That was none other than Song Kanglai, the general manager of Yuye Hotel.
When he first saw Jiang Zhihao, Song Kanglai was a little suspicious that he had seen it wrong. After confirming that he had seen it correctly, the first thought in his mind was to go over and say hello to Jiang Zhihao.
But Jiang Zhihao turned around and entered the box with Zhong Jiawei, and there was still something to deal with. Song Kanglai thought for a while, wrote down the box number, and then said to the assistant beside him: "Go to the kitchen warehouse to get two bottles of the best.
The red wine will be sent over first, and I will go over after seeing the guests off."
The assistant nodded and immediately went to the kitchen.
Song Kanglai glanced at the box location again, and then said to the other person next to him with a smile on his face: "Mr. Huang, let's go, I'll see you off."
When Jiang Zhihao came to Yuye Hotel, he did not say hello to Song Kanglai because he was afraid that Song Kanglai would be in trouble between Tan Junda and Tan Mingyuan.
But Song Kanglai himself didn't have such scruples. It would be fine if he didn't see the person. Now that he saw him, with his character, he would naturally go over and say hello, otherwise he would appear to be too ignorant of etiquette.
In addition to following Jiang Zhihao's advice and investing millions in buying houses in shantytowns, Song Kanglai also heard that Jiang Zhihao and Tao Feizhou had a good relationship, and even famous calligraphers and painters like Jin Zhengqing were friends.
If he were really an unknown little person, he wouldn't be able to do all this.
When Jiang Zhihao and Zhong Jiawei returned to the box, the atmosphere inside was already very high.
After three rounds of drinking, many people let go and pulled each other. You respect me, and I respect you.
Maybe because Zhong Jiawei left just now, some people restrained themselves a little and stopped saying those unpleasant words.
Not long after, the box door opened. While serving the food, the waiter brought out two bottles of red wine and said with a smile: "This is the top-quality red wine our hotel is giving to you. I hope you like it."
Li Susu's eyes lit up and she immediately said to Kong Yuansu: "Mr. Kong, you are so generous. Five-star hotels have to give us free wine, and it is the top-notch red wine!"
"That's not Mr. Kong's face. He's so arrogant!" someone echoed.
Kong Yuansu was actually a little surprised. His father and the uncle of the lobby manager were indeed close comrades-in-arms, but such a five-star hotel also had very strict requirements for service standards.
This kind of relationship is not enough to give away very good things. A 20% discount on meals is considered a great thing.
But he didn't think much about it. Just two bottles of red wine were worth thousands of dollars. If calculated based on cost price, it would be even lower.
Someone took the red wine and looked at it, only to find that they didn't recognize any of the characters on it.
It is said to be in English, but it doesn't quite look like it. Some words look like special symbols.
Li Susu looked at it and didn't understand, so she gave the wine to Kong Yuansu and said with a smile: "Mr. Kong, you are well-informed, can you introduce it to us?"
Kong Yuansu took the wine and looked at it, and suddenly he secretly complained in his heart.
If it were in English, he could still understand it, but this was obviously not English, nor was it the German, French or Russian that he had been exposed to in college. In short, any kind of writing that he had seen before was not included in it.