Chapter 1395: Golden years

Chapter 1395, the golden years
[One of them: simple people]
The action must be put into practice after the idea emerged to be an action... Mr. Gusf soon came to Mr. Dillings’ room.
But Mr. Dilins is facing some trouble at this time.
Two porters, this time trying to wear a tuxedo for Mr. Dillings... Mr. Di Lin Si's body will probably make most of the world's tailors feel headaches.
This is already the largest size of the Tuxedo at the Grand Hotel. The two doormen are now trying to give Mr. Dillings a sigh... like a tug-of-war.
"Oh... damn! I feel like I have to be struck in two paragraphs! This thing! Too much hate me! Am I going to be a German sausage?"
Mr. Dilins cursed as he sinned at this moment... He saw Mr. Gusfu coming in and said quickly: "Gusfu, you are coming right! Come over and help me, let me end this as soon as possible. disaster!"
Mr. Gusf had to quickly go forward to help, and abolished some of his strength, and then reluctantly let this Mr. Dillings put on the tuxedo - of course, there are inevitably a situation of button sorrow.
Mr. Gusf is even worried that these buttons will burst directly at the next moment.
"Hell! Damn! I won't wear this stuff again after killing me! Really! I use the honor of my dead grandmother!" Mr. Dilins gasped.
... Usually such an oath is not worth trusting.
Mr. Gusf only thought that he did not hear it, and then quietly made a gesture to let the two doormen wait outside the room... He pretended to ask inadvertently: "Mr. Dillings, you are planning Do you attend the party?"
"Of course! Otherwise, what do I wear in this suit!" Mr. Dilins estimated that because the clothes were not very comfortable, the mood was obviously not high.
Mr. Gusf’s appearance, then smiled:
Excuse me, is there anything I need to help, Mr. Dilins.

"Oh, let me think about it..." Mr. Dilins pondered for a moment and shook his head. "It seems that there is no more. If there is anything, can I find you? The floor butler remembers that it is with you." Come here?"
"Yes, Mr. Dilins."
Mr. Dilins thought for a moment, then patted Gusff's shoulders - he didn't lift his palms when he shot down, and Mr. Gusff's shoulders couldn't help but be a little lower.
He had to keep smiling and wait for the customer to speak.
"Work is hard." Mr. Dilins said this first, and then thought for a while before he continued to say: "But you should rest during the break, don't get tired of yourself."
Mr. Gusfu opened his mouth and it is best to keep a smile and nod. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Dilins... Excuse me, what else is needed?"
"Oh... I am still a little hungry, you can give me some food." Dillings touched the sturdy belly. "Let who... who, oh, the chef gave me casually." Get some food, I don't want to go out now! This dress is really uncomfortable."
Mr. Gusfu couldn't help but feel a smile, but he still kept a professional smile. "I will arrange it for you, sir... If there is nothing else, then please let me go first because I still need to go for Qige lawyer service."
When talking about the name of Zigger, Mr. Gusff seemed to be casual, but quietly noticed the expression of Mr. Dillings.
"Oh, go get busy, I will come by myself."
But Mr. Dilins did not know exactly who Zige’s lawyer was. He didn’t even care about Gusef’s so-called service to others.
Didn't he know... the floor butler here, is the one-on-one service for the presidential suite guests?
With this doubt, the things that were already certain were suddenly disrupted... Gusev slowly withdrew from the room, and quietly glanced at the door before closing the door.
I saw that Mr. Dilins was opening a small book on his hand, and then biting a pencil, not knowing what he was thinking... occasionally tapping his head with a pencil head, occasionally catching a scratch and starting to see sparse s hair.
"Where does this gentleman go, I will tell you the first time, do you know?"
Before leaving, Mr. Gusfu told the doormen outside the door.
But later, Mr. Dillings did not leave the room until the start of the banquet... Mr. Gusfu listened to the doorman and said that after Mr. Dillings had eaten, he fell asleep.
