The Wind Hotel.

This hotel is Chu Fenglou and others' staying. Su Mu did not deliberately arrange any luxurious and high-end places. It is the most suitable choice for choosing a strong wind, which has a historical heritage.

Besides, the group of people brought by Chu Fenglou have never seen any kind of world, and there are countless luxury hotels in Jinxiu City.

Rather than having such high standards here, accommodation is better with style and heritage.

When Chu Fenglou and the others were all settled, Su Mu sat outside and waited safely.

Shu Qin naturally had to help.

"Secretary Su!"

When Su Mu stood in front of a rockery to admire, a respectful voice suddenly came from beside him. Su Mu turned around and found that the person who was speaking was the president's wallet of the Dafeng Hotel, a smart businessman who knew the advance and retreat and understood the overall situation.

"It's Mr. Qian." Su Mu replied with a smile.

"Okay, Secretary Su, just call my name directly." The wallet quickly shook his hands and said, "How dare he be proud of Su Mu.

In fact, Zhuangbao is very grateful to Su Mu, and gratitude is more than fear.

Because of Su Mu's appreciation and patronage, the signs of Dafeng Hotel that were about to decline would be curbed, and he would have the opportunity to turn around. If it weren't for Su Mu's support and help, the wallet might have been heavily in debt and sold its property.

Su Mu smiled indifferently, not tangling with this topic, "The Jinxiu City Exchange Group stayed in your Dafeng Hotel, and must take good care of it, so that they can feel at home."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Jinxiu City may arrange exchange groups to come next. At that time, your Dafeng Hotel can be treated as a designated hotel."

"Wumblebag, I know you have good skills in doing things, so don't mess up this matter. You should treat it as a very important political task."

"Please rest assured, Secretary, I promise to complete the task!" said Zhuangbag with his head raised and his chest raised.

"I trust you."

Su Mu suddenly raised his arm, pointed to a painting next to the rockery and said with a smile: "The silver candle is cold in autumn, and the light Luo fan is blowing at the fireflies. The night is as cool as water in the sky. Lying on the morning glory and Weaver Star. Do you know whose ancient poem is this?"

"I know."

When it comes to this wallet, he naturally put it in a vague way. He said naturally: "It is a poem by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Secretary Su, and there is still an allusion to this."

"Our Qian family was not actually doing business at the beginning, but was mingling in the literary world. Later, the literary world declined and the family began to do business. At that time, our ancestors heard that if they wanted to do business, they had to continue the blood of the Qian family's literary world. Only in this way can the rise of the mall be guaranteed."

"And the poet that everyone in our family likes is Du Mu, so he decorated the entire Dafeng Hotel with Du Mu's poems."

"For example, we are now in the Qiuxi tribe of Dafeng Hotel. In addition to this tribe, there are several other tribes, namely the Qingming tribe, the Shanxing tribe, the Chibi tribe, the Farewell Tribe, the Jiangnan Chun tribe, the Qinhuai tribe, the Wujiang tribe, the Yangzhou tribe and the Huaqing palace tribe."

"These ten movies are the ten accommodation areas of our Dafeng Hotel. Each area has corresponding poems and paintings hanging on the walls. When guests come to live, they can also choose according to their personal preferences."

"These ten accommodations are inherited by our Qian family and have not been revised. Secretary Su, if you have time, I can give you a good introduction. The decoration styles of each one are actually different and they are very topical."

Moneybag is looking forward to Su Mu following him for a walk.

Su Mu did not follow up and said with a smile: "Your Qian family is really interesting. It's good to think of this method, it's good, very good."

"The ten poems correspond to Du Mu's ten poems, which have artistic conception, culture and depth. The Qingming Festival should be the most widely circulated Qingming Festival, and the rain is everywhere, and pedestrians on the road are about to break their souls, right?"

"Yes!" Wudang nodded. It was not surprising that he knew Su Mu that this was not surprising. In fact, as long as he was a Chinese, most of them should have learned this ancient poem. It is rare that it is the other ancient poems, which not everyone can know.

However, the wallet soon fell through.

"The mountain walk should be the stone path of Hanshan Mountain far above, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. I park the car and sit in the maple forest at night, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers."

"The Chibi tribe failed and the sand had not been removed. Since the grinding of the previous dynasty, the east wind did not go with Zhou Lang, and the bronze birds in spring locked the two Qiaos."

"What I gave to the farewell is the candles that are willing to bid farewell, and shed tears for others until dawn. The spring in the south of the Yangtze River is also particularly delicious. The orioles sing from thousands of miles away, the green and red, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers. The 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and the mist and rain are many towers."

After a moment of pause, Su Mu looked at the stunned purse and smiled calmly, "Don't look at me dumbfoundedly. I also like Du Mu's poems. Each of his poems is like a landscape painting, which makes the patient unable to help but fall into it."

"The sorrow of the Qinhuai tribe is like this. The smoke is covered with cold water, the moon is covered with sand, and the restaurant is near the Qinhuai restaurant at night. The businesswoman does not know the hatred of the country, and still sings the back garden flowers across the river."

