It was a particularly speechless stay. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the hotel, and the previous guest hadn't left yet. It also happened to have a restaurant, so I waited while eating lunch. The food was quite unpalatable and the attitude was very bad. I asked the waiter for a bottle of sea buckthorn juice, but she said impatiently that she couldn't do it. Did I say that's not a ready-made drink? She took out a bottle from the freezer with a displeased face. After eating at 3:30, the waiter said that the room was still being cleaned, and urged me to check in before 4:00. As soon as I entered the door, there was a pungent smell. I don't know what kind of fermented mop was used to mop the floor. Ask the waiter to find some incense, one Han and one Uyghur, pushing each other. After searching for a long time, nothing happened. I can only rush to perfume by myself, open the window and turn on the air conditioner. At night, the wall in front of its house is a KTV projection screen, and the open-air KTV screams and howls late into the night, and wearing earplugs does not affect the quality of sleep at all. To be honest, the location of the house is okay, and the decoration and photography are OK. But all kinds of software are appallingly poor. I will never step on mine again in the future.
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