And the grunts are particularly spectacular.
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[The second: gifts]
At night, half past seven... the banquet begins.
The place where the banquet is held is in the open-air lawn of the Grand Hotel Park. Not only can you see the night view of the artificial lake, but you can also see the whole of the Alec Grand Hotel.
Under the light, the Alec Grand Hotel is like a symmetrical castle built with perfect lines, like something in a fairy tale.
I heard that the original Alec Grand Hotel was not like this. After several renovations, it was the way it is today – it was written by the owner of the mysterious hotel.
The theme of the party tonight is: masquerade
Guests will simply bring some decorations to cover their faces – of course, many times, simple facets are hard to hide their identity... Most of them are just for the atmosphere.
Ms. Tiffany simply put on a blindfold, and Ms. Sandy brought a Venetian mask.
It can be seen that Ms. Sandy is very embarrassed about the choice of friends who have chosen to participate in this masquerade for many years. She has really prepared a lot of young and energetic young guys! Good waste!
"Well... what happened today, it seems like I saw a lot of acquaintances." Ms. Tiffany suddenly whispered in the ear of a friend.

Is there?
Ms. Sandy looked around.
Ms. Tiffany pointed to two middle-aged men standing in the dining area not far away. "The two on the other side are not like George and Goben?"

Who?
Ms. Sandy asked abruptly.
Ms. Tiffany shook her head and said with a smile: "If you let them know that you completely forgot them, they may cry.... Forgot? They were your pursuers."
Ms. Sandy tried to think back and finally found two vague faces in the corner of memory... She woke up and finally remembered who George and Goben were.
In the restaurant of the very famous Berger's chef, there was a small stage dedicated to the performance of the guests. George and Goben were the musicians responsible for the performance at the time.
In retrospect, Ms. Sandy is quite proud: "Now think about it, I was still very popular at the time... Unfortunately, the years are not forgiving. But at the time, I liked the Pacher who played the violin... You don't Also."
Ms. Tiffany didn't look at the guy who didn't know whether it was a friend or a close friend.
Ms. Sandy said at this time: "But I want to think about it. It was a mistake to be fascinated with Paher at that time... It would be really bad for a man who suddenly disappeared in pursuit of his dream. And look at it, God. George and Goben are now, I really can't imagine, they were actually quite handsome. Um... Maybe Paher is now a greasy middle-aged man! Believe me, dear, man. After the age, I don’t care about the appearance. You can see what my current husband is like!"
Ms. Tiffany did not say anything.
Ms. Sandy is probably a type of heartless mind. It seems that she suddenly puts her figure in this year and still has some capital. She swears: "No, I am going to say hello to George and Goben. Relive your beautiful young years... Tiffany, call yourself!"
Ms. Tiffany really didn't know how to stop this guy... She shook her head in a wry smile, then took a glass of red wine from the waiter's plate and walked slowly at the open-air banquet venue.
She really recognized some old faces that I haven't seen for a long time... some old employees who used to work at the Alec Grand Hotel.
What happened today?
Ms. Tiffany didn't go like Sandy, and went up to say hello to those she once knew – after all, she asked herself that she didn't have a thicker face than Ms. Sandy.
And... she is actually not very good at relationships.
Old-fashioned, regular, unsmiling... They are all afraid of her such a boring woman—even her ex-husband, who eventually chose to separate because of the boring life.
She thinks she may have been really boring for most of her life?
So I started to make some changes. I don’t always remember to hang on to work. I occasionally read books, do some beauty, try sports, and watch movies that are boring but popular.
Her face began to have more smiles than in the past, but when she laughed, it still felt like a sense of oppression - Ms. Tiffany felt that she could not change it.
Life is still improving, but the friends around me have not increased... nor have they decreased.
"Ms. Tiffany, you are so beautiful tonight."
She heard the voice calling her, Tiffany turned slowly, saw a white hair, and simply the old man with a blindfold, she even recognized the identity of the other party in the first time.
