Yang Ruying stood on the beach and looked up.
The private vacation manor by the waves stood gracefully on the sand, leaning against the hillside, looking as delicate as a painting.
In the shallow sea by the waves, a few people were fishing with rods in hand.
On the beach, a family of three was squatting together playing with sand, looking very happy.
And in the shade of the trees in front of the manor,
a young man was lazily lying in a hammock, with one leg dangling and swinging leisurely, holding a phone in one hand, chuckling foolishly.
Perhaps in high spirits, the young man flipped over in the hammock,
scratched his thigh, and continued to chuckle at his phone.
"This guy... looks like he deserves a beating!"
Yang Ruying frowned as she looked at the young man.
She felt a bit annoyed.
It felt like coming home exhausted after a day of hard work, full of confidence and determination to pursue dreams and improve life,
only to find a carefree fool next to you, patting his belly and singing happily,
living the life you dream of effortlessly.
Though she didn't feel jealous or envious,
she did have the urge to give him a kick or two.
"The private vacation manor isn't owned by your family. No matter how rich you are, you can't lie around here every day."
"You'll have to go home eventually!"
Yang Ruying thought to herself.
Since she hadn't gone through Blue Sky Travel Agency beforehand, she couldn't enter the manor for a tour,
but the reviews and photos on the agency's site gave her a pretty good idea of the interior.
What shocked her most was,
the private vacation manor area truly had no mosquitoes!
A mosquito-free island manor is definitely a major attraction for tourists.
"Little Majia Island... can be developed!"
...
That evening, Yang Ruying returned to Nanjiang, rushing to the office to work through the night on a report about the survey of Little Majia Island.
The report detailed the island's geography, customs, commercial development, and various facilities.
She highlighted the public restrooms, garbage cans, and Xingguang Binhai Road, mentioning "Langai Hotel" multiple times.
Although the private vacation manor didn't have a nameplate,
there were clear indications of "Langai Hotel" in the infrastructure.
The report immediately caught the attention of the higher-ups.
Developing tourism, hotels are a crucial component.
If the island has a five-star hotel, it would significantly boost tourism.
"Director, I think instead of advertising or shooting promotional videos, we should organize a community event."
"With the Nanjiang Beer Festival coming up in a month,"
"we could hold an island marathon friendship race on Little Majia Island before the festival to attract attention,"
"and after the marathon, seamlessly transition into promoting the beer festival, doubling the publicity."
In the office of the Cultural Tourism Promotion Center of Nanjiang City,
Yang Ruying presented her ideas to Gu Minzhong while holding her notebook.
Gu Minzhong looked at the documents in his hand and said, "Good idea, but an island marathon requires a high-quality track. Can Little Majia Island handle it?"
For such events, safety is paramount.
Without a flat, wide track, it's pointless.
Yang Ruying confidently replied, "The Xingguang Binhai Road on Little Majia Island meets the requirements,"
"I've measured and inspected it myself. Besides the coastal road on the beach, the road on the north side of the island is also well-built."
Gu Minzhong raised his eyebrows, "There's a road on the island's mountain?"
"Yes." Yang Ruying took out her phone and showed the photos she took on Little Majia Island.
Gu Minzhong glanced at them, nodded in satisfaction, then stopped at one photo.
"What's this building?"
"Director, that's the private vacation manor on the island."
"Although it's not open to the public and has no name, I suspect it's 90% likely a branch of Langai Hotel."
"Langai Hotel is a newly established five-star hotel in Nanjiang, recently joined the Coconut Umbrella Industry Association."
"And the northern part of Little Majia Island is managed by the association."
"If we host the event, we can coordinate with the association and Langai Hotel to use the manor as the event hotel."
"This way, we can boost local tourism and stimulate consumption."
Yang Ruying confidently suggested.
She had thought long and hard about this.
Promotions must be tailored to the situation.
Little Majia Island has no large industries or factories, only beautiful island scenery and a fishing industry, with excellent air quality.
Such a place is perfect for bike races or island marathons.
But hosting a bike race is too costly,
mainly due to the transportation of the racing bikes.
Many racers' bikes are custom-made and expensive.
Any minor damage during transport is a big deal, affecting reputation and credibility.
So, an island marathon is more suitable.
Gu Minzhong nodded, "The idea is good, and the marathon suggestion is excellent."
"Here's what we'll do,"
"We'll discuss it further with our team, and you verify if the private manor is indeed a branch of Langai Hotel."
"Your earlier analysis was speculative, not conclusive."
"If we choose this place for the event, it must have a legitimate name."
"We can't promote an unnamed private manor."
"Make sure to confirm these details next time."
Yang Ruying solemnly replied, "Understood, I'll handle it right away."
Leaving the director's office, Yang Ruying's confident expression turned to frustration.
Another reminder.
Why is work never smooth?
She had rushed to report the situation quickly and provided the necessary materials, working several long nights.
She had even proposed the marathon idea,
but still got criticized.
Work is hard...
Sigh, forget it, time to get back to it!