"Mr. Tang, would you like to taste this?" the manager said with a shy smile.
Tang Jinteng tried the taste and found that it was of good quality. After all, they were all ready-made seasonings, the most common home-cooked method. If too much other things were added, it would be inconvenient to make it at home.
Tang Jinteng nodded slightly to express his appreciation.
When Tang Jinteng left, the manager turned around and gave a thumbs up to the people in the kitchen, which meant that he had performed very well. They knew that the big boss rarely appreciated others, so this was considered rare.
Tang Jinteng paused outside the private room, turned to the manager and directly asked to change the chef.
As soon as Tang Jinteng said these words, the manager was stunned. Everyone could see that this man was very satisfied. How rare could he be wrong?
Tang Jinteng said:
"Too exaggerated."
What's the job of a chef? Turning the kitchen into a circus, what's more, a show?
The manager instantly understood that the big boss never wanted to see people who were not steady, but he wanted people who were down-to-earth and willing to work.
The manager nodded immediately: "Understood."
I was sighing in my heart. Master Liang's character was obvious to all. He was usually very low-key and calm. I don't know if he was trying to be nice or what, but he actually showed off his sword skills today.
If you want to perform, you have to look at the situation and the person. If the person entering the kitchen is the lady, this trick is probably very effective. But it is the big boss who goes there. How can this make the boss want to see him?
When Tang Jinteng returned to the room, Xin Yi had already been playing with her mobile phone for a long time.
"Have you rested? Do you want to take a nap?" Tang Jinteng asked her.
Xin Yi looked up at Tang Jinteng, shook his head, paused, and said:
"I need a power bank, the power is going to be outage soon." He raised his phone.
Her mobile phone is not a big brand and has been used for almost two years. Today's smart phones can be used for two years, which is not bad, but it has started to have problems recently. The battery has been a little slippery. It was fully charged last night.
If you don't persist for a day, it will be gone.
Tang Jinteng glanced at it and paused, probably not expecting to know what she was talking about.
Lo and behold, a generation gap appeared.
"Let's go." Tang Jinteng pulled Xin Yi up from the chair, took her coat, put it on her, and then took her hand and walked out.
The manager outside was still waiting. Tang Jinteng turned to Xin Yi and said:
"If you need anything, tell the manager."
Xin Yi immediately said:
"I need a power bank, my phone is out of battery."
"Okay, Miss Xin Yi." The manager immediately asked someone to deliver the things to the lobby, and then said: "Miss, the things you want have been delivered to the lobby. Please pick them up directly at the front desk."
"Thank you." Xin Yi immediately said with a smile. The efficiency of doing things is amazing.
Tang Jinteng pulled Xin Yi into the elevator. To be honest, Tang Jinteng still hasn't figured out what it is. Whether his mobile device is a computer or a mobile phone, if there is no power outage, someone will definitely prepare it in advance and it will never show up.
No power situation.
He didn't need to pay attention to these trivial matters. Over time, he naturally became a little unclear. After all, he was not in the electronic technology industry.
Xin Yi got out of the elevator and threw away Tang Jinteng's hand and ran directly to the front desk:
"Hello, has the power bank I asked for been delivered?"
The two waiters at the front desk were both staring at the computer, probably busy with other things. They looked up at Xin Yi and said nothing.
As luck would have it, two new people came over during the shift change today. And Xin Yi hasn't been here for a while, so the new people have heard of her but haven't had a chance to meet her yet.
Xin Yi waited for a while, then patiently asked again:
"Excuse me, has the power bank I asked for been delivered? Your manager asked me to come here to pick it up."
A waiter said impatiently:
"Miss, please see clearly, we are an entertainment club here, not a supermarket!"
It's so funny, people all come here to buy things.
Xin Yi bit her lip, feeling a little depressed, and her face didn't look good.
Tang Jinteng walked over, and Xin Yi turned back to look at him aggrievedly, and shouted softly:
"Tang Jinteng..."
Tang Jinteng stretched out his hand to pull her behind him and said in a deep and angry tone:
"New here? Have you received any professional training before taking up the position?"
Tang Jinteng's aura was not something that ordinary people could bear. His voice was serious and cold, and coupled with his anger at the moment, hearing his voice made people shudder.
The two receptionists who were staring at the computer stood up at this moment, changed their attitude and said with a smile:
"Hello sir, how can I help you?"
Tang Jinteng's face sank on the spot. Was he planning to cover it up?
"Who is the manager in charge of you?" Tang Jinteng's voice dropped to several degrees below zero, and his face was horrifying.
Among the two people at the front desk, the one who just pointed at Xin Yi suddenly sneered and said:
"Sir, we on both sides of the Taiwan Strait regard the customer as God as our criterion and provide the best and highest quality services to all customers. However, please understand our work. We have other work to take care of. Please forgive me for neglecting the two of you.
Please go to the supermarket to buy the things this lady needs, we are not a store here."
This was said in a neither condescending nor condescending way, and it was probably only the backstage people who could be so tough.
The implication of her words is that both sides of the Taiwan Strait treat customers as gods and they should serve you, but even if they should, please understand their indifference.
Tang Jinteng's eyes turned cold. Xin Yi grabbed Tang Jinteng's clothes, her head came out from behind him, grabbed his sleeves and gently pulled them, and whispered:
"Tang Jinteng, they don't seem to know you..."
It turns out that Tang Jinteng also had times like this?
Xin Yi, who was still a little aggrieved just now, immediately felt better now. She felt quite happy for some reason that there were still people who didn't buy Tang Jinteng's blame.
Tang Jinteng raised his hand, placed his palm on top of Xin Yi's head, and pushed her head behind her.
Turn sideways and call directly.
Xin Yi looked at Tang Jinteng with a sly look, gloating about his misfortune. The little boy deserved a beating. All he heard was Tang Jinteng said:
"Lobby."
After he finished, he put down the phone, looked down at her, and said coldly:
"very happy?"
Xin Yi immediately stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, looked at him with wide eyes, shook his head, then let go and said:
"No, I just think I don't need it anymore. So I'll leave. It's fine if they don't give it to me."
Okay, are you trying to hurt Uncle Tang by saying this?
Tang Jinteng raised his hand and pinched her proud face, and gave her a warning look.
The two front desk ladies at the back were a little panicked. They probably guessed that this might have offended some important person, so they explained hurriedly:
"Sir, could you please understand us? I don't mean to neglect you and this lady..."
Tang Jinteng turned a deaf ear, Xin Yi turned to look over, and Tang Jinteng blocked the person with his arm.
