Tang Xiaofeng drove straight to Xindong Hotel without any hindrance. After arriving at the hotel, he took a general look around, then went to the hotel manager and asked about the hotel's operating conditions - this hotel is also Tang Xiaofeng's property here.
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Although Tang Xiaofeng runs such a large hotel, he rarely interferes with the management of the hotel. In many cases, he is a hands-off shopkeeper who hires senior administrators with an annual salary of nearly one million yuan.
Although after arriving at the hotel, Tang Xiaofeng only planned to briefly understand some of the hotel's operations and its development, but still a lot of time passed unknowingly. The lights were always on in the room, so he
I don’t know when it will get dark in the world outside the window.
I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock. There was a message that Zhang Xiaochen sent to me at around six o'clock. He said that the dinner would not end so soon and that he would call me after it was over. After that, it has been like this
After a long time, Zhang Xiaochen still didn't give him any news. Tang Xiaofeng was very dissatisfied now. Why did it take so long for a simple dinner party to be solved? Three hours had passed. This is longevity noodles. Crystal.
Fans, you should have finished picking out a large basket one by one.
The same goes for Deng Shukuan. It's just a small contract. It has to be such a big battle, and it can't be negotiated for so long. If he really feels that there is no need to cooperate, he can just not sign the contract. Why bother? With this work ability
Did Yan Juan invite him here to have a casual meal? And how did she get the position of manager? She must take good care of her when she gets back.
Tang Xiaofeng suppressed the depression and anger in his heart and called Zhang Xiaochen directly.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaochen's face was a little crimson, and one glass after another of strong liquor was scalding, burning his throat and passing through his intestines. Zhang Xiaochen felt that he was no longer able to stand, but the boss still let him accompany Manager Deng.
After drinking all the time, Zhang Xiaochen really felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.
From the moment they came in, Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Shukuan had been chatting. Zhang Zhiyong was flattering Deng Shukuan in all kinds of ways, while Deng Shukuan also had a happy face. After chatting for a long time, they finally came up with something about the contract.
However, regarding the contract, there was only a word-for-word chat, and there was no real discussion of the details of the contract. Zhang Xiaochen even doubted the purpose of coming here for this entertainment.
During this process, Deng Shukuan always put his eyes on Zhang Xiaochen intentionally or unintentionally, which made Zhang Xiaochen feel that he was always being stared at, and there seemed to be some ill intentions in his eyes. Zhang Xiaochen felt uncomfortable, but did not dare to say a word.
I just greeted him with a smile, but I also secretly felt that although this person looked decent, he didn't look like a good person. Moreover, looking at that appearance, a person in his thirties or forties did not have that kind of awe-inspiring righteousness, but he had some
Obscene.
Later, Zhang Zhiyong began to order Zhang Xiaochen to toast Deng Shukuan, and then they toasted one glass after another. However, the contract was never negotiated from beginning to end, as if Deng Shukuan was deliberately whetting the appetites of the three of them.
Every toast must be given to Zhang Xiaochen. Although Zhang Xiaochen tries to take only a small sip every time, due to the words of Zhang Zhiyong and Deng Shukuan, he sometimes has to drink it all in one gulp.
After drinking too much like this, the amount slowly reached a certain level. Zhang Xiaochen began to feel drowsy. He tried to get his phone many times, but Li Yangtao took it away and put it back.
And behind, when Li Yangtao was pouring wine, he quietly put some unknown powder into the wine glass while Zhang Xiaochen was beginning to be confused and not paying attention.
The secretary, Xiao Liu, was watching from the side. Although he felt sorry for Zhang Xiaochen, he did not dare to speak. He just looked at these men with a bit of disgust and disgust in their eyes, praying that someone would come to Zhang Xiaochen's rescue soon.
Still drinking one glass after another, Zhang Xiaochen became more and more confused. She didn't know if it was because of the weather or if the air conditioner was not turned on enough. Zhang Xiaochen also clearly felt a little hot, but her reason still restrained her.
Ask her to control herself, but she doesn't know that she has begun to slowly lose control step by step...
Just when Zhang Xiaochen was thinking about what to do, she heard the familiar ringtone of her mobile phone. Perhaps because she was so drunk, she felt that the sounds coming into her ears were fragmented, but she could still distinguish them very well.
, that is her mobile phone ringtone - the song "First Dream" that sounds tacky to other people's ears, and the screen of the mobile phone is also on.
Zhang Xiaochen reached out for her phone again, and to no one's surprise, Li Yangtao snatched her phone away and hung up the phone.
"Come on, come on, Xiaochen, drink this glass. I've been drinking with Mr. Deng all this time. Why are you answering the phone? Mr. Deng must be unhappy with you like this."
With that said, he put the wine glass into Zhang Xiaochen's hand. Li Yangtao drank the full amount of wine directly from the powder. He smiled proudly, and it was almost done.
Zhang Xiaochen was very reluctant, but seeing that the phone had been hung up and the wine was in his hands, a group of people were looking at him, obviously unable to refuse it.
But he was still stubborn.
"Li...can you...please give me your mobile phone first, and I will answer the call."
Every word he spoke was full of drunkenness. After Zhang Xiaochen finished speaking, he felt that he had instantly forgotten what he had just said.
"Hey, your friend said he has hung up on this phone call. You drink this wine first and call him back later. Business is important, and the contract tonight depends on you."
In fact, Li Yangtao was just trying to coax Zhang Xiaochen, so how could he actually give her his phone?
Zhang Xiaochen believed it, and he didn’t know what he believed, but he was very obedient and shook his glass to Deng Shukuan.
"Mr. Deng, I hope you will have a pleasant cooperation. This contract... If there is no problem, just sign it. I will do it first as a courtesy."
A sudden and confused thought flashed through Zhang Xiaochen's mind. He was obviously just a small employee, so why did this entertainment matter fall on him?
I was thinking about it here, but the movement of my hand on the other hand had already consciously brought the wine glass to my mouth, and the wine entered my mouth and flowed down my throat.
Seeing Zhang Xiaochen drink the last glass of wine they arranged, everyone smiled proudly, except Xiao Liu, who had a heavy look on his face.
On the other side, Tang Xiaofeng's phone was hung up. He ignored the information on the table and went straight to Cuizhu Pavilion.