A Dong stood in the corner of the elevator carrying a basket of fruit, secretly glancing at the imposing Chu Heng next to him, feeling nervous and uneasy in his heart.
"bite!"
The elevator stopped at this moment. Chu Heng, who was looking down and thinking about something, came to his senses. After looking at the floor, he hurriedly greeted A Dong and walked out.
"arrive!"
"oh oh!"
A Dong quickly squeezed out of the crowd and followed him step by step.
The two of them quickly arrived at the door of the room. Chu Heng took out the key and opened the door. He politely turned his body sideways and made an invitation gesture to A Dong who was behind him as a guest.
"You go first, you go first." A Dong has always been smart about everything. How could he make such a stupid mistake at this time? He quickly took a step back and let the boss go in first.
Chu Heng stopped being polite and walked in.
A Dong then followed and closed the door.
"Cen Hao, stop reading your crappy book. Adong is here." Chu Heng shouted into the room at the top of his lungs, then casually pointed to the sofa and said to Adong: "Sit down, don't be polite."
"Okay." A Dong hurriedly walked over, carefully sat on the sofa, then put the fruit basket in his hand on the coffee table, and said with a smile on his face: "I bought some oranges and apples on the way here. I hope you don't want them.
dislike."
"Hey, why are you so polite? What's wrong? Do you have something to ask Master Chu?" Cen Hao walked out of the bedroom at this time, his face slightly red from reading too many comic books.
"Hey! Brother Hao." Adong smiled awkwardly after being hit by the words, and twisted his body unnaturally.
"It's true!" Cen Hao was very happy when he saw this. He stepped forward carelessly, sat next to him, put his arms around his shoulders, and asked: "Come, tell me, what's the matter? If it's not troublesome, I'll do it for you."
Master Chu agreed."
"Gungungun, are you everywhere?" Chu Heng cursed with a smile, came to the small refrigerator in the house, and asked A Dong: "What do you want to drink?"
"No, no, don't bother, Mr. Chu." A Dong waved his hand hurriedly.
"Then let's have soda."
Seeing how cowardly he was, Chu Heng didn't bother to ask, and directly made the decision for him. He took out three bottles of orange soda from the refrigerator, opened the lid, took it to the sofa, and handed one of the bottles to A Dong.
A Dong quickly stood up and took it with both hands, his attitude should be more respectful and less respectful.
Seeing this, Cen Hao on the side thoughtfully took the soda from Chu Heng. He didn't continue what he had just said. He looked at A Dong's servile look. He must be asking for something big, and he didn't dare to pack it randomly.
Voted.
Chu Heng also sat down at this time, crossed his legs, took out two cigarettes and threw them over. He looked at A Dong who was sitting upright with a smile and asked casually: "How is the Mandarin Hotel now? How many people have resigned?"
"There are a lot of them." A Dong hurriedly took out matches and came over. He bent over and lit his cigarette. He sighed and said, "The day before yesterday, there was news that a crazy person bought our hotel and planned to turn it into an office building. Now
Many people have quit their jobs to find new jobs. I don’t know what the idiot who bought the hotel was thinking. He dared to buy a shady building. I don’t know if it’s because he has too much money or because he thinks he has a long life.”
The more Chu Heng listened, the darker his face became.
"Kukuku!"
Cen Hao couldn't hold it in any longer, he laughed so hard that he wanted to scold his grandson for a long time. He stretched out his arm and pointed at his boss, and said loudly: "He is the idiot you are talking about!"
"What?!"
Adong was stunned. He stared blankly at the man who had been taken advantage of. He wished he could give himself a few slaps, and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I don't know, I'm sorry..."
"Okay, don't blame those who don't know." Chu Heng waved his hand magnanimously, and silently replaced the position of deputy lobby manager originally reserved for A Dong with the captain of the concierge team.
It's not that he is petty, he just feels that this kid needs to practice more.
"Thank you, Mr. Chu." A Dong breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help being curious and asked: "Mr. Chu, don't you know our place is haunted?"
"Of course I know. Do you think I'm really crazy? Just spend nearly 100 million to buy a five-star hotel without investigating clearly? Even if I have a lot of real money, I won't be so defeated." Chu Heng said calmly.
.
He really still cares...
Seeing that Chu Heng kept repeating the offensive words he had just said, Adong, who was relieved at first, felt his heart sink. He smiled bitterly and said, "Then why do you still buy it?"
"Don't worry about it. I will have my own way to deal with it when the time comes. It's just a little kid, just a small problem." Chu Heng said perfunctorily, leaned forward, stared at A Dong, and said:
"I have a task for you now. Once you complete it, when I accept the nine o'clock position, I will give you a promotion and a salary increase."
"Tell me, Mr. Chu." A Dong quickly sat up straight with excitement on his face, not even doubting whether Chu Heng could handle the ghost in the hotel.
Please!
He has spent nearly 100 million to buy a hotel. If he doesn't have the confidence, would he dare to do anything random?
What a crazy person!
"After you go back, comfort the remaining employees, and contact those who left before. Try to find them back as much as possible. Can you do that?" Chu Heng said.
"Okay, okay, I have a very good relationship with the people in the hotel." A Dong hurriedly agreed, feeling that he might have met an opportunity, and he was so excited that he could hardly control himself.
"Do a good job, I'm optimistic about you." Chu Heng gave him a cheering smile and continued to chat with him about the internal situation of the hotel. By noon, he treated A Dong to lunch at the Hilton and waited for him to leave.
, found Avima again, took the list and went to check the plots and properties.
"This building can't be used. It's too dilapidated."
"But the location is good."
“The location is much better, let’s check it out again.”
"Okay, you spend the money as you wish."
A few people seemed to be visiting a vegetable market, picking and choosing properties worth hundreds or millions.
…
The next morning, the sky was clear and blue, and it was another beautiful and windy day.
Today is the day to sign the contract with the Land Company. Chu Heng got up early early. After freshening up, he put on the gray suit that Gao Ling had sewn for him. Then he took Cen Hao downstairs.
We had a simple breakfast at the hotel restaurant, and then took a Rolls-Royce car to Martin's destination, the Miramar Hotel.
Because yesterday's celebration banquet was a bit too exciting, when Chu Heng came over, Martin and his gang had just woken up, and they were all listless and weak, as if they had fought three hundred rounds with a female ghost last night.
In the hotel restaurant, when he saw their hangings, Chu Heng couldn't help but frowned and said: "How can you sign a contract with such ghosts like you?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Chu, we only need a cup of coffee to recover." Martin smiled slightly, and quickly called the waiter over, ordered a cup of coffee and a sandwich, and started eating breakfast while chatting.
Chu Heng watched helplessly as they drank sips of coffee, and gradually became energetic, as if they could have a few more rounds with the female ghost.
