Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

The Mandeli Hotel should be fully staffed as never before, and the air is tense.

All employees are arranged on both sides of the lobby from top to bottom, standing in line.

Everyone held their breath and trembled.

In this battle, northern Jiangsu was still shocked.

Since getting off the car, Hua Jinan has not let go of her hand.

Leading her into the hotel along the way, Subei tried to withdraw his hand on the way.

However, Hua Jinan was very determined this time, and he refused to let go.

The employees all look forward to taking a look at their legendary and handsome five diamond bosses, but no one dared to look up directly, and only dared to take a sneak peek after the boss passed by.

General Manager's Office

The general manager stood aside tremblingly, and said humbly: "Mr. Hua, how come you come suddenly?"

The big boss didn't even attend when the restaurant opened, and has never shown up for so many years.

I have heard that he once lived here, but he did not reveal his identity.

The sudden arrival today really made everyone tremble.

Hua Jinan sat on the large high-end leather sofa, and Subei sat opposite him.

The man's face was gloomy, and his low voice was obviously not very happy, "Call the person in charge of the banquet department over."

The general manager did not dare to ask more. After a call, the person in charge of the banquet department hurried over.

The secretary to the general manager broke two cups of coffee and placed them gently in front of Hua Jinan and Subei.

Hua Jinan frowned, "Are you treating guests so casually?"

The secretary was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, and the general manager took a long time to react, "I usually ask the VIPs what they want to drink. Why is it so casual in front of Mr. Hua today?"

"Swap this glass into juice, freshly squeezed!"

Without waiting for the secretary to speak, Hua Jinan pointed to the cup in front of Subei and said.

Subei glanced at her, hehe... the man was venting her breath.

Just when Shanghua Jinan looked at her, the man's voice immediately became much softer, "What juice would you like to drink?"

The secretary and the general manager were almost stunned, their big boss also had such a gentle moment.

Subei gave him a bright smile, "Orange juice."

Hua Jinan nodded, with a more satisfied smile on his face, "Well, the orange juice is good, I really am a son."

Subei was almost choked by his words.

The secretary got the answer and immediately rushed out to prepare.

The banquet manager arrived soon. He walked in, sweating nervously with his hands.

The big boss suddenly came, and then called to see him.

Could it be that I heard that he is doing a good job in his business, so he should be promoted?

Well, it must be.

If you want to demote or something, you don't have to come in person.

With the joy of being promoted, the manager said, "Hello, Mr. Hua."

Hua Jinan took out a notebook from his briefcase with an icy look, and fell onto the coffee table with a snap.

The general manager and manager were taken aback.

At this time, the man's voice came, and it was so deep that it almost dripped out, "One person covers all the banquet halls? One month?"

The manager's legs were a little weak, and his mind was overwhelmingly wondering how his own banquet hall layout booklet was in the hands of the big boss.

"Mr. Hua, I don't understand what you mean..."

The general manager is a monk Zhang Er who has no idea.

Hua Jinan interrupted him coldly, "Let him tell you."

The manager was anxious to explain, "Mr. Hua, this is how things are."

Then he looked up, his gaze fell on Subei, and he was shocked.

"Miss Su, how are you..."

He understands a bit, it seems that today is not a promotion.