"Siegel lawyer, are you?" She couldn't help but be surprised. "How come you are here?"
"I have been looking for you." Qi Ge lawyer came slowly and smiled. "Listen to Gusfu, you will also attend, so I will pay attention to whether you have already appeared at the beginning."
"thank."
Ms. Tiffany smiled a little, and then she was convinced that she soon realized that the banquet might have something to do with the Qiage lawyer – and so many old employees appeared.
Listening to her nephew Gusfu said that the gentleman who was in the presidential suite still had something to imprint with the owner behind the hotel... Does this all indicate that something special happened tonight?
"Ms. Tiffany, happy birthday." Sergeant Zieg said suddenly, then took out a gift box from his pocket. "This is the birthday present I have prepared for you. Please smile."
"Thank you." Ms. Tiffany did not refuse, very generously took it, and greeted Zig's lawyer and kissed him in his face.
At this time, Mr. Zig was jokingly saying: "Hey! I think I must have been jealous now."

Zigger is still as funny as ever.
Ms. Tini smiled.
But you haven’t told me why it’s here...I’m not specifically going to send me a gift?

She was not too surprised that Qi Ge lawyer gave her a gift.
Qi Ge lawyers basically know the birthday of every senior staff member of the Grand Hotel. If time permits, he will even pull over and the staff will celebrate – this has always been the case.
In the impression of Ms. Tiffany, Mr. Zig has participated in several birthday parties.
Of course... if it’s just an ordinary employee, most of the time it’s just a small gift with his signature, and he won’t appear.
Be a... an incentive mechanism.
"It just happened to be invited by an old friend." At the moment, Zig’s lawyer blinked. "So... enjoy the party tonight, Ms. Tiffany. Finally, I wish you a happy birthday."
"Thank you."
Having said that, until now, the owner of the banquet has not yet appeared... Guest, it seems that they have arrived.
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[The third of them: sound]
This should be the most time for dinner, but the hotel is very deserted at this time...because most of the guests are attending an open-air dinner outside.
Even the chefs at the restaurant, at this time, mostly fled out to prepare food for the banquet.
In the hallway, a bloated figure was walking fast at this time... Mr. Dilins.
His lips were a little white at this time, carrying an old suitcase, grabbing his pants with one hand, and panting in the hallway... Oversleeping, Mr. Dilins could not help but sigh, thinking about eating. Finish something and take a break.
There are important things to do tonight, I hope you don't miss the time... Oh, this Berg chef, why do things taste so good?
Suddenly distracted... It may also be a lack of exercise. Mr. Dilins suddenly felt that breathing was a little difficult. His heart seemed to make a sorrowful sound, like an old engine with overload.
He felt that the breathing was not smooth, the faint feeling that suddenly got up, and even let him lose his balance, and he went down at once, and the suitcase on his hand broke out at this time.
I saw the suitcase rolling down the stairs on the second floor of the hotel lobby.
The suitcase is not like a ball, and it will not be damaged when it finally landed... When the fainting fainted, the Mr. Dillings who got up and saw the luggage that had rolled down the stairs had opened.
He was suddenly shocked and walked quickly with the handrail.
The violin and the bow in the suitcase were scattered in two places... After Mr. Dilins bent hard to pick up the bow, he walked to the violin.
But there is a beautiful palm, and the violin that has fallen out has been picked up before he arrives... Mr. Dilins can't help but groan.
"Oh, it’s both of you!"
This is not the couple he has met several times today... Mr. Dilins looked at the boss and the maid's dress at this time, and they wanted to come to the outside party.
At this point the violin was in the hands of Luo Qiu... After the violin was picked up, Luo boss reached out and stroked the back of the violin, then slowly turned over, only to see that the bridge above had broken... even broke two The roots of the strings, even the head of the piano is also broken.
"It's a pity." Luo Qiu said softly... He held the violin in his hands and sent it to Mr. Dillings.
