Yong Feng Zhan Jiu Dian
Yongfeng Zhan Hotel is situated at No. 689, Section 2, Taiwan Blvd., Xitun District, Taichung. Guests can relax in the on‑site coffee area, use well‑equipped meeting rooms, and take in scenic views. Family‑friendly services are also available.
Hotel Info
- Address 407台灣臺中市西屯區何南里臺灣大道二段689號
- Phone +886 4 2326 8008
- Rating · Source: Google ↗
- Website
FAQ
Does the hotel provide coffee for guests?
Yes, the hotel offers coffee.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 咖啡
Are meeting rooms available for business events?
Yes, the hotel has meeting rooms.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 會議室
Is the hotel suitable for families with children?
Yes, the hotel is child‑friendly.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 兒童
What kind of view can guests expect from the rooms?
The hotel provides scenic views.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 景觀
Where is 永豐棧酒店 located?
It is located at 689, Section 2, Taiwan Avenue, Xitun District, Taichung, Taiwan.
Source：飯店設施資訊(OTA/官方) | 台中, 407台灣臺中市西屯區何南里臺灣大道二段689號
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