Qing Weimin threw the cigarette he had taken two sips onto the high-end marble floor in the hotel lobby, and the brand new leather shoes were pressing it hard, as if he wanted to release all the upset today through this pitiful cigarette.

"Qing Weimin, Qing Weimin, you are so stupid. You are not even considerate about this matter. Mr. Fan is so disgusted with you. What else do you want to talk about promotions in the future? I really despise you, despise you!" Qing Weimin murmured to himself, while keeping his hands grabbing his hair that was not too much. He looked at the waitresses next to him with a crazy look and were frightened...

"What do you think? What should I do for you?" Qing Weimin was crazy and found the waitresses at the front desk. He immediately passed on his anger and roared, "You guys, you know how to flatter the leader, but what's the result? Not only did the flattery come to the feet, but I also left a bad impression in front of the leader. You guys say you should be punished? There is no bonus this month!"

"Ah??" The front desk waiters were all stunned. They obviously did not expect that Mr. Qing, who has always been approachable, would make such a decision. It was obvious how dissatisfied he was.

"What? Besides, I even deducted my salary this month!" Qing Weimin glared at the front desk these colorful waitresses and raised his mouth angrily, "You are so dereliction of duty at work that you have not even guessed Mr. Fan's mind, and he has ulterior motives!"

"Mr. Qing, what does this matter to us? We just told you what we know and hope to provide you with some help. But I didn't expect..." A waiter at the front desk just said something, but covered his mouth and looked at the hotel gate in surprise.

Qing Weimin, because he was facing the front desk and his back to the door, did not see any strangeness of the waiters. He continued to say dissatisfaction, "Why, do you have any reasons and excuses? Report it randomly without understanding the situation. What is this a mistake? Fortunately, you Mr. Fan has a large number of them, otherwise I would have lost my little black hat! Why are you glaring at me? You don't realize you are wrong? OK, since you think you are right, right? Okay, I will deduct your salary for another half a month! Who told you to spread the news clearly, it will make me embarrassed in front of Mr. Fan..."

"General Qing...General Qing..." The waiters all looked pale, and one of them finally plucked up the courage to whisper in a low voice, and pointed at the direction behind him.

Qing Weimin obviously didn't know what she wanted to express. After being confused, she couldn't help but angrily, "Why are you talking so quietly? If you have any words, just say loudly, don't make any small moves! Do you think I will relax and not deduct your salary if you do these small moves? No way! Unless the sun comes out from the west, or if you ask Mr. Fan to come back, listen to my explanation! Hehe, but those are impossible things, you are dead!"

"What do you want to explain?" Just as Qing Weimin finished speaking, a calm inquiry sounded from behind him.

"Explain what you want to keep your bird..." Qing Weimin turned around and wanted to curse, but unfortunately he never dared to jump out of his throat again, and swallowed it back. His originally impatient face changed 360 degrees in an instant, and showed a smile that was even ugly than crying and said in a bitter trembling voice, "Mr. Fan... Mr. Fan... Why are you back again?..."

Yes, the source of the voice standing behind Qing Weimin was Fan Wei who was returning. He and Fang Jiayi, who was a little panicked, really drove the car back to the resort and came to the Jinghu Hotel. In order, it was naturally the competition between the two of them to check out who could last until the end. But as soon as he entered the door, he heard Qing Weimin's speech deducting salary and bonuses, and he couldn't help but find it very funny.

"What? Can't I come back?" Fan Wei stared at Qing Weimin with some amusement, and said to the waiters who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, "If you want to laugh, laugh, don't worry, I promise that your bonus and salary will not be deducted for me this month."

"Yeah!" As Fan Wei's promise, the waiters jumped up happily, and the entire hall was filled with cheerful laughter.

Qing Weimin glanced at the cheering waiters with a ugly expression, knowing that he had done something wrong again. Fan Wei opposed his policy of deducting wages. Wasn't he just slapped him in the face? But what can he do? He is the president, the real boss of this hotel! He is just a worker.

"Fan Wei?" Fang Jiayi, who was in a mess in her mind, only reacted when she heard Fan Wei's words. She pulled his sleeve strangely and whispered, "Why do you say such big words? How can you decide the salary of these waiters?"

Fan Wei blinked at Fang Jiayi and smiled, "Jiayi, there were too many people in the class reunion just now, and I can't tell you now. Now I can inform you. In fact, this hotel, including the entire Ping An Resort, is invested in."

Fang Jiayi's eyes magnified instantly, and she felt her brain buzzing completely explode! She looked at Fan Wei in a daze, and said in disbelief, "You, what did you say?"

"I said that all the industries here actually belong to me." Fan Wei smiled casually and pointed at Qing Weimin with a ugly face, "He is the subordinate I hired, and I am the real person in this hotel, including the entire resort, the president."

Listening to Fan Wei's words, Fang Jiayi's eyes kept flashing, as if she was trying hard to think and digest the shocking words and facts he said. She could not imagine that such a large resort, such a huge project, such a luxurious super five-star hotel, would it be Fan Wei's? Fang Jiayi was obviously deeply shocked by Fan Wei's wealth again. If Fan Wei's private villa in the past gave Fang Jiayi a preliminary concept of his money, then today's Maybach, today's resort, made her finally understand and react. The gap between herself and him was no longer a little bit, but was far away...

"Jiayi?" Fan Wei certainly didn't know what Fang Jiayi was thinking about. Seeing that she didn't answer, she turned her head to Qing Weimin, who was standing there and didn't know what to do, "I want a couple presidential suite, hurry up and help me arrange it."

Qing Weimin thought Fan Wei was going to punish him a lot, and was very nervous. Unexpectedly, Fan Wei asked him to help check in, and he also drove the same room as the one he drove with Miss Jiang two days ago. He couldn't help but nodded and responded, "Yes, yes, Mr. Fan, wait a moment, I'll prepare for you immediately."

Before he could finish his words, he rushed to the front counter and roared at the waiter. Looking at his beard-blowing look, he seemed to be more anxious than his dead father.
Chapter completed!