How can he not see the violin at this time?
Mr. Dilins suddenly looked a little black and black, and stood on the spot... He only heard that he was constantly thinking about words, saying what to do, how to be good, and so on, as if he would faint in the past whenever he was black.
Mr. Dilins finally took the violin silently, then slowly sighed and smiled. "I am really a daredevil, and everything can't be done well."
I don't know if I want to listen to myself, or to someone else... I mean to listen to myself.
"This violin is very important to you, Mr. Dilins." Luo Bo asked suddenly.
Mr. Dilins didn't think too much. He nodded. "It's something that a very important friend gave me... I didn't take it safe."
"If I said, I can help you fix this violin..." Luo Qiu looked at Mr. Dillings’ eyes at this moment and said slowly: "But the price is, if you need to give it to me, you will be willing ?"
Mr. Dilins groaned. He looked in the direction of the young man and found that he was pointing at a brown cover notebook that fell to the ground... this is his notebook, also placed together. Inside the suitcase, it should fall out when it fell.
"You want it?" Mr. Dilins looked at the young oriental man incredulously and couldn't help but subconsciously ask, "Why?"
"Probably because I like it." Luo Qiu said with a slight smile.
The maidservant around her, when the host and Mr. Dilins talked, had already picked up the suitcase from the side... When the suitcase was handed over to Mr. Dillings, the maidservant looked at the suitcase casually. The imprint seems to be something that thinks of it, and the scorpion moves slightly.
Mr. Dilins thought about it at this time, then shook his head and smiled: "Don't say it is a notebook. If you can really fix this violin for me, it will be no problem for you to double the cost! Because it really It’s important to me! But even if you can fix it, it’s too late, I can’t wait that long...

"This may not be the case." Luo boss smiled mysteriously, then picked up the violin from Mr. Dillings' hands. "Please wait a moment, Mr. Dilins."
Just as Mr. Dillings was in a daze, Luo’s boss took the violin to the corner of the lobby and soon disappeared into the sight of Mr. Dillings.
Mr. Dillings had to carry the bow in his hand, and his face was puzzled. He could only stand stupidly... Only the maidservant was looking at him, it seemed to be looking.
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In fact, they did not go far, but they came to the back of the stairs and avoided their sight... Luo boss took the violin that had been broken in his hand.
His palm naturally radiated a faint light, and then slowly smeared from the place where the head of the piano.
Head, piano shaft, piano pillow...
The broken place began to repair a little bit, even the broken strings, as well - Luo boss closed his eyes and finally put the violin that had been repaired in his ear.
The finger gently moved the new string.
- Give it to you and use it to realize your dreams.
- You will succeed... I am waiting for you here.
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"It has been fixed, Mr. Dilins."
Mr. Dilins unbelievably took the recovered violin with both hands... looked carefully. He even wondered if the other party had specially changed a new one for him - but it was incredible to think of the other person's request but to have a notebook.
No one will go to a new notebook for a notebook.
"How did you do it?" Mr. Dilins looked at the magical oriental boy with amazement.
"It's... business secrets." Luo boss blinked, and then the maidservant handed the notebook to his hand. "So, according to the agreement, this note belongs to me, Mr. Dilins."
"Oh... well." Mr. Dilins nodded subconsciously. "If you like it, take it."
Is this really helping a big deal?
Watching the two men leave with their hands, Mr. Dilins scratched his head and said, "Good guy?"
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[The fourth of them: Please dance with me]
Ms. Sandy turned back in a circle... Although she couldn’t see the look with a mask, the language of gestures has fully demonstrated one thing – she has gained a lot.
Probably the words of praise from the pursuers of the young.
"Hey! Dear, don't you just stay here all night, do you drink red wine alone? When is your life boring to this extent?"
Ms. Tiffany didn't want to pay attention to this guy. When she stood tired, she opened the chair and sat down.
"Aunt Tiffany...and, Ms. Sandy."
