He glanced at his own mobile phone, the one he brought with him could only serve as a mere tool now. He placed the received mobile phone on the nightstand and placed one of his fingers on the screen to prevent the phone from suddenly going into sleep mode.
If it went into sleep mode, this received phone would be no different from trash to him. Perhaps he would have to use the only remaining RMB he had to buy a phone with not so great capabilities, or maybe he could opt for a zero-yuan trade-in...
After sorting this out, Tang Ye took his phone and went downstairs and took photos of the curfew regulations advertised, then he headed to the front desk. There were fewer people than before, but still many gathered around. Tang Ye noticed many seemed to be pooling money together, mostly groups of three sharing a room.
He approached the front desk, and perhaps because he had made a significant purchase of a month's stay in one go, the receptionist immediately focused her attention on him.
