“Heh! My dear friend, which hotel would you like to book? I can offer a 70% discount, oh! I’ve wasted a lot of your phone bill, so let’s make it 60%.” Her laughter was melodious.
Another price reduction. Their receptionist’s authority was quite extensive. However, Feng Shaohao didn’t care about the price, “I just want efficient service quality.”
“No problem, I can immediately help you book rooms online, guaranteed first-class service. May I ask about your stay dates and number of rooms?” She then elaborated on various special services the hotels could provide.
“Booking rooms at your company’s hotels in various countries, twenty rooms total.”
“Oh! Booking room by room would waste time and prone to errors. Could you email me the itinerary? I guarantee accurate and swift processing.”
Feng Shaohao considered and thought she was right, so he emailed her the itinerary.
Quickly, Xindi received his itinerary, seeing the detailed plan, “Sixty-day world tour! What an amazing journey… Oh, sorry I’m talking too much again, let me double-check your basic information…” After checking, she confirmed again for any errors.
“Correct and without errors.”
“Feng Shaohao, your name sounds so nice, and your voice is even better…” She continued talking endlessly.
A phone call that was supposed to take three minutes unexpectedly stretched out several times longer, ending at 1:30 AM, well past his bedtime. This was the first time he had talked on the phone for so long, and the first time chatting with a girl—no, more accurately, listening to her ramble on.
He changed into his pajamas and prepared for bed, only to discover that his palms were sweating. Was it from the heat, or was he nervous?
Her coquettish voice was touching. Even now, her soft tone still lingered in his ears, causing him to involuntarily imagine her appearance.
Suddenly realizing he was overthinking things, he pulled back the blanket, lay down in his comfortable bed, and closed his eyes, intending to ignore this unexpected interlude.
Getting married and having children had once been part of his life plan. At thirty years old, he should have had a child. But since he had never met a suitable girl, the necessary task of paying attention to women had been eliminated. After all, he still had three half-brothers, and the children they would raise would be like his own children.