The familiar figure appeared in front of them, Mr. Gusfu - I saw him walking slowly and politely greeting the two ladies.
"Gusfu, are you still handsome, and your work is going well?" Ms. Sandy said casually: "The banquet tonight is not bad."
No, no matter from the service or the scene, or even the atmosphere to create an orchestra, as well as food and drinks, it can be said that it is impossible to pick up the problem - more importantly, Ms. Sandy also relived the memories of her youth.

Thank you for your compliment, Ms. Sandy.

Ms. Tiffany was stunned at this time: "Gusfu, the anonymous guest who initiated the banquet, hasn't appeared yet?"
"Not yet." Mr. Gusff shook his head in confusion. "We can't even contact the guest... He just said that he will appear at the party, nothing more. If the cost has already been paid in advance I even think this is a prank."
"There are strange people in this year." Ms. Sandy shrugged and said her opinion.
Ms. Tiffany suddenly curiously asked, "Is you, Mr. Dilins, who you mentioned in the afternoon, have you seen him?"
After all, it is very likely that it is a person who has a relationship with the owner behind the restaurant. As a steward who has been serving the Alec Grand Hotel, Ms. Tiffany is still somewhat curious - tonight, mainly because of Mr. Dilins, will come here. Come.
Ms. Sandy looked very curious about who Dillings was like – but the aunts apparently did not care about her curiosity at this time.
Mr. Gusff shook his head: "I haven't seen it yet."
Ms. Tiffany slowly sighed and said slowly: "I didn't even see it... Gusff, I am a little tired today, I want to go back to rest soon. I will end my vacation tomorrow and return to my post."
"Aunt Tiffany, but you are on the first day of vacation today?" Mr. Gusfu could not help but swear.
Ms. Tiffany shook her head. "There is nothing to do when I am on vacation... It is more interesting to work. I have not yet reached the age of doing nothing."
Ms. Sandy felt that this sentence really hurt her greatly... If she hadn’t looked at her friends for decades, she would have ignored her. She sat down and screamed.
Ms. Tiffany only thought that she did not hear, and she was planning to leave the banquet venue.
The lights suddenly dimmed and stopped Ms. Tiffany's footsteps... Sudden changes also made the venue suddenly quiet.
Later, the lights began to change, they began to meet and eventually intertwined in the position where the orchestra played.
Under the light, a bloated figure was struggling to get on the stage of the temporary performance.
But his body is too big... It should have been a very attractive person, if it is a handsome man.
The bloated man’s face with a fake beard and a fake big nose gave a very funny feeling – even when the man walked over to the microphone, the button on the tight tuxedo’s clothes finally Can not support and collapsed.
Hey, the banquet hall suddenly sent out a series of laughter.
This may be a special performance for the guests to make the guests happy... harlequins and the like.
"This is not, Mr. Dilins?" Under the stage, Mr. Gusf, who also saw this scene, couldn’t help but open his mouth... He really didn’t know why the presidential suite’s guests ran to the stage at this time. .
And look at the appearance of Mr. Dillings holding the violin at this time, is it...he wants to perform on it?
"How can Mr. Dillings run up, can anyone tell me?" Mr. Gusf quickly asked a waiter from the side to ask.
"I do not know either……"
Mr. Gusff frowned. He subconsciously found the place where Zig’s lawyer was, but he saw the lawyer. At this time, he was watching the scene on the stage with great interest. No smile.
This made Mr. Gusf more confused in his heart...but he had no time to think about more things, because Mr. Dillings on the stage already had an action.
He gently put the bow over the string... it was intended to pull it.
The guests in the audience were quiet, but they were a little bit eager to see the gentleman who brought the jokes when they played, and what kind of performances they would like to make.
Ms. Tiffany just looked at the violin in the hands of Mr. Dilins.
That violin... she can recognize it at first sight - it is something that is obtained from someone else in a very special way.
