PDLP Chapter 151 Deciding to Open a Hotel
Chapter 151 Deciding to Open a Hotel
"Okay, I'll contact my old friends tomorrow and look around for a suitable house."
Zhong Weijie said with a big smile, feeling very happy at the thought of the new plan that was about to begin.
At this moment, Zhao Yuan excitedly stood up, raised his glass, and said loudly, "Come on, let's raise our glasses together and toast to our brand new business that we are about to start! May our business in the capital be smooth sailing and have a long and successful future!"
Seeing this, the others responded enthusiastically, "Cheers!" "Cheers!"
For a moment, the sound of clinking glasses rose and fell, creating a lively and extraordinary atmosphere.
Immediately afterwards, everyone began to speak enthusiastically, sharing their opinions on opening a hotel and offering many valuable and creative suggestions.
The first meal after returning to Beijing was a thoroughly enjoyable and satisfying experience for everyone.
The five grown men got along better and better as they chatted, as if they had endless things to say.
Zhao Yuan, in particular, was pleasantly surprised to find that since returning to the capital, his uncle and godfather had become radiant, as if they had rediscovered a joy they had never felt before.
Especially when it came to opening a hotel, my uncle became very talkative, speaking fluently and endlessly, his face beaming with undisguised joy. Anyone who looked at him could feel his heartfelt happiness.
Before they knew it, the five of them had finished a full five bottles of Moutai liquor.
Sitting to the side, Aunt Zhong and Lin Fangfang watched the five men drinking so heartily. Although they understood that they were drinking so freely because they were too happy, they couldn't help but feel a little worried.
After all, what if they accidentally get sick from drinking like that?
Lin Fangfang and Aunt Zhong immediately made a hangover soup, cleared the table, and helped the five people to sit down on the sofa.
The five people continued chatting enthusiastically until they all drifted off to sleep, sprawled out on the sofa.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window.
Zhong Weijie and Zhong Weibin were the first to wake up. They rubbed their eyes, recalled their pleasant conversation last night, and smiled at each other.
After a quick wash, the two rushed into the kitchen, and soon a steaming pot of Beijing-style breakfast was served.
Zhao Yuan, Gong Xianjin, and Zhou Jiefang gradually woke up, and the courtyard came back to life. After breakfast, everyone went off to do their own errands.
Uncle Zhong Weijie hopped onto the slightly worn bicycle, pushed off with both feet, and the wheels slowly began to turn.
He already had a plan in mind: he would first go to Wangfujing and Dong'an Market, the most bustling and prosperous areas in Beijing, to see if there were any suitable shops available for rent or sale.
After a long ride, Zhong Weijie finally arrived at the entrance of Wangfujing Hotel.
He parked his bicycle and hurried into the hotel lobby, looking around.
At that moment, Xiao Jianhui had just gotten up and was walking from the backyard to the hall. When he looked up, he immediately saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night—his master, Zhong Weijie!
In an instant, Xiao Jianhui felt his eyes burning, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
He dropped the kitchen utensils in his hands, rushed forward, and hugged his master tightly, as if afraid that this was just a dream.
The master and disciple stood embracing, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Over the years, Xiao Jianhui's life has not been smooth.
In his early years, he went to the countryside and experienced many ups and downs. It wasn't until the last two years that he finally returned to Beijing. With his excellent culinary skills, he quickly stood out and eventually became the head chef of Wangfujing Hotel.
However, since returning to the capital, he has been busy making a living and has had no time to attend to anything else.
Only after his life gradually stabilized did he have the mind to inquire about the whereabouts of his master and fellow disciples.
Just last month, he learned by chance from a friend about the unfortunate changes his master's family had suffered in recent years, and also learned that his master had already left the capital.
He never expected that his master would appear in front of him without warning today. This sudden surprise made him completely lose control of his emotions.
After calming his emotions slightly, Xiao Jianhui choked up and said to his master:
"Master, it's wonderful! You're back! Your disciple has been unfilial; I haven't been able to stay by your side these past few years, causing you so much suffering..."
"It's alright now, it's all over. These past few years have been tough for everyone!"
Zhong Weijie gently patted Xiao Jianhui's back and said.
The two embraced tightly, as if time had stood still, and all their fatigue and stress had been released in that moment. After a long while, they slowly let go of each other.
After a while, the two of them came to their senses as if waking from a dream.
Looking at his familiar and kind master, Xiao Jianhui couldn't help but ask:
"Master, what brings you here today?"
Zhong Weijie replied with a smile:
"I'm just out for a stroll today, trying to find a suitable place to open a hotel."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jianhui's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment:
"Master, you're actually planning to open your own hotel!"
Zhong Weijie nodded and explained:
"Actually, it's not really my idea to open it. My godnephew is planning to open a hotel in Beijing. That's why I'm here today."
"So, what size hotel are you planning to open? And what level?"
As Xiao Jianhui pulled his master to sit down, he quickly brewed a steaming cup of fragrant tea for him and asked with concern.
Zhong Weijie picked up his teacup, took a sip of the hot tea, and then said:
"Our initial idea is to target the mid-to-high-end market, and naturally, the larger the scale, the better. However, my godnephew didn't tell me the specifics in too much detail. He just told me to go out and find a place first, try to find a larger venue. If we can buy it directly, that would be best. If we really can't find a suitable place to buy, renting a place with enough space and suitable conditions is also fine."
After saying that, he put down his teacup and looked into the distance, seemingly already envisioning what the soon-to-open hotel would look like.
"Master, please take a look at this grand hotel and tell me what you think of it!"
Xiao Jianhui, his face beaming with excitement, asked impatiently.
Zhong Weijie looked the building up and down, then said:
"From what you're saying, does your boss plan to transfer ownership of this entire place?"
His words revealed a hint of curiosity and surprise.
Xiao Jianhui nodded hurriedly in response:
"Yes, that's right! Our boss and his family have decided to immigrate to the United States, so they want to sell the entire restaurant."