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What happened on a rainy night?

Many years ago, on a stormy night, an old couple walked into the lobby of a hotel and asked for a room reservation. "I'm sorry," the man at the counter replied, "our hotel has been booked by the group attending the meeting. In this case, we always introduce our guests to another hotel, but this time it's unfortunate. As far as I know, the other hotel is full. "

He paused for a moment and then said, "I really can't imagine you leaving here on such a night, but there is no place to live." If you don't mind, you can stay in my room for one night. It's not a luxury suite, but it's clean. I'll stay here tonight and finish the reservation at hand. Anyway, the night patrol won't come tonight. " The old couple felt very embarrassed because of the inconvenience caused to the waiter at the counter, but they accepted the waiter's kindness modestly and politely. The next morning, when the old man went downstairs to pay the accommodation fee, the waiter was still on duty, but he politely refused: "I will lend you my room for free." I stayed here all day and earned a lot of extra hourly wages. The cost of that room has been included. " The old man said, "Employees like you are the dream of every hotel owner. Maybe one day I will build a hotel for you. "

The young counter attendant smiled. He understood the old couple's kindness, but he just thought it was a joke. Several years later, the counter attendant is still working in the same place. One day, he received a letter from the old gentleman, which clearly described his memory of that stormy night. The old man invited the counter attendant to visit him in new york and attached a round-trip ticket. A few days later, he came to Manhattan and met the old man in front of the luxurious building between Fifth Avenue and 34th Street. The old man pointed to the building in front of him and explained, "This is the hotel I built specially for you. I mentioned it before, remember? " "You're kidding!" The waiter said incredulously, "I'm confused!" Why me? What exactly is your identity? "The young waiter looked flustered and stammered slightly. The old man smiled gently and said, "My name is William Waldorf Astor. There is no conspiracy, because I think you are the best person to run this hotel. "

This hotel is the predecessor of the famous waldorf, and this young man is George Burt. He became the first manager of this restaurant.

Everyone who helps others will always help others. How do you treat others, others will treat you; Life will treat you as you treat life.