Chronicles of the Modern Empress Dowager

Soft white sand, salty sea breeze. Until Mo Yun swallowed the last ray of light from the sun, the sky gradually dimmed.

Li Wei turned his head, the lights were already on, making the city night.

Li Jianbo walked behind her and was answering the phone. Li Wei walked alone in front. She liked the sea.

When Li Jianbo finished answering the call, Li Wei turned his head and said to him, "I really want to find a small island facing the sea in the future to live in seclusion."

"How come you have the idea of ​​avoiding the world at a young age? If there is no electricity, no fresh water, no internet, no signal, even life will be a problem. Is it possible that you still want to learn Robinson to live on a desert island? "

Li smiled and said: "It seems that human beings who have been infiltrated by modern civilization can no longer return to primitive life."

"Of course, because the times are advancing."

After walking around, the temperature became a bit cold after nightfall. Li Wei sneezed a few times, and Li Jianbo said to go back to the hotel.

Li Jianbo took his younger sister to the western restaurant for dinner. In the well-decorated restaurant, there was soothing piano music. There are not many guests who come to dine, but there is a quiet atmosphere.

"This steak uses Wagyu beef, which is transported by plane from Japan every day. It greatly guarantees the freshness and tastes authentic. It is the most signature dish of our western restaurant. You can try it." Li Jianbo highly recommended.

In fact, Li Wei doesn't like steak so much, but she still cuts the steak on the plate with a knife and fork enthusiastically. Li Jianbo was talking to her about delicacies from all over the world, but unfortunately Li Wei has never been outside the country, nor can he appreciate those exotic flavors. Li Jianbo talked for a while, and finally said with a smile: "In fact, what I miss most in foreign countries for so many years is my mother's craftsmanship. Even a bowl of small noodles she cooks can be so delicious."

Li Wei always listened to her second brother's report with a smile, that he has not forgotten his relatives and his motherland all these years. Now he finally came back.

Halfway through the meal, Li Jianbo was called away by the vice president of the hotel. It should be a business matter. Li Wei only sat there to eat. The restaurant is on the sixth floor. Looking from her direction, you can see a bridge spanning across the bridge with bright lights like a jade belt. The traffic on the wide bridge is endless, and the street scene in the distance is also faintly visible.

She couldn't help thinking that with Daqi's science and technology, manpower and material resources, even such a bridge could not be built.

Li Wei ate dinner alone, but was not in a hurry to return to the room, because there was a problem with the room card, she went to the front desk to change the room card.

A lot of people came to check in at this time, so she went to the rest area to wait. News programs were being shown on the huge TV screen. A waiter brought a cup of barley tea to Li Wei, and Li Wei thanked him with a smile.

"How do you do this, let us wait for 20 minutes without a result!" A customer was impatient and already protesting.

The ladies at the front desk kept apologizing.

Li Wei got up and went to the newspaper rack to get a newspaper to pass the time.

After half an hour, the front desk was finally quiet. Li Wei walked over to the front desk and said, "There seems to be a problem with the 1706 room card. Can I change it?"

She handed over the room card.

The lady at the front desk took it with both hands and said with a smile: "Yes, please wait a moment."

It took only half a minute to change the room card. For this half a minute, Li Weike waited half an hour. She understood the hardships of the service industry, and she also had nothing to complain about because of her second brother's family, so she took the room card and went to the elevator.

The two waiters at the front desk began to discuss: "Room 1706, it seems to be reserved for President Li, right? Is that lady just now the wife of President Li?"

"Definitely, it's okay to look at, short hair is also neat, and looks... not that beautiful. It turns out that we always like this one, we really can't guess."

Gossip is always indispensable among women, the automatic door opened, and they stopped talking, and came in a group of about seven or eight people.

"We called to make an appointment. There are five rooms in total." The leader handed over his ID card.

The person who helped with the check-in procedure glanced at one of the ID cards, and she calmly said to the people beside her: "Please go to the VIP lounge."

At the moment, someone invited a group of people to rest elsewhere.

"What horrible weather, the wind was so strong that it almost didn't get blown away."

"Shanshan, who told you to be so skinny and not eat too much, a gust of wind can blow you away." A young man in a denim shirt on the side held a cigarette in his mouth.

Chu Shanshan walked over and snatched the smoke from the population, and yelled at him: "You old smoker, you only know how to smoke wherever you go. If you are in a room, go out and smoke."

"I'm willing to be here, you can't control it." Song Youbin looked triumphant and went to pinch Chu Shanshan's face.

Chu Shanshan ridiculed a few words and ran away. She glanced at Zhao Qian, who was sitting in the corner silently and playing with her mobile phone, and stepped forward and said, "Did you chat with your lover at night?"

Zhao Qian didn't lift his head and said, "Isn't my lover you."

Chu Shanshan giggled: "Zhao Qian, you are really interesting."

Song Youbin took out the lighter in his trouser pocket without touching it for a long time. He got up and said, "I'll go out."

The director and screenwriter here are still discussing the script. Zhao Qian is still playing on his mobile phone. Chu Shanshan whispered something in Zhao Qian’s ear. Chu Shanshan trembled with laughter, and Zhao Qian couldn’t help but laugh: “Shanshan , I didn’t expect your jokes to be first-rate."

When the agent came back and gave them the room card: "Zhao Qian, you share a room with Youbin, Shanshan, you are in room 1604, and the room cards of the director, screenwriter and deputy director are here."

Zhao Qian held his room card and said, "Where is Song Youbin going?"

Zou Bian said: "Didn't he say to buy a lighter? Why haven't seen him come back."

The agent said: "I'm waiting for him in the lobby, and you guys will go back to your room early to rest. There will be activities tomorrow."

They pulled their suitcases and prepared to go back to the room. Chu Shanshan groaned: "Zhao Qian, you can help me with it, I can't move it."

Zhao Qian did not refuse, and pulled a box with one hand. Here Zou Bian and Director Zhuang whispered in the back: "Lang Cai Nv looks really a couple, Director, you said that these two people are not fake, right?"

Director Zhuang said: "Although I can't take care of things outside the theater, it's not bad to be able to cultivate feelings."

After arriving on the 16th floor, everyone went back to their rooms, and Chu Shanshan stood at the door playfully and said to Zhao Qian, "Would you like to go in and sit?"

Zhao Qian said: "No, I'm too sleepy, I've long wanted to sleep."

Chu Shanshan said with some interest: "Then I have to check the script again tomorrow."

Zhao Qian went back to his room, took a bath, and slept. Someone opened the door, and he didn't get up either, probably Song Youbin was back. He did not open his eyes and went on to sleep.