this red romantic hotel.
Last time I came here, Xiao Xiao scared me.
This time, it’s an old man?
And in broad daylight?
Isn't it too blatant to bully this landlady for being incompetent?
I have to educate Xiao Xiao when I go back, and I don’t work seriously.
No matter how turbulent his heart was, Cai Gen's movements were still very complete.
Put the money in your pocket, close the takeout box, and walk out.
"Cai Gen, are you leaving?"
This time, after thinking calmly just now, Cai Gen remembered where the Mandarin accent of this student came from. There are many in some dramas, and he was indeed a foreigner.
I don't know if this guy is with the waiter's group or if he is hostile to the waiter. Anyway, they are all people from the backwoods.
Cai Gen let out a long sigh and turned to look at Old Man Wuying.
"Ah, it's done. I'll go back. I wish you a pleasant meal."
"Please sit down, I have something else I need to trouble you with."
Before he finished speaking, the door of the hotel suddenly closed by itself, blocking Cai Gen's way.
The sudden situation surprised Cai Gen. Fortunately, he walked slowly. Otherwise, if he was caught by the door, especially his head, he would be unlucky for a long time.
It's very polite, but what's the use?
He didn't want to let himself go and even showed a small hand. This kid asked him to pretend.
