"Mr. Yang, if you feel satisfied with how this is handled, then do it this way. I will ask the finance department to transfer 50,000 yuan to your card later."
Xie Zhankui said, slowly turning his head and looking at Li Xiaoming with trembling eyes: "We will deal with your matter later. Go to the human resources department to go through the resignation procedures in the next few days."
"Mr. Xie, please don't, I...I really can't resign. If I resign, how will I live in the future?"
Li Xiaoming didn't expect Xie Zhankui to agree so happily, with a cry in his voice, and he almost knelt on the ground. He was not as showy and domineering as he was at Su's Restaurant.
Wang Lili stood aside, hesitating to speak, and the string deep in her heart began to waver.
Li Xiaoming is nothing without his job.
If you really get married, then...
"That's your business and has nothing to do with me!"
"You indirectly harmed the interests of our Shuanglin Hotel. It's good that I didn't hold you accountable."
"Of course, your performance is good and you are serious about your work."
"As long as you can properly handle the matter with Mr. Yang and get Mr. Yang's understanding, the resignation can be postponed."
Xie Zhankui turned his head, looked at the humble Li Xiaoming calmly and said.
"Mr.
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Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled, turned around and entered the elevator.
A few minutes later, a BMW slowly left Shuanglin Hotel and headed towards Qingshan Village.
And right now.
In the general manager's office on the top floor of Shuanglin Hotel, the handsome Lin Yichen slowly took out a cigar from his mouth, and a puff of smoke rose into the sky.
"This Yang Chen..."
Lin Yichen took a deep breath, looked away from the BMW driving away from the window, and turned around slowly.
"Young Master Lin, I have suppressed the matter for now. Yang Chen doesn't seem to have the intention to pursue it to the end, otherwise it will be difficult to treat you."
Xie Zhankui stood in the center of the office and said solemnly.
"Master Lin, please, give me another chance."
"I...I went to Qingshan Village to find trouble with Yang Chen. This was also with your consent. You can't just ignore him. I don't want the fifty thousand yuan you promised me. Please see that I have no merit.
For the sake of hard work, give me a chance and don’t fire me!"
Next to Xie Zhankui, Li Xiaoming clenched his fists tightly, his face full of nervousness and fear.
He never expected that Yang Chen would almost lose his job by making such a fuss.
Being able to get into Shuanglin Hotel is just a matter of sheer luck.
Although Li Xiaoming is usually quite showy, he knows the strength of Shuanglin Hotel, so he is very serious when working.
If it weren't for Yang Chen's sudden appearance, he might have been able to become the manager of the guest room department after working for two or three years, and even have the opportunity to work at the headquarters of Shuanglin Hotel in the future.
"Lao Xie, what do you think should be done?"
Lin Yichen didn't even look at Li Xiaoming, but turned to look at Xie Zhankui: "This young master has known about this before."
"What do you mean, Mr. Lin?"
As Xie Zhankui spoke, his eyes suddenly darkened, a murderous look appeared on his body, and he looked at Li Xiaoming from the corner of his eyes like a sharp sword.
thump!
Li Xiaoming, who had been at Shuanglin Hotel for many years, knew very well how ruthless Xie Zhankui was, so he knelt down on his knees with tears streaming down his face: "Young Master Lin, Mr. Xie, please give me a chance. I promise not to say a word."
go out!"
"You go to Qingshan Village in the afternoon."
Lin Yichen looked at Li Xiaoming who was kneeling on the ground and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, ready to flick the cigarette ashes.
Li Xiaoming had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly knelt down in front of him, picked up the ashtray on the table, and let Lin Yichen's cigarette ashes fall on his hand. He gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious expression: "Young Master Lin, you give me orders, and I promise to do it for you."
He will go through fire and water without hesitation."
"What Mr. Lin means is that you have to take all the responsibility for this matter and prevent it from affecting Mr. Lin."
"As long as you take care of this matter, after the matter with Mr. Lin is resolved in a few days, I guarantee that you can return to Shuanglin Hotel and replace the current room manager."
"As for what method you use, that's your business. You only have one chance. Otherwise... you should know your end!"
Xie Zhankui had followed Lin Yichen for so many years and instantly figured out his thoughts.
"Yes yes yes!"
"Young Master Lin, I promise I will handle this matter beautifully!"
Li Xiaoming nodded quickly like a pug.
"Go away."
Lin Yichen raised his head and kicked Li Xiaoming directly in the face.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, I...I'll get out right now."
Li Xiaoming got up from the ground, staggered out of the office with gratitude.
Bang!
As the office door closed, Lin Yichen waved to Xie Zhankui.
After Xie Zhankui came closer, Lin Yichen's eyes became sharp: "Old Xie, this matter is related to whether I can inherit the family business in the future. It is very important and must not be let anyone know. Wait until Yang Chen, this kid, takes me
After his illness is cured, let him and this idiot Li Xiaoming disappear forever!"
"yes!"
"I will make arrangements! Try Yang Chen's skills tomorrow, and then make arrangements later to ensure that your future, young master, is smooth!"
Xie Zhankui nodded slowly.
Three o'clock in the afternoon, Qingshan Village, Li's house, Shangfang.
Yang Chen sat on the edge of the Kang, drinking the cans of tea handed over by his mother-in-law, and handed the phone to Li Xiaoran who was sitting in the wheelchair: "Okay, the account has arrived, Gao Gao, no loss at all, and a profit."
Times."
"fifty thousand?"
Li Xiaoran looked at the bank account notification on his mobile phone, raised his eyes, and said in surprise: "Is this the result of the processing you said? Where did Li Xiaoming get so much money? Didn't he want to ask us to borrow money even when he got married?"
"No matter where he got the money, it's already pretty good if I didn't send him in for tea."
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
He just said that Li Xiaoming gave in and skipped the specific details of the beating in the hotel.
"Uncle, this...if we do this, if your second uncle finds out, he will probably make trouble."
Li Dashan said hesitantly.
"What's the fuss? What's the fuss? Li Xiaoming, a heartless brat, poisoned more than a hundred of our chickens with dichlorvos. It's fine if we don't call the police. Why do they have the dignity to make a fuss?"
"If they really come here to cause trouble, see if I don't scold them to death!"
Jin Mei said angrily.
"It's his own fault."
Li Xiaoran stood by Yang Chen's side this time. After all, she had put a lot of effort into managing the chicken farm, and with a compensation of fifty thousand yuan, she felt balanced in her heart.
"Okay, then I'll go cook and have something good to eat tonight."
Jin Mei smiled brightly, but she was so angry that she got up and prepared to go out.
"Yang Chen, are you there?"
Just then, shouts came from outside the upper room.
Then, the curtain of the upper room was opened.
Li Xiaoming was seen walking in from the outside. He glanced at Li Dashan Jinmei and nodded. He walked straight in front of Yang Chen. After a struggling look in his eyes, he knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Cousin, this is not a New Year or a holiday, why are you doing this great gift?"
Yang Chen calmly looked at Li Xiaoming who was kneeling in front of him, still clenching his fists, grinning with his teeth bared.