Opening the hotel room doors, Tang Ye first saw the desolate corridor, and the sound of car horns from outside seemed to have amplified several times as he walked out of his room.
It wasn't just this floor; it appeared as if the vitality of the entire hotel building was slowly waning, leaving a sense of desolation that comes with departure.
Frowning, Tang Ye walked to the stairwell and made his way down to the first floor. At the lobby that usually welcomes guests, the first thing he saw was the hotel staff, bustling non-stop. With anxious expressions, they were hastily gathering their possessions, and you could even see some staff dragging their suitcases, scurrying out of the hotel. Not far away, the manager was similarly holding his own suitcase, standing at the entrance as if waiting for something.
"Dad! I'm over here!"