She even regretted it, suffered pain... and now, almost forgotten.
- Give it to you and use it to realize your dreams.
- You will succeed... I am waiting for you here.
From the crowd, she slowly moved to the stage.
Playing... It’s almost just a few preludes, and people have already recognized what the bloated Mr. Dillings is going to play: Canon (D-Major).
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But Mr. Dilins’s skill is really bad.
He couldn't even be called a beginner, and the intermittent sound made the performance quite similar.
Even the originally invited orchestra...even the commander, there seems to be no way to cooperate with the gentleman's piano skills at this time.
This is very bad... People began to argue that such a performance is likely to screw up this party.
Unexpectedly, there were suddenly a few masked guests on the stage... I don’t know if they are spontaneous or prepared in advance.
These guests all took their own different instruments, and even recently, George and Goben, who revisited young memories for Ms. Sandy.
It is very strange that the orchestra invited by Mr. Gusfu could not cooperate with the clumsy skills of Mr. Dilins, but these later guests, naturally followed the rhythm of Mr. Dillings, slowly The ground played their own instruments.
Even after all the sounds were combined, it was still intermittent, occasionally stuck... even wrong.
Mr. Gusf listened and even frowned. If this Mr. Dilins is not a guest of the presidential suite, if it is not that he has any connection with the owner behind the hotel... too much, Let him have to endure.
Instead, Ms. Sandy, who was sitting next to her, seemed to be somewhat fascinated, and occasionally she made some laughs... She probably remembered some past events.
The crowd suddenly began to spread out some... It seemed to be spontaneous, and the guests slowly retreated, and they circled a space of one and a half months.
Gusff saw Aunt Tiffany standing in the vacant place... She stood there alone, not knowing when she closed her eyes.
He intended to call her, but she slowly extended her hand at this time.
Her right hand stretched forward, as if she had caught the palm of her hand. Her left hand is also mentioned, as if she is on the shoulders of her... She doesn't seem to have one.
She began to slowly move her body, following the holey Canon (D-Major) played by this temporarily flattened orchestra.
The moonlight is just right tonight.
It seems that there is a figure of one who emerges from the eyes of the people and disappears. It appears and disappears. It seems to exist but not.
"I seem to have seen Paher?" Ms. Sandy licked her eyes.
When she went to see it again, she never saw anything... What she saw was just that the friend danced alone there.
Maybe she should stop her, after all, this behavior is too rash... but why stop it?
This is the way she has never seen Tiffany, and she is a girl who has dreams, isn't she?
Moreover, everyone did not say anything.
In this poor performance, with a one-person dance party, it seems that there is something flowing through the hearts of everyone, so that everything is quiet.
The moonlight is also getting gentle.
Far away, outside the crowd... On the beach of the artificial lake below the banquet venue, the maidservant took off her shoes and stepped on the white sand.
Luo Qiu is also like this.
He was licking her waist and dancing round dance here.
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[The fifth: happy birthday]
Tiffany slowly slowed down, and finally did the posture of the dance... Her eyes were still closed, seemingly immersed in some kind of aftertaste.
The clumsy performance of Mr. Dilins has also been performed.
In fact, it has been a while for a while, about a few minutes.
Finally, Ms. Tiffany slowly opened her eyes... The gaze was as if she saw a distant back and gradually disappeared into the night.
When she closed her eyes, he came with the beginning of Canon (D-Major).
When she opened her eyes, he left with the end of Canon (D-Major).
Only she is still here.
Ms. Tiffany suddenly had a kind of relaxedness. She didn't even feel embarrassed because of her different behaviors. She slowly sighed and then looked at the bloated man on the stage.
According to Gusev’s description, she thought that this must be Mr. Dilins... but she still couldn’t remember who Mr. Dilins was – even though she had some guesses, Mr. Dilins was very May come for yourself.
It seems as if I have noticed the eyes of this lady.
