(Continued from the previous article, my experience working at JW Marriott Beijing)

After the hotel officially opened, it was just in time for the 2008 Olympic Games. I saw many celebrities there who could only be seen on TV. They would go to the spa for treatments. Unfortunately, photography was not allowed, so I couldn’t. Leave a photo.

After I became stable in Beijing, my husband also came to Beijing. We worked together, cooked together when we had time, and climbed mountains together. Our life was very comfortable. Even when I was at work, if I suddenly wanted to eat something, he would immediately skip work and bring it to me, no matter it was windy or raining. That period of time should be the simplest and happiest life I think I have ever lived in marriage.

We saved money together, sent my salary to my mother every month, and called them every day to greet them. At that time, I didn’t even know how to spend money, so my husband helped me buy clothes. I bought it. I am very happy every day. I receive more and more recognition and affirmation at work, and my family is also taken care of in every possible way.

At the same time, I have a second good friend, Kun, who looks like a boy's name, but actually has the purest girlish heart and a different understanding of work and life. She told me: Work with your heart and put your heart on your hands. When your hands touch someone else's body, you can feel every inch of her muscles and every point of discomfort.

If the teacher gave me skills and expertise, then Kun taught me the soul of service through technique. I began to feel the heart of each customer with my heart. During those two years, I used my hands as a talking mouth. I used my hands to express my emotions and feel others. What I got was more and more. The more affirmations there are. There is a feeling that as long as it passes through my hands, it will never escape my clutches. That feeling makes people feel very refreshed and happy. My hands seemed to have magic power. It is difficult for a five-star hotel to have regular customers. But I have my fans. On my last day at the hotel in two years, they would come to see me off.

After being married for more than two years, it was time to prepare to have a baby, so we returned to our hometown, bought our first truck with our savings, and I began my two-year journey to have a baby.