A rubbish hotel. The service of a 5-star paid ordinary B&B in China. The guests are all Gui Lao and Asan. There are almost no Chinese people. The road within one kilometer of the hotel is full of randomly discarded garbage. The hotel lobby is on the second floor. The first floor is a long staircase with no lights and no one is around. I thought the taxi had gone to the wrong place. I arrived late on the first night and had two rooms on the bottom floor, one at the end. Then I strongly asked for the second one. The next day, I changed to a high-rise room and asked for rooms in the middle to be next to each other. When I returned to the hotel in the evening, I was left with two rooms at one end and one at the end. Thinking that I was in a foreign country, I endured it, but when I returned to the room, I found that the floor was wet and there were dirty marks from my shoes. I endured it, but I found an ant nest on the bedside. I really wanted to say hello. They are eighteen generations of ancestors. When I checked out the next day, the disgusting housekeeper wanted to blackmail me for a 1,000 yuan deposit as a tip, so I said no decisively. With this kind of environment and this kind of service, if you still want a tip, you are just trying to get away with it.
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