"Wujiang tribe is talking about the title of Wujiang Pavilion, and the King of Chu, the victory and defeat of the military and family affairs are unexpected, and the shame is a man. Jiangdong's children are very talented, and it is unknown whether they make a comeback."

"Although your Qian family is in decline now, as long as you have this kind of character that Du Mu admires, as long as you work tirelessly, Dafeng Hotel will definitely be able to turn over."

"Thank you for your advice from Secretary Su!" Qiandang nodded repeatedly and said with great emotion.

While moved, my wallet is more admirable.

The difference between Dafeng Hotel and other hotels is that as long as the waiter here is, all the ancient poems of Du Mu must be recited.

We can't say that you have divided ten works of art and elegance here, but our own people can't figure out the meaning of each poem.

When I was reciting, I clearly saw what memory weakness means. Few people can remember them all.

But what about Su Mu? He is the secretary of the municipal party committee who is busy with a lot of things, and he can even tell all the ancient poems with great knowledge.

This is simply incredible!

No wonder Su Mu became the secretary of the municipal party committee because this is capital!

The wallet admired Su Mu in a pretentious way.

"The Yangzhou tribe said, it should be this poem. The green mountains are faintly drifting, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered. On the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where can the jade man teach the flute to play?"

"And the Huaqing Palace is even more classic. It is the head of Chang'an looking back at the embroidery piles, and thousands of doors on the top of the mountain are opened one after another. A concubine riding the red dust laughs, no one knows that it is the lychee coming."

"Mr. Qian, I don't know if I remember it, right?" Just then, Chu Fenglou's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

The wallet quickly turned around and said to Chu Fenglou in admiration: "Secretary Chu, I didn't expect that you also have a profound study of ancient poetry."

"Yes, that's right. The two poems you just recited just now were correct. Our Dafeng Hotel once had a rule that if anyone could recite all ten ancient poems, he would give him a bottle of good wine during dinner."

"Secretary Chu, Secretary Su, you two are really amazing. In this meal in the evening, I will give you two bottles of treasured daughter Hong! This is not a bribe. Everyone knows the rules of our hotel. Don't refuse."

"Ha ha!"

Su Mu and Chu Fenglou looked at each other and laughed loudly. Su Mu shrugged casually and said, "Mr. Qian, are we such inhumane people? Since this is the rule of your hotel, then we should be respectful and obedient."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now, let's talk to you two." The monkey left with tactfulness.

In front of the rockery.

Chu Fenglou looked at the back of the wallet leaving and said with appreciation: "This guy is a wise man. He can cultivate his cultural literacy so well in addition to doing business. No wonder you arranged for us to live here. I like this place!"

"Just like it, let's go and have a meal and chat."

"good."

The hotel is in a spacious and elegant private room.

Everyone sitting here was from Jinxiu City, and none of the people in the entire exchange group were absent. Since everyone came together, there was no reason to have to separate one from one to the other.

It seems a bit alien to have to arrange two different private rooms.

Besides, who are outsiders who can follow Chu Fenglou? They are all like-minded partners who follow Chu Fenglou closely and are qualified to sit here.

"Everyone, Secretary Su is an old leader of our Jinxiu City, and no one doesn't know you. Since we are here in Youfeng City for exchanges today, we have to let Secretary Su say a few words to us. Do you think so?" Chu Fenglou smiled and swept across the audience and said.

"Yes, Secretary Su, let's talk to us a few words. We really want to hear it."

"Secretary Su, we have missed you very much since you left Youfeng City."

"Secretary Su, tell us about your mountain economic planning plan!"

...

When such a sound began to sound, Su Mu glared at Chu Fenglou, stood up with a wine glass, faced everyone, and said calmly, "Just as Secretary Chu said, most of you here and I know each other. Even if there are some people who have never seen each other, since they can sit together today, they are considered friends."

"Under the leadership of Secretary Chu, you came to Youfeng City and exchanged the planning plan for the mountain economy. Since you are communicating with this, I will say a few more words."

"'Ecology prospers, civilization prospers, and ecology declining, civilization declining.' This is something everyone knows. In the development of modern society, a government that does not value ecology is an unconscious government, a leader that does not value ecology is an incompetent leader, and a company that does not value ecology is a hopeless enterprise," said a company that does not value ecology.

"Similarly, a citizen who does not value ecology is also a citizen who does not have a sense of modern civilization. The construction of ecological civilization is closely related to each of us..."

"The mountain economy I want is such an economy that unites man and nature. I will not only pursue economic development but ignore environmental protection."

"That kind of mountain economy is not allowed, and I will firmly resist it. The concept of mountain economy is advocated by Fengshi City, but I believe that there is still a market in Jinxiu City."

"Because I am also very familiar with Jinxiu City, if you quote this concept in several mountains in Jinxiu City, it will be a good result..."

...

The private room was quiet and everyone was listening carefully.
Chapter completed!