Mr. Dilins took some effort at this time, took out a note from the pocket of his clothes, and he looked at the note and walked over to the microphone, gently reading:
- I hope you will always be young and happy.
- I hope that you can get out of the haze of life.
- All love is included here.
The sound is introduced into everyone's ears and hearts.
Ms. Tiffany made a slight opening, she was about to say something, but the surrounding guests suddenly swarmed.
They said aloud, "Tiffany! Happy birthday!"
"happy Birthday!"
"I haven't seen you for a long time, remember me? Tiffany, happy birthday!"
"You are still pretty! Tiffany! I really regret that I didn't pursue you that year! Happy birthday!"
She was almost drowned in the blessings of the crowd, looking at the faces that had taken off the mask, the familiar faces... the faces of the old people who had worked here.
Ms. Tiffany was a little overwhelmed.
At this point, Qi Ge lawyer pushed a cake slowly out of the crowd, he went to Ms. Tiffany, "Happy birthday, dear Tiffany, I hope you can like my birthday party."

Ms. Tiffany was a glimpse first, and then some relief... Yes, it was originally prepared by Zig’s lawyers – and only Zig’s lawyers were able to invite so many former employees from all over the country.
At this time, Ms. Sandy also came in from the crowd and looked at her friends blamingly. Obviously she didn't know all about it, but now she is helpless. "No, you can't push me off the birthday that I prepared for you. It turned out to be such."
She is really a good sister who has loved this for decades. She has embraced the pistachio around me and looked at the people around her... The fifty-fifth birthday can be so beautiful.
Ms. Tiffany has been laughing and accepting the blessings of everyone... She is looking for someone in the crowd to find the bloated figure that is holding the violin.
But he is no longer here, I don't know when he has left.
Maybe wait, go find the mysterious Mr. Dillings and ask him about the violin... always care.
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[The sixth of them: the golden years]
Beauty and happiness... Probably just such a simple come.
The 55-year-old woman doesn't seem to have much to do... She doesn't have a husband now, she doesn't even have her own children, and she has lived a single life for five years.
Life is boring, so I can simply see it, and I can see the beauty that has never been seen before.
Ms. Tiffany felt that she should have slept very sweetly tonight - but before that, she wanted to see Mr. Dilins once.
"Already checked out?"
"Yes, Ms. Tiffany. This is what the gentleman left when he left, saying something to be handed over to you."
On the floor, the doorman sent an old suitcase to Ms. Tiffany and left.
At first sight, she saw the mark on the suitcase, the mouth of Gusev.
Ms. Tiffany meditated for a moment, then slowly opened the suitcase and gently took the violin hidden inside.
There is also a bow.
She went to the window and looked at everything gray and gray outside... Downstairs, it seemed to see who else.
Who is thinking of her beckoning, after waving, this person is slowly turning around, has been walking, has been walking, has been gone, and finally disappeared.
Ms. Tiffany was obsessed with it. For a while, she hugged the violin and bow of her hand, closed her eyes and gently glared at the song of Canon (DMajor).
Today is a wonderful day, like a dream.
That he... painted a full stop here today.
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Mr. Dilins walked alone on the road, walking and walking back and looking back at this beautiful and incredible Alec Grand Hotel.
Then, he finally met the master and servants of the club who had just returned from the artificial lake beach.
The maidservant is still barefoot... the shoes are between her fingers.
The two men took their hands back and seemed to be talking about what to say quietly... Seeing Mr. Dilins alone, Luo boss took the initiative to say hello.
"Good evening, Mr. Dilins."
"You are too." Mr. Dilins laughed. "It’s really a big help! But otherwise, it will definitely make me mess up things! If you have the chance to come to [Halstart] in the future, it must be I want to contact me! I will definitely entertain you! Oh, look at me! I will write you a contact."
With a slap in the head, Mr. Dilins began to touch his own clothes - but he could not find out the paper and the pen. As for the suitcase on the hand, it was actually empty.
