"Uh-huh, not bad!" Song Yun finally showed a smile and said, "Then let's go downstairs and take care of the accommodation."
"Uh-huh, follow me downstairs," the auntie said as she left the room. Song Yun, however, turned to Qingluan and said, "Honey, rest here for a bit, I'll come back up soon."
Qingluan nodded with a smile and said, "Uh-huh, I'll wait for you."
She spoke standard Mandarin with no trace of a Sunan accent.
Downstairs, Song Yun handed his ID card together with the money to the auntie.
"Song Dabao? That's a nice name," the auntie said as she looked at Song Yun's ID and said, "Once I've registered you, you can take your room card. Young man, I have to say, your girlfriend is really beautiful. Although I can't see her face, that figure, from an experienced old lady's point of view, is top-notch perfect, tsk tsk tsk. What brings you guys to wz this time?"
"We're here to look for work," Song Yun said.
