Song Kanglai was stunned when he was asked, "Do you believe in evil?"
"Where did Mr. Jiang's words come from?" Song Kanglai asked in confusion.
Jiang Zhihao said: "I just heard you talk about taking a car, and I felt panicked. Maybe Mr. Song doesn't believe it, but my intuition is always very accurate. If Mr. Song believes me, it's best not to take your own car today. Of course, if you can
It’s best to send the car in for a checkup. If there’s nothing wrong with the checkout, you’ll feel at ease, right?”
Song Kanglai laughed when he heard this. He was over fifty years old and was used to the wind and rain. He had never seen such a talkative person like Jiang Zhihao.
So he didn't pay too much attention and said: "Mr. Jiang is kind enough to remind you, so I'll thank you in advance."
"You're welcome." Jiang Zhihao didn't know whether he heard it or not. He had done his best by reminding him about this kind of thing. He couldn't really hold him back from getting in the car. In that case, I'm afraid Song Kanglai would fall out on the spot.
Doing your best and obeying destiny is enough.
Later, Jiang Zhihao and Zhong Jiawei got into a taxi. Tan Junda was drinking, so Song Kanglai arranged for a driver to act as a substitute and had to wait for two minutes.
After waving goodbye from the car window, the taxi left Yuye Hotel.
Song Kanglai watched the vehicle leave, and Tan Junda's voice came to his ears: "Mr. Song, since Brother Jiang said he doesn't feel safe, how about I find a car for you?"
Song Kanglai laughed and said: "There is no need to trouble Mr. Tan about such a trivial matter. There is a car in the hotel to pick up and drop off VIPs. I can just use it temporarily."
"Okay, then you must never take your own car. This kind of thing would rather be believed than believed." Tan Junda said solemnly.
"I didn't expect that Young Master Tan would still believe this at such a young age?" Song Kanglai said with some surprise. Many people think that this kind of thing belongs to feudal superstition, especially young people. Eight out of ten do not believe in evil.
Tan Junda laughed loudly and said: "Don't forget, I run an advertising agency. Nowadays, customers require more elements, such as Feng Shui, gossip, etc., so I will study it when I have nothing to do."
"Just play it fresh, don't take it too seriously," Song Kanglai said.
He doesn't believe in this anyway, and he doesn't recommend others to believe it. If Feng Shui is useful, which of those emperors, generals and ministers would not be buried in a treasured Feng Shui place?
But now, it has long been turned into a pile of bones, and its descendants have disappeared.
A few minutes later, the driver drove over, Tan Junda got in the car and left.
The secretary came over and reminded: "Mr. Song, you plan to go to the Catering Chamber of Commerce for a meeting in the afternoon. It is already one o'clock. Do you want to take a rest first?"
"The Chamber of Commerce is not far away, so I can go there later. We just take advantage of this time to take care of the restaurant manager's affairs." Song Kanglai ordered: "Go to the Human Resources Department and the Administration Department and notify them to issue the resignation letter.
The extra two months' salary does not mean we have treated him badly."
According to Tan Junda's request, he wanted to fire the restaurant manager, but Song Kanglai gave him a resignation letter.
It sounds like they are all trying to drive people away, but in fact they are quite different.
Being fired by the company means that you have made intolerable mistakes in business. This will always be a stain when you go to other companies for interviews in the future. It is also difficult to answer when asked.
If you resign, you can say that you want more room for development and take the initiative to resign.
Song Kanglai was very kind. He didn't add insult to injury and saved enough face for the restaurant manager.
The secretary nodded and didn't say anything nice to help. It offended Mr. Tan, so it was considered polite to only give him a resignation letter.
Who told that guy not to have eyes? It’s not good to offend anyone, but the prince.
In the taxi, Zhong Jiawei and Jiang Zhihao both remained silent.