Business in small hotels is bleak on weekdays because there are many hotels and hotels with better conditions outside.

So in the past few days, Lu Fang has only one tenant in the entire hotel.

The owner of the hotel is an elderly couple. They have no children and live in the hotel.

Lu Fang paid the room fee for three days and the food fee was about to expire, but she didn't see any news about resuming her room.

"Old man, go and ask the little girl, can you still live in this room?" The old lady glanced at the room where Lu Fang lived and touched the old man who was reading the newspaper with her elbow.

"I won't go, I want to go." The old man pushed the reading glasses on his nose, turned his head to the side, unwilling to go.

The old lady was so angry that she wanted to punch him a few times, but the old man saw that the situation was not good, so he ran to the side.

At this time, Lu Fang's room opened from inside and people walked out.

"Boss, check out." Lu Fang held a small suitcase in one hand and a beautifully packaged box in the other.

The clothes I had changed, but they were very ordinary. The pure white T-shirts were everywhere on the street, light blue jeans, a pair of canvas shoes with some frangled edges, and a black baseball cap on my toe.

When the old lady saw someone coming out, she felt a little embarrassed. She thought Lu Fang heard what they had just talked, and whispered: "Girl, I'm not trying to urge you to leave, but it's just that the small business is inevitable that I'm thinking a little bit more."

Lu Fang's face, which was covered by the brim of the hat, could not see any expression. The scattered smile at the corner of his mouth slightly restrained, and he nodded, without any other emotions.

Seeing that Lu Fang seemed to really not care, the old lady didn't say much, took the deposit ticket from Lu Fang and refunded her fifty yuan.

"This is a specialty of my hometown, so I will leave it to you to try." Lu Fang put something similar to a gift packaging box on the counter.

When the old lady saw that the packaging box was exquisite, it didn't look like an ordinary specialty in her hometown, she hurriedly refused: "It's not allowed to be used, girl, thank you for your kindness."

Lu Fang glanced at the old lady and said nothing, and his attitude was quite like throwing it away if you don't want it.

The old man who was silent on the side glanced at the gift box, put the newspaper on the chair beside him, and got up.

"Miss, this thing is too expensive, please keep it for yourself."

"I have more of these, you can eat them." After throwing a sentence, Lu Fang pressed down the brim of his hat, lifted the suitcase at his feet, turned around and left.

"Hey, little girl!" The old lady saw Lu Fang leaving without saying a word and hurriedly chased her out, but when she arrived at the door, she remembered the gift box that Lu Fang put and wanted to run back to get the gift box.

When the old lady took the gift box and chased her out, there was no Lu Fang's figure.

"You stinky old man! Why don't you catch up with me?" The old lady turned around and shouted at the old man without seeing anyone.

The old man had already sat back on the lounge chair and was swaying.

"That girl is not an ordinary person. Although she wears simple clothes, her every move is not something that ordinary people should have."

When the old lady heard this, she looked at the gift box on the counter and felt even more that she should give it to Lu Fang.

"We can't be greedy for other people's little benefits. Did the girl leave a phone number when she came to register?"

"You go and see it yourself." The old man said lazily.

The old lady looked at him with a angrily look, and walked to the counter helplessly to search the registration book.

There is nothing but a name.

They are not a regular hotel, with only five rooms in total, so there are few people who come to live there, so they just register their names. Sometimes they only ask the other party to get their ID card on a whim.

Obviously, Lu Fang just registered a name.

"You open it first to see what it is inside. If it is really just some food, then leave it behind." The old man glanced at the gift box and said.

When the old lady heard this, she felt that it was the same, so she took the gift box in front of her and sighed at the exquisiteness of the gift box.

Unlike ordinary gift boxes, there is a small lock lock on the opening, and there is a post-it note next to the lock with four zeros in the password.

Looking at the font, it should be written by Lu Fang, which is exactly the same as the handwriting on the registration book.

The old lady tried to enter four zeros, and the small lock was opened.

With suspicion, the old lady took off the lock on the gift box and opened it carefully.

"Old man..." The old lady called her sleeping wife on the recliner tremblingly.

"What's wrong?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, a little leisurely.

"Good...good...so much money..."

"What money, we only have a few hundred dollars left in our drawer." The old man said with confusion.

"No...no, not our money, in this box..." The old lady took out a stack of money from the box, and some desserts similar to cookies, and bursts of fragrance floated out of the box.

The old man was shocked and fell off the recliner. Fortunately, he was not tall and there was nothing serious.

"Did that girl give this money?" The old man's face looked a little serious.

"Yes, there are still quite a lot." The old lady handed the box to the old man and signaled him to see what was inside.

Except for a few snacks filled with plastic bags, the others are all eye-catching red, bundled and full of boxes.

When did the old couple see so much money, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Old woman, we can't collect this money!" The old man hurriedly put the money in and covered it with the snacks.

"Yes, yes, yes, I can't accept it. I'll put it in the safe upstairs and find a way to contact the girl. For no reason, we can't accept such a big gift." The old lady picked up the box and walked upstairs very quickly.

The old man looked outside the door and felt palpitations.

...

Lu Fang quickly appeared in a high-end restaurant on Huaifang Road with his suitcase.

The cheap clothes on her body and her face covered by a hat don’t look like someone who can consume in high-end restaurants.

People around him cast strange eyes.

"Miss, what do you need?"

"Preat all the signature dishes." Simple, rough.

The waiter was stunned and said hesitantly: "Miss, you may not finish ordering so much, you may not finish it alone." A kind reminder.

"It's okay, come on." Lu Fang took a sip of the lemonade brought by the waiter, and his tone was faint.

"Okay." The waiter's strange eyes moved away from Lu Fang.

Wait until all the dishes are served, because most of them are Western style, so Lu Fang only has a pair of knife and fork in front of him.

"Can you give me a pair of chopsticks?" He was polite and distant, and he had no choice but to refuse.

The waiter was a little unresponsive by Lu Fang's request: "Miss, what did you think you want?"

"Chopsticks, I don't like using knife and fork."

Eating steak with chopsticks in a Western restaurant is a bit funny.

Everyone around began to whisper, looking at Lu Fang's direction and talking a lot.

"Okay." Although I found it strange, the waiter politely agreed.

After taking the chopsticks, Lu Fang began to eat slowly, without noticed the strange gazes around him.

"It's so embarrassing."

"Yes! Who uses chopsticks in a Western restaurant?"

"It's a hot day and I'm still wearing a hat, so I'm sure I look shameful."

Lu Fang's delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold, and he felt a little cold.

Quarrel!
Chapter completed!