The front desk was dumbfounded. The huge surprise came so unexpectedly.
She suddenly remembered that Du Qingchen said that Fu Guofei would give her a reward.
But she never imagined that this was actually true and that she would be given such a big reward.
Directly from a front desk receptionist to a general manager?
Everything suddenly seemed like a dream.
The next day, Du Qingchen just got up and went downstairs. In the lobby, yesterday's front desk turned into today's general manager, lecturing the employees.
She was still very young and green, and her face was a little red, perhaps because of excitement and shyness.
Seeing Du Qingchen coming, she immediately announced the adjournment of the meeting and immediately came to Du Qingchen.
"Hello."
"Hello, what, your boss gave you a promotion?"
Du Qingchen said with a smile.
The girl's face turned red, nodded, and said, "Thank you also."
Du Qingchen smiled and said: "This is your luck, it has nothing to do with me."
"Are you going out?"
"yes."
"Have you had breakfast?"
"not yet."
"Then let me take you to the restaurant. The breakfast in our hotel restaurant is quite special."
"OK."
The girl took Du Qingchen into the elevator and came to the second floor, where the restaurant was located.
Du Qingchen picked up the buffet, a bowl of porridge, an egg, and a cup of tea.
"Is this what you want to eat?"
The girl was stunned.
"enough."
"oh."
Du Qingchen sat down to eat, and the girl stood aside respectfully.
"Shouldn't you get off work?"
After a while, Du Qingchen raised his head and asked.
The girl said: "Mr. Fu has explained that my most important job now is to serve you well. If you have anything to do in the future, you can directly tell me. Oh, let me introduce myself. My surname is Wen and my name is Wenyan. This year
Twenty-five years old, unmarried."
sweat……
Du Qingchen couldn't laugh or cry.
Do you need to say that you are unmarried?
Perhaps she also realized that her introduction was too detailed. Wen Yan looked shy, lowered her head, and did not dare to speak.
"Actually, you can be more generous. I don't need you to wait on me. You can get off work when you need to. I hope you can do this job well."
Du Qingchen said. "Okay, thank you. By the way, what should I call you?" Wen Yan asked.
She is indeed more generous.
Du Qingchen said: "My surname is Du."
"Then let me call you Mr. Du. Mr. Du, this is my phone. It is on 24 hours a day. If you need anything, you can contact me at any time."
Wen Yan put a piece of paper in front of Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen took a look and saw that the handwriting was very elegant. He nodded and put the note away.
After breakfast, Du Qingchen left the hotel and saw a few cars parked nearby. He curled his lips, took a taxi and went straight to the nearby tea market.
After spending more than 50,000 yuan to pick out a box of tea, Du Qingchen took the tea to Dragon Soul Station.
Xuanwu was sitting in the transmission room, closing his eyes to relax. When he felt someone coming in, he opened his eyes, glanced at Du Qingchen, and said with a smile: "Here?"
"coming."
Du Qingchen was making tea by himself, while Xuanwu sat aside and looked at him.
"Try it."
"Um."
Xuanwu took a sip and said, "It's improved, but it's just like this tea."
"You can't blame me, this is already the most expensive tea I can buy in the tea market, and it's also genuine." Du Qingchen laughed.
He poured another cup of tea for Xuanwu.
Xuanwu drank again and nodded: "Well, it tastes a bit, not bad."
"That's necessary. If you can drink the tea I made, you are lucky." Du Qingchen was not polite at all.
Xuanwu glanced at him and said, "You are still so shameless, but I like it."
Next, the two began to chat, most of which revolved around tea art and nothing else. Xuanwu did not ask Du Qingchen why he came to the capital or what his plans were next.
Soon, the two stopped chatting, as there was no topic.
Xuanwu closed his eyes to recover from his injuries, while Du Qingchen sat aside and took a nap.
The atmosphere looks very strange, but it is also very natural.
They sat there, as if they were integrated with the air, giving people a very natural feeling, as if everything was in perfect harmony.
Suddenly, Du Qingchen's cell phone rang.
He picked it up, looked at it, and connected it.
It was Zhao Tianba who called, asking where he was and saying he would pick him up for dinner.
Du Qingchen turned around and asked Xuanwu: "Are you in charge of lunch here?"
Xuanwu said: "Do it yourself. If you come back rarely, I can be lazy." Du Qingchen said to the phone: "Let's do it at night, I don't have time during the day."
After hanging up the phone, Du Qingchen looked at the time and said, "I'm going to cook, and you prepare the wine."
Xuanwu said nothing.
Du Qingchen came to the inner room. There was a small kitchen here with all the kitchen utensils and ready-made dishes, including a piece of tofu, a piece of bean sprouts, a piece of lean meat, and a few bunches of celery.
Half an hour later, Mapo tofu, fried bean sprouts, and shredded celery and pork were served on the table. The two of them sat in the mailroom, with two stools, a small square table that folded down, three side dishes, and a pot of old wine.
Then they started drinking together.
After taking a sip of wine, Du Qingchen became slightly absent-minded.
Xuanwu looked at him expectantly and asked, "How is it?"
"Just barely."
"That's all?"
"The grain bar costs ten yuan a pound, and it still tastes the same. It's not bad."
Du Qingchen smiled and said: "I'm quite used to it."
"Then drink more. I still have plenty of wine, so I'll take care of it."
"If you don't feel bad, I'll drink more."
"It hurts."
"Then I want to drink more."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed together.
The meal lasted until evening. After drinking more than a dozen bottles of wine, both of them had slightly red faces, but they were not drunk.
Xuanwu also talked more.
"Young man, you can do whatever you want. If you are afraid of being disturbed, come to my place to drink. Most people can't find this place. Even if they find it, they won't dare to come in and disturb you. If anyone really wants to disturb you, then I have to agree.
That’s fine, I definitely don’t agree.”
Xuanwu finally said to Du Qingchen.
He said it very naturally and casually, but the friendship in it moved Du Qingchen very much.
Some words don't need to be said clearly, just understand them.
Xuanwu is also a kind of statement, supporting him to be complicated and do whatever he wants to do. Even if the sky is broken, there will be Dragon Soul to support him and Xuanwu to support him.
"I'm not polite to you."
Du Qingchen said with a smile.
"That's good."
"Yes, that's good."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Batian drove here.
But he didn't dare to get close and waited a few hundred meters away.
Du Qingchen didn't come out of the mailroom until six o'clock in the evening.
Xuanwu sat on the chair at the gate. Without even looking at him, he closed his eyes again. He seemed to be getting old, but also like a sleeping lion.