A few days after that, the wind was calm.

Lin Chong accompanied Yang Ying and Guan Wei for two days and personally sent two girls back to school as a small compensation for the long separation before.

Pang Jun finished his aftermath work in Bigang City and made a special trip to Donghai City to meet Lin Chong.

The travelers include Zuo Qingcang, the head of the Tianzi Inspection Institute, Mei Kun, and Duan Yi, the head of the Huangzi Inspection Institute, Pei Hong, the head of the Huangzi Inspection Institute, Song Xiao, and Zhan Jiajun.

The situation in the martial arts circle in the eastern provinces is becoming more and more complicated. In order to avoid unnecessary chaos and suspicion, Lin Chong chose the meeting place in the suburbs, staying away from all sides to prevent the leak of the news.

Mange Coast Manor.

It is called Manor, but it is actually a resort.

It covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres and is located on the side of the sea, with a wide view and excellent scenery.

The sound of waves can be heard near, and the sunset can be seen from afar.

You can also take a boat to sea, stroll on the beach, and cycling.

Inside the manor, various facilities and services are available, including playgrounds, swimming pools, sports fields, luxury goods, private cinemas, high-end self-service, high-level parties, open-air parties, etc.

It is a first-class gold-selling cave.

What is little known is that the owner of this estate is called Wenman.

Early in the morning, Wenman, who rarely appears, drove his Lamborghini to the manor and convened all middle-level and above managers to have a meeting.

In the magnificent conference hall, Wenman sat alone at the top, holding his chin with his hands, and waiting quietly.

She was wearing a white shirt, straight pants, a lady's suit, her hair was curled in wavy curls, and she wore sunglasses on her face. She was smart and capable, but she was also so beautiful.

Cadres kept walking into the conference hall in a hurry, all wearing suits and ties, with a good temperament and a full of business elite style.

They first nodded to Wenman and then sat down in order.

The whole process was silent and orderly, showing Wenman's strong control over his subordinates.

At that time, the needle pointed to 8:30, all the managers of Mange Coast Manor arrived.

They were both worried and didn't understand why Wenman had to make such a big move.

After all, as Wenman's identity, if it is not a big deal, it is usually enough to send someone to pass on the words.

Wen Man took off her sunglasses and showed a pair of brilliant eyes. She just glanced around slowly, and immediately made everyone present sit upright.

Wenman at this moment was completely different from when she was in front of Lin Chong.

"How many guests are currently in the manor?" she asked straightforwardly by saving her politeness.

An executive replied slightly crampedly: "There are about 500."

"perhaps?"

Wen Mandai frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with the answer: "Give me a specific number."

"Please wait, I'll ask immediately."

The executive sweated from his forehead and took out his cell phone to start making calls.

Two minutes later, he put away his cell phone and reported to Wenman, who was sitting on the head: "President, there are currently 486 guests who have checked in."

Wenman nodded without comment and asked again: "Which area does the guests live in?"

Faced with such a tricky problem, the executive couldn't help but be stunned.

How could he know?

He is a senior management staff who coordinates the overall situation, and is not the front desk responsible for receiving customers.

“Yes…sorry.”

The executive slapped his head: "President, I'll call again."

“No need.”

Wenman waved his hand expressionlessly and glanced across the audience: "Can anyone answer this question on his behalf?"

After a brief silence, one hand was raised.

The person who raised his hands was a young woman in her twenties wearing a professional suit, with short hair with ears, a pretty face, and a pair of black-framed glasses on her nose.

"President, I know." She said nervously.

"Um?"

Wenman raised his smooth chin and signaled the other party to continue talking.

"Manager Xu remembered wrongly that the current number of guests in the manor is not 486, but 498, because there are still twelve guests who have booked the room in advance, but have not checked in for the time being."

The speech speed of young women gradually became smoother: "Most of them live in areas B and C, while a small number of guests live in areas D, and the highest-level area A currently has only seven guests."

"very good."

Wenman smiled at the corner of her mouth and patted her hands gently to show encouragement.

After being praised by the president, the young woman blushed with excitement.

Wenman asked the other party: "What's your name? What's your position?"

"My name is Xu Hui, and I am the supervisor of the customer service department in District A." The young woman answered quickly.

"Sit down, I should call you Manager Xu in the future."

Wen Man casually promoted the young woman named Xu Hui to the next level, and then said to the previous executive: "Given your previous contribution, I will not remove you from your position this time. I hope you will be more concerned about your job in the future and don't always think about lying on the credit book and waiting for death."

“Yes, yes…”

After being criticized by his immediate boss in public, the executive felt ashamed, his face turned into a pig's liver, and he nodded repeatedly.

Wenman didn't bother to pay attention to him and went straight to the topic: "At noon today, a group of distinguished guests will come to our manor. I want you to cheer up and provide the most thoughtful service."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone was energetic.

What kind of distinguished guest is actually the president of labor who came forward to make arrangements in person?

Could it be the direct heir of the eight hidden families? Or the core true traditions of the ten hidden sects? Or the top foreign powers?

The executive sitting in Wenman's left hand asked: "President, what are those distinguished guests? Are there any things to pay attention to?"

"You don't need to know their identity."

Wenman's expression was plain: "There is only one thing to pay attention to, and it must be kept confidential."

"If you understand, then we will prepare immediately and make confidentiality the first priority."

The executive, who has followed Wen Man for many years, was a confidant in his heart. He paused and asked again: "Does it be necessary to hold a welcome ceremony for the guests?"

"Need not."

Wenman flatly rejected it and immediately added: "Disciples like quietness. If you can avoid all procedures, try to let the idle people disturb them as little as possible."

Upon hearing this, another executive in charge of security hesitated: "President, since the guest's identity is so noble, do you need to improve the security level?"

"unnecessary."

Wenman was a little impatient: "All I didn't mention is not needed. You just need to do your own duties, and don't worry about the rest."

Seeing this, the executives were all timid and dared not ask again.
Chapter completed!