Gao Jin parked his car and entered Building 7, swiped his card to enter the elevator, and went straight to the 25th floor.
After stepping out of the elevator, the piercing sound of a chainsaw could be heard. Gao Jin frowned and walked forward.
Guan Hongsheng, Shan Xiangyun, and Zhou Ziru had already arrived. They were sitting at the desk chatting. When they saw Gao Jin arriving, they all stood up.
"Manager Shan, please go talk to the property manager of this building and ask them to give you the key to the small conference room on the second floor. We will work there temporarily. The noise here is too loud," Gao Jin said.
"Mr. Gao, the small conference room on the second floor is a public conference room. How long can we rent it for?" Shan Xiangyun asked.
Many companies in the business district do not set up conference rooms to save space. If necessary, they can go directly to the public conference room on the second floor for meetings. The price is 60 yuan an hour, which is very cheap.
Basically, the meeting time is controlled within one hour.
"What are you renting? Just tell them you are using it for a company on the 25th floor. If they don't cooperate, call me immediately."
"Tell them to clean the conference room immediately."
Gao Jin said directly, which made Shan Xiangyun stunned. How could Mr. Gao be so arrogant and dare to talk to the property management company like this?
"Single Manager"
"Go ahead, the property management company will cooperate with you." Guan Hongsheng noticed Shan Xiangyun's state and reminded him. Shan Xiangyun left in a daze.
"It's understandable that Manager Shan doesn't know your identity, Mr. Gao." Guan Hongsheng tried to smooth things over, and Gao Jin nodded and sat down.
"It's okay. I was scolded by the old man yesterday. I was in a bad mood and couldn't control my temper."
Gao Jin said something, picked up the tea that Zhou Ziru had poured and drank it in one gulp.
Guan Hongsheng and Zhou Ziru were both stunned. Young Master Gao was being scolded by the old man. He shouldn't have been.
"Young Master Gao, the old man didn't allocate funds," Zhou Ziru asked calmly, feeling worried in his heart.
If the old man does not allocate funds, Mr. Gao's company will not be able to operate, and he will be blinded by then.
"No, the money was given to me, it's just that I accidentally said something wrong and got a lesson." Gao Jin curled his lips and said indifferently. Guan Hongsheng and Zhou Ziru both breathed a sigh of relief.
It is normal for a son to say something wrong and be reprimanded by me. There is nothing to worry about.
The three of them started drinking tea and talking about things.
Shan Xiangyun went to the property department on the first floor and found Han Wenming, the leader of the property team in Building 7.
"Manager Han, our Xingling Company needs to use the conference room on the second floor. I hope you can arrange for someone to clean it in advance."
Shan Xiangyun said politely, while his mind was still thinking about what Gao Jin and Guan Hongsheng said, and the point of what he said was simply not enough to make sense.
"Xingling Company is a company on that floor. The conference room on the second floor is public. Don't you know the rules about who uses it and who cleans it?" Han Wenming leaned back and looked at Shan Xiangyun with disdain on his face.
In Building 7, no matter which company you are in, I have the final say.
"Company on the 25th floor"
Shan Xiangyun looked at Han Wenming and said this. Han Wenming was stunned. On the 25th floor, holy shit, that's the prince's company.
The expression on Han Wenming's face changed immediately.
"Is Xingling Company on the 25th floor?" Han Wenming asked.
"Yes, our chairman's surname is Gao," Shan Xiangyun added.
It's right, it's really the prince's company.
"Manager Shan, wait a minute. I will arrange for someone to clean up immediately. It will be completed within thirty minutes, no, twenty minutes." After Han Wenming finished speaking, he opened the drawer and took out the key to the public conference room and put it on the table.
"Mr. Shan, put it away. This is the key to the conference room," Han Wenming said with a smile on his face.
Shan Xiangyun was stunned for a moment. This change must have been too fast. He only said that he was from the twenty-fifth floor, but let Han Wenming behave like this. What was he afraid of?
What is Mr. Gao's background that makes people in the property management company fear him?
In front of Shan Xiangyun, Han Wenming immediately made arrangements and sent four people to clean the conference room on the second floor. He repeatedly warned that it must be cleaned and sprayed with air freshener within twenty minutes.
If customers report that the conference room is not clean, they will all be fired!
Seeing Han Wenming's vigorous and resolute manner, Shan Xiangyun left the property office and entered the elevator in a daze.
As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they met Gao Jin and others walking over. "Manager Shan, let's go downstairs and say it's too noisy here," Gao Jin said, and everyone walked into the elevator again.
In the elevator, Shan Xiangyun reported the matter truthfully, and Gao Jin nodded indifferently, as if it was a trivial matter that he didn't care about.
Not only Gao Jin, but also Guan Hongsheng and Zhou Ziru looked indifferent, as if directing the property management to work was a matter of course.
This performance filled Shan Xiangyun's heart with doubts.
Walking out of the elevator and into the leisure area of the lobby, after Gao Jin sat down, Guan Hongsheng quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to Gao Jin. Zhou Ziru immediately took out a lighter and lit it for Gao Jin.
"Bring an ashtray," Zhou Ziru said to the security guard standing next to him.
The security guard turned around and left without saying a word. He came to the property office with a brand new ashtray, put it respectfully on the coffee table and left.
Shan Xiangyun's doubts became even greater. When he came for the interview a few days ago, he saw a person smoking in the lobby and was immediately kicked out by the security guard.
Now Gao Jin and three people are sitting in the leisure area smoking in a big way, and the security guard not only doesn't stop them, but also thoughtfully provides an ashtray.
This style of painting is puzzling no matter how you look at it.
Wei Fugui, general manager of the Yikesong Business Park Property Company, repeatedly emphasized during the meeting that all security guards in Yikesong must remember Gao Jin’s face and Gao Jin’s license plate.
In particular, the property management staff in Building 7 were repeatedly emphasized that they must remember Gao Jin's face and license plate number.
This is the prince of our company. The prince's requirements must be met. There are no conditions. Even if conditions are created, the prince must be satisfied.
Anyone who makes the prince displeased will be fired!
Twenty minutes passed in a flash, and Han Wenming personally supervised the inspection. As soon as he arrived on the first floor, he saw Gao Jin sitting in the leisure area, accompanied by Shan Xiangyun.
He immediately came to Gao Jin and said with a smile and a respectful expression, "Mr. Gao, the conference room has been cleaned. Look, do you have any other requirements?"
"No, let's go over now. You tell Lao Wei that I will use the conference room until the company is decorated." After Gao Jin finished speaking, he stood up, and Guan Hongsheng and others also stood up.
"No problem, I've given the key to Manager Shan, no matter how long it is used, there will be no problem," Han Wenming said with a smile on his face. Gao Jin nodded with satisfaction and left with everyone.
Seeing Gao Jin and others entering the elevator, Han Wenming gave him a sip, which finally satisfied him.
"Xiao Zhang, tidy up immediately. Remember, no smoking is allowed in the lobby." After saying this, Han Wenming returned to the office with eight-character steps. The security guard looked at Han Wenming's back with an expression of contempt.