How to live without an ashtray in a smoker's room?
I am an open hotel. Haikou is engaged in double creation, which we support. We also support no smoking, but you also want us to support ashtrays in public areas. We also support it, but you are not allowed to put an ashtray in your room. Do you think this is reality?
Now, Sun Tzu's gang is like the Red Guard of the year. They just need to see the ashtray in the room or cigarette ends on the floor. Ming Pao! During this period, many hotels were fined! We can't just take back all the ashtrays in the room. Only a few days later, the carpet of the whole room was filled with thousands of holes, and a friend's hotel was like the end of a wooden floor. Last night, a guest had no place to throw his cigarette, but he threw it directly in the garbage can and almost caught fire. These days, these people come to check again. I have responded to this situation. His family said you went to the leadership. It's none of our business. We have to. No one knows if the government really wants to ban smoking. Why don't we start with cigarette factories, sales and smokers? Why are we so special to us? Are we really big? Haikou municipal government asks you not to use the central document as a place of wealth. A friend of conscience asked to take up a senior position, and showed you the true face of Haikou officials' double creation.
Haikou's dual creative life pressure at first, he was a person who set fire to the street, cooking on the roadside. This is not the power of Kong Wu. He has only a few little minds. Fried dishes are good. He gradually became famous. He came to eat a lot of snacks. Never stop.
On his road, the sidewalk is twice as wide as the motorway. On the other side of the road, he also has a lot of peers who can cook a cool meal and sell barbecue. Every night, he would survive in this street. The street is smoky, but there's one. Calm. Of course, not all stalls can be put on the street. In order to do business here, he had to give the money to the street and then to the city administration. Gradually, these housekeepers acquiesced in their existence, and even became regular customers and praised his fried rice. He also became more and more energetic and slowly married his wife.
He also wants a store. After all, he knows Street business won't last long. Only with a store can he have a foundation, and he also strives to realize this dream. One day, street management was said to be a double invention and strict. You should pay attention to your health and don't make me feel difficult. They also think, oh yes, if the street can give them a place and a plan, they are still happy to work in the area, after all, it is more legal and standardized. The street learned about the operation of the county for the first time and drew a place for them. They were asked to put plastic on it and put on the fence to look more stingy. Then the staff in uniform looked like an ordinary shop. At that time, he was also very excited. He thought the rules were good and improved the image of his career. He wants the streets to continue. A few days later, however, the street was criticized by a man who yelled at him and retired. The head of the new leader is a word. He rolled in the street and couldn't do it. He heard it. The news doesn't feel good, but I think it's only temporary. He watched, too. If others put him aside and put him back, they also want to know if the law doesn't condemn the public.
One evening in the evening, the next door oven was on the street. Xinjiang's mutton kebabs smell in the air, and the rest of the shops are very tired. They greet each other and open the files. The seats have been built, and the brakes make a loud noise. City management departments that receive administrative fees usually appear. This time, the city management did not come to dinner day and night. The captain swept his hand and the soldiers went to the crowd. All tables and chairs were confiscated. Only the barbecue stand (* *) Avanti is reserved. Forced, I don't know why, so the captain's long stretch made them messy in the wind. No, or looking for a store. After all, that's what they plan to do. He found that many shop transfers were very good, but when asked about the price, he actually increased the price he asked before, but he could still double the price. For his wife and children, he bit a few teeth, accounting for dozens of square meters, but the transfer fee is 80000 months. Rent 8000 paving, sign a contract with the landlord, and sign a year and a year. He opened the business after a simple renovation, but he found that there were fewer guests. He used to sell peanuts and fruit near his stall. They thought the store was expensive and the street market he went to in the morning was banned. He bought the same quality but expensive materials, so the price of his fried rice also went up. However, he is not too nervous. After all, he understood the great environment and the streets became cleaner. He was very happy.
However, those who shared with him, some who had no money to pave the way, had disappeared. Business is not the same as before, but it still has a head. But he has a deeper sense of crisis in his heart. He often makes inspections and makes secret visits. Now he is suspicious. The streets and management departments at all levels also urge him to complete the license. For this, he spent a lot of time to do it, because he was clear headed. He didn't spend any money to do the work well, but after he returned, there were all kinds of management orders To urge all kinds of good things. Installing plastic curtains, making floors, toilets, smoke-free kitchens, disinfection rooms, and so on, he suddenly fell into a pitiless trap, and the money has not been transferred. He has worked hard.
On this day, he finally didn't want to open a shop. Yesterday, when a guest was smoking while eating fried flour, he saw it. He pointed to the guests and the no smoking sign on the wall. The guest gave him a blank expression. He dare not manage it. After all, what is he? I didn't expect the law enforcement team to come and bring them together. They fined 900 people, 50 people for smoking... And there were very few customers in the shop. The inspection team found a fragment on the ground. This box is also considered rubbish, good! He was broke, and the owner of a small shop did the same, which he did not expect. His shop just finished.
However, his wife and children still have to be raised. He is walking on the clean and tidy road. Pedestrians are noisy. He has no skills. What can we eat and drink? Soliciting? Illegal, stall? Illegal. What? Drop the slot. But now it's illegal. He didn't know what to do, he began to get lost! The rent and rent will be due again. His red eyes! At this time, he came to a relatively prosperous road. He used to be a young boy with obvious characteristics. He just ignored his eyes and looked at him. For a moment, he glared angrily! Thief, the thief of the mud horse, he saw the Uighur teenager strangle a passer-by's mobile phone, but he did nothing, walked peacefully, as if he saw nothing. He was sitting on a bench by the side of the road, racking his brains to think about money and the year when things changed. Looking at the road, not only the (Uygur) teenagers, but also other teenagers like him were stealing the road. In the door business, as if he had determined what he was doing, he stood up and went home with a guilty look.