Half an hour later, Wenshan's office door was pushed open again, and a person came in from the outside.

"Supervisor, are you still angry? Come on, come on, have a cigarette."

The visitor was Lin Feng, who had just left. He first put a paper bag behind Wenshan's desk in a familiar manner, then took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled out one and handed it to Wenshan.

Wenshan looked at Lin Feng's actions with cold eyes and said nothing, but his expression softened a lot.

Glancing at the cigarette case that Lin Feng placed on the table, Yuxi Zhongzhi Harmony, huh.

He nodded slightly and took the cigarette handed over by Lin Feng.

When Lin Feng saw this, he quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Wenshan.

"Lin Feng, you have to understand that this is the company's rule. Even I can't violate it at will."

Wenshan didn't speak slowly until he finished smoking a cigarette.

Lin Feng, who had been standing aside and waiting, his eyes moved, "I understand, I understand, I know that the supervisor is doing it for my own good.

What, the old tree tea that someone brought from my hometown, you know, I am just a common person, drinking is okay, but I am really not good at drinking tea."

Lin Feng looked like he was sighing.

"Haha, you, you better learn more. There is something special about drinking tea. Let's take this old tree tea as an example..."

When it came to drinking tea, Wenshan also became interested. He took the tea leaves directly from the bag Lin Feng carried and started to explain to Lin Feng.

"Well, supervisor, please drink slowly. I drink too much and I can't hold it in anymore."

Half an hour later, Lin Feng made an excuse and left.

Wenshan didn't speak until he reached the door.

"Kaba."

Lin Feng opened the office door.

"The hotel will have some personnel changes recently. There may be a new head waiter position on your doorman side."

Wenshan, who had been sitting silently at the tea table, spoke at this time.

"Thank you, supervisor. Please drink slowly."

When Lin Feng heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He turned around and bowed deeply to Wenshan.

Then he turned around gently and closed the door.

The foreman can be regarded as the lowest level leader in the hotel.

No, not even a leader.

He's kind of a foreman.

But even if you are a foreman, as long as you can really become a foreman, it means that you have caught the attention of the hotel's senior management.

In the future, not only will the salary and benefits be improved, the key is that there will be room for improvement in the future.

On the way back, Lin Feng whistled all the way.

The troublesome things that Zhao Hongming and I saw in the morning had long been forgotten.

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In front of the hotel, Zhao Hongming was still serving guests with a smile, seemingly not affected at all.

"Old Zhao... Lin Feng is like that. He is used to being casual. You don't want to be on the same level as him."

After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Xiaowei decided to persuade Zhao Hongming.

"Huh? You mean, he has been in this situation before?"

Zhao Hongming heard the implication from Jiang Xiaowei's words.

"It's not often. Lin Feng likes to watch football games. Sometimes, he often doesn't go home after get off work and watches football in the lounge. To watch football, beer, melon seeds and the like are all must-haves, so... ..."

"I can understand watching football and drinking, but the lounge is not his alone. It is a public rest space for everyone. If you make a mess, you have to clean it up.

It doesn’t make sense that just because you like it alone, everyone should suffer along with it.”

Zhao Hongming didn’t mention the bed anymore.

He sneered at Lin Feng's behavior of destroying public space.

"That's right. We are basically cleaning the rest room, and Lin Feng has never touched it." Jiang Xiaowei was convinced.

"Speaking of which, are you just spoiling him like this?" Zhao Hongming was a little confused.

Jiang Xiaowei whispered: "He has a very good relationship with Director Wen..."

The words stopped here. A guest happened to arrive at the store, and Jiang Xiaowei took the guest to go through the accommodation procedures.

Only the thoughtful Zhao Hongming was left standing outside the door.

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It’s ten o’clock in the evening, and there are still two hours before shift change.

"Old Zhao, go and take a turn, I think you can't stand anymore."

Jiang Xiaowei said with a smile.

I have been here for several days, and Lao Zhao is still a little uncomfortable with this job.

Jiang Xiaowei found it funny when he saw him stretching his legs and raising his hands.

"Okay, I'll go for a spin."

Zhao Hongming knew that Jiang Xiaowei was looking for an excuse for him to move around, so he simply agreed.

After entering the lobby, I greeted the front desk, signed my name, and walked to the library.

By this time, most of the guests staying in the hotel had returned to their guest rooms.

Although the library is marked as open 24 hours a day, who would come inside to read books and newspapers in the middle of the night?

Besides, I came here to have fun, not to read.

Therefore, usually at this time, basically no one will be inside.

Sure enough, when Zhao Hongming walked to the library, it was already empty.

Only books are basically scattered on the table.

Zhao Hongming curled his lips and walked inside to start tidying up.

Put the books one by one on the bookshelf, and then move the chairs back to the desk.

"Huh? Whose things are left behind?"

Just as he was moving the chairs, he found a black handbag placed on one of the chairs.

Just when he was about to reach for his handbag, Zhao Hongming paused again. He called Jiang Xiaowei over through the intercom.

"Okay, I'm starting to shoot. Xiaowei, go and open the bag and see if there is the owner's ID card or anything inside."

After Jiang Xiaowei arrived, Zhao Hongming took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures.

"Hiss, that's a lot of money!"

Jiang Xiaowei was shocked as soon as he opened the handbag.

I saw a bag of red banknotes slowly inside.

"It must be more than 200,000, right?" Jiang Xiaowei's voice was trembling, and at the same time a little unexpected.

These days, people prefer to use electronic payments, and few people go out with so much cash.

"Xiaowei, call Director Wen and ask him to come over to adjust the monitoring. He has lost so much money and must be in a panic."

Zhao Hongming took a look at the camera installed at the entrance of the library and made a decision immediately.

I don’t know when this money was put here.

There are very few people here in the library. As long as the surveillance is adjusted, the owner can be found immediately.

After receiving the call, Wenshan hurried over and took Zhao Hongming and Jiang Xiaowei to the monitoring room to retrieve the monitoring.

While several people were watching the surveillance, a call came from the front desk, saying that the owner was here.

Several people quickly ran to the front desk again.

I saw a man about fifty years old, sweating profusely, wandering in the hall, rubbing his hands.

"That's him."
Chapter completed!