hanshuangj
April 15, 2024
Never live in 227. It faces the elevator and the stairwell. Everyone and the robot food delivery are passing by. The room door is useless, and the sounds outside the door are clear (56 o'clock in the morning and 11 o'clock in the evening when pulling the box, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, etc.) Noisy, the robot chattered at the elevator entrance); the hotel's water pipes were not wrapped up, and the water upstairs was like thunder and rain downstairs, rumbling and splashing. The windows of the hotel were not replaced with soundproof glass, and the traffic on Jianguo Road outside the window was so heavy that it was like sleeping on the road. The most serious thing is the smell of cigarette smoke🚬. It was okay when I first entered, but I didn't expect that at 89 o'clock in the evening, it would be just like the smoking room at the train station. Xun had a headache and choked to tears...
When I checked in, there was an elderly tour group at the front desk. There were three waiters. I asked if someone could help me with it. When a little girl was checking in for me, a person who seemed to be an "experienced old employee" came over and said that the tour group was at 3 /Floor 4, 227 was "specially" arranged for me.
There is a girl with a ponytail at the front desk who is very welcoming every time I go.
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