It’s a Bit Early To Cross

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This time travel is a bit early. Chapter 1,414: Attack of the General Manager Chapter 1414: It's eight o'clock in the morning. Chu Heng and the others, who had been having fun most of the night yesterday, were still lying on the bed fast asleep, and they all smelled of rouge.

At this moment, in the kitchen downstairs, Cheng Xi was standing in front of the stove making bean juice.

This thing was ordered by the old man. He started preparing it yesterday morning, soaking the beans, and precipitating and fermenting them. It took more than twenty hours to make this delicious meal.

The hotel's head chef led a group of cooks to watch, looking at the gray soup in the pot and smelling the sour smell in the air that was more powerful than an armpit that hasn't been washed in seven days. The faces of all the people were abnormal. Wonderful.

Looking at the fried liver and noodle tea next to them, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for the people in the capital.

They haven’t eaten anything good here!

"Gudududu!"

The bean juice in the pot began to bubble and bubble under the fire, and soon it would overflow the edge of the pot, and the smell of swill became more and more intense.

Seeing this, Cheng Xi quickly turned off the heat, hummed a tune and poured the bean juice in the pot into a large porcelain basin, and then put it on the dining car together with other foods such as fried liver, burnt rings, fried enema, pickle sticks, etc. , greeted the head chef and the others again and pushed the cart out of the kitchen.

After Cheng Xi left, a group of people in the kitchen held their noses and gathered around the big pot where the bean juice was boiled. There was still a little bit left in it.

In line with the professional idea of ​​​​knowing the food from all over the world, the head chef frowned and looked at it. After hesitating for a while, he asked someone to scoop out the bean juice from the bottom of the pot and try to take a sip.

"vomit!"

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"Bang bang bang!"

Cheng Xi quickly pushed the dining cart upstairs and called Qingyuan. The two of them came to the outside of the presidential suite, patted the door, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hurry up and open the door. We have just left." The bean juice in the pot will get cold and taste bad if you wait any longer!"

Chu Heng, who was sleeping soundly, woke up with a start as soon as he heard the word Douzhi'er. He didn't even wear pants, just a pair of underpants. He jumped out of the bed with his shirtless and hairy legs exposed, and ran to open the door quickly. .

"Hey, come in, come in, I've been thinking about this for a long time!"

Smelling the alluring smell of swill, his mouth watered immediately. He welcomed the two old men into the restaurant with a smile on his face. Then he didn't even brush his teeth or wash his face. He just took out the things from the dining car and started spinning.

A mouthful of sour and sweet soybean juice is appetizing, followed by fried rings and fried enema.

Ouch, that’s so comfortable!

After eating here for a while, Cen Hao and Na Daohui also started to smell the smell. They came over to see that there was bean juice to drink today, and hurriedly went back to wash their faces and brush their teeth. I quickly ran back to eat.

"I've really enjoyed myself these two days!"

Not long after, Chu Heng, who had eaten and drank enough, wiped his mouth with satisfaction and stood up, touched his round belly, chewed his teeth, and asked Cheng Xi cheerfully: "Old man, have you forgotten what we said yesterday?" Bar?"

Cheng Xi raised his head and looked at him with a smile, and said: "Don't worry, after all, we pee standing up, every spit is a nail. When I get back, I will find my employer to resign, and I will bring my apprentices here after I'm done."

"Okay, you guys, please eat, I have something to do and I'll leave first."

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With that said, Chu Heng turned around and went back to the bedroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, changed into clothes that looked like a dog, and then called Cen Hao and a guy from Martin's team to leave the hotel together and go to the room that Avima gave him. I went on an on-site inspection to an office building that was listed for sale in this document.

After watching this, they rushed to the next house without stopping, and didn't come back until dark.

Just like that, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three days, Chu Heng basically went out early and came back late every day, looking for real estate worth buying, and was so busy that he almost didn't touch the ground.

After the overwhelming reports about the Mandarin Hotel in the newspapers these days, the old man has now become completely famous. Most people know that there is such a powerful ghost hunter on Hong Kong Island. There are many people. I came to him in admiration and asked him to tell fortunes and ward off evil spirits.

Of course, everyone knows that the ghost who caused trouble in the Mandarin Hotel was caught.

As for the effect, it's not ideal.

Hong Kong Island is not just a five-star hotel like the Mandarin. Hotels such as Hilton, Miramar, and Peninsula are not much worse than it.

Now that the economy is in recession, there are many vacant rooms in various hotels. It’s not like guests can’t book rooms, so where can I stay? Do you deserve to stay in a hotel that has been haunted by you?

Therefore, in the past three days, the Mandarin Hotel has basically seen no improvement.

A dozen houses were sold on the first day, more than 20 on the second day, and things took a turn for the worse on the third day, with only nine houses sold!

For the Mandarin Hotel, which has hundreds of rooms, with this occupancy rate, let alone making money, it can't even get back the wages of its employees, and it will lose tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

In this regard, Chu Heng didn't say anything. He had already predicted it before asking Cen Hao to pretend to be a ghost and scare people. He knew that the hotel might need a period of buffering before it could return to its previous scene.

Moreover, when he bought the hotel from the Land Company, it was more than 20 million yuan cheaper. Compared with this huge sum of money, the small money of tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands in this day is nothing. Not only can he afford to pay, I don’t feel bad at all. After all, if you really want to calculate it, this money is still a purchase of real estate...

But his boss doesn't feel sorry for him, but some people can't sit still.

General Manager Duan Changjin looked at the hotel with a sigh of relief ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He saw it with his eyes and felt anxious in his heart.

The hotel behaved like this when he was the general manager, and he still behaved like this when he became the general manager. Doesn't this make him look useless?

Therefore, after some careful consideration, Duan Changjin felt that he should do something to prove himself.

So, just last night, he lit up the lamp and wrote a plan. He ran to the hotel early in the morning and waited for Chu Heng to get up and present the plan to him.

Seven o'clock in the morning, lobby front desk.

Duan Changjin, who hadn't slept all night, was sitting on the chair at the front desk, closing his eyes and concentrating. The two ladies at the front desk sitting next to him were so nervous that they didn't dare to take a breath.

He waited for the call again.

According to past practice, Chu Heng would call the front desk to order food after getting up, and Duan Changjin was going to take advantage of the meal delivery opportunity to hand over his plan to him as soon as possible.

"Jingle Bell!"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the front desk phone finally rang.

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A young lady quickly picked up the phone. After a few um, um, um, um, um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, and ah, ah, out of nowhere, she confirmed the call again, and then handed a piece of paper to Duan Changjin, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Chu wants fried liver and buns stuffed with pork and green onions, and Brother Hao wants soy milk and fried dough sticks."

"good."

Duan Changjin nodded, took the note and left the front desk, went upstairs to the kitchen, and found Cheng Xi who had come to work and was happily listening to the radio. He politely handed the note: "Chef Cheng, Mr. Chu's order." meal."

He knew that Cheng Xi was a friend of Master Chu Heng, so naturally he didn't dare to act like a general manager.