The morning light in Hailujiazui always has a sharp golden light, which pierces the mist and falls on the glass curtain wall of Xinghan International Hotel, reflecting a cold and delicate luster. This 48-story building is the benchmark for Shanghai's high-end hotel industry, and 32-year-old Miao Youmi is the current general manager of this "exquisite fortress".
At 7:30 in the morning, the black Mercedes-Benz was parked steadily in front of the revolving door. Miao Youmi opened the car door, her charcoal gray suit skirt outlined her tall figure, and she wore the "Asian Hotel Industry Elite of the Year" silver lapel pin on the collar of her pearl white shirt - that was her medal last year. The 5cm patent leather high heels stepped on the granite floor, and the pace was brisk but steady. Every step was as precise as stepping on the rhythm of hotel operations.
"Good morning, Mr. Miao." The doorman Xiao Li bent down and took the handbag, with familiar admiration hidden in his eyes. "Morning," Miao Youmi's voice was cool and cool.