"Write it here." Luo boss smiled, took out the notebook from Mr. Dillings, and then a pen.
Mr. Dilins wrote his contact information and address in the notebook.
"Mr. Dillings, are you leaving now?"
Mr. Dilins nodded. "Yes, I have to catch the plane tomorrow morning... I am going back to work on Monday. I am taking my wife out this time. If you don't go back in time, believe me!" She really won't let me sleep in bed! It's too bad!"
The maidservant smiled at this moment and was moving.
Mr. Dilins could not help but see some of the stay, thinking that this young man really saved the galaxy's good fortune in his life.
Luo Qiu suddenly asked: "Can you ask me one thing, Mr. Dilins."
"Yes, let's talk."
Luo boss looked at the notebook in his eyes and said: "Why did you say that Mr. Dilins finally said on the stage, and what he wrote here...somewhat different."
Mr. Dilins glimpsed and then thought about it: "Well... I feel like this would be better? Anyway, I always mess things up."
For such an answer, Luo Qiu just nodded with a smile, then whispered: "I am very glad to meet you, Mr. Dilins... I wish you a pleasant journey."
"so be it."
Mr. Dilins was still the same refreshing. After he said hello, he left directly. He didn't stop. It was just that he didn't see it. Behind him, Luo boss gently bowed to him.
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In front of the bus stop outside the Alec Grand Hotel, I haven't waited for a bus for a long time... Looking at the time when the operation has probably stopped, Mr. Di Linsi can't help but feel a little upset.
Perhaps the front desk of the hotel should help call a taxi, but Mr. Dilins licked his trouser pocket at this time, and could not help but find some sadness... no money.
He really didn't have any money - he used almost all of his money on this trip, and even posted all his private money... and paid his boss a two-month salary.
He suddenly regretted it, and even had the urge to blacken his eyes... How do you know how to go back with your wife?
Unexpectedly, at this time, a private car slowly approached Mr. Dillings's side, and then stopped... When the door opened, a gorgeous black man inside was beckoning him.
"Mr. Dilins, hello..." The old man invited Mr. Dilins to the car at this time, looking at the doubtful Mr. Dilins, and smiled slightly: "First introduce myself, my name is Zieg. ... Then, I was Paher's appointed lawyer, to deal with the estate affairs for him... One of his estates was designated to let me hand you, Mr. Dilins."
Dillings rubbed his eyes and then grabbed the hair, inexplicably: "Lawyer? Paher's? The guy was so poor that he owed me half a year's rent, and what legacy... except for a dog. ?"
"But even then, you are still willing to help him complete the last wish. Isn't it... coming from a distant Austria, even now there is no difference."
Qige lawyer smiled slightly. "I think, in the final life of Paher, I will feel very proud because I can meet you, this friend... Believe me, Mr. Dilins, this legacy is What you deserve, your kindness and trustworthiness, let you pass the test of Pacher, and you end up even... doing better. So, Mr. Dilins, you will get Paher 40 million euros. Heritage."
"How much is the trough...?!!"
Mr. Dilins jumped up and suddenly hit the top of the car. He couldn't help but call out loud... it hurts.
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[The Seventh: All love is included here]
After returning to the room, Luo’s boss, who was in a good mood, opened a red wine and was on the terrace with the maidserving lady, blowing a cool breeze.
He opened Mr. Dillings's notebook and looked at it one page.
There are all the plans for his trip, and each one is written very clearly - in the end, it is the completion of the list of things he needs to do.
"Today, I found the same good thing." Luo boss said with satisfaction.
The maidserver took the notebook from the owner's hand and turned it to the front of the notebook... that is different from the text of Mr. Dilins.
The maidservant whispered a piece of text written on it:
- Hope, you know that I never gave up on our dreams.
- When you are lonely and sad, you have not been able to get any help and comfort from me.
- I feel very sad about this.
- All love is included here.
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Someone is loving you silently, he/she may have gone.
(End of this chapter)