"Meimei looks a little fierce on the surface, but that's just a mask she uses to protect herself. In fact, in private, she is quite gentle," Wang Tong said.
"Return to Meimei, look at your nymphomaniac look." Ye Xiong's skin almost got goosebumps. It didn't take long for the two of them to become so fed up with each other.
"That's what I called her when I was careful," Wang Tong said.
"When you were a kid?"
"When I first met her, I thought she looked familiar. After chatting for a while, I found out that we lived in the same village or next door to each other when we were children. At that time, she had a runny nose and followed me like a
Like a follower."
Talking about the past, Wang Tong was very excited and eloquent.
"Later her father made money and moved back to the city, and we never met again."
"What a bloody plot, but God allows you to meet again, which means you still have a chance to renew your relationship." Ye Xiong said.
"It's a pity that she is Du Yuehua's secretary now, with a monthly salary of over 10,000, and I am just a jobless person living in a mud house, so I am not worthy of him at all." After Wang Tong finished speaking, a gloomy look appeared on his face.
"Don't belittle yourself. It doesn't matter if your monthly salary is over 10,000 yuan. You still have a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan!" Ye Xiong said seriously.
"Brother Xiong, stop joking. If you can earn five thousand a month, I will die laughing."
"Look at my face, does it look like I'm joking?" Ye Xiong pointed to his serious face and said seriously: "Comrade Wang Tong, as the general manager of Famous International Hotel, I will now officially hire you with a monthly salary.
Fifty thousand, do you accept it?"
"You won International Fame, how is this possible?" Wang Tong's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears.
"The contracts have been signed, and there are still fake ones?" Ye Xiong waved the contract in his hand and said with a smile, "You just need to tell me, do you accept it or not?"
"No fool would accept it."
Wang Tong took the contract over and read it over, with a sad look on his originally happy face.
"Brother Xiong, this is a hot problem. It will start making profits in three months. Is this possible?"
Since the death of the internationally famous boss, the hotel has been unable to make ends meet. Du Yuehua is losing hundreds of thousands every month. Wang Tong is worried that Ye Xiong's one million will also be wasted.
"Then it's something I should consider. Just take your own salary." Ye Xiong patted his head and said, "Work harder and catch up with Lu Mei. When you get married, Xiong
I’ll seal you a big red envelope again.”
"Brother Xiong, I will definitely work hard." Wang Tong nodded firmly.
Next, Du Yuehua summoned the employees of Mingyang Hotel for a meeting.
From the top management of the hotel to the dishwashers and waiters on the lower floors, there are less than fifty people left. A large hotel like this that integrates catering and entertainment requires at least several hundred people to fully staff it. It can be seen that the current
To what extent should personnel be streamlined?
It can be said that the current hotels are basically useless, and these people are just messing around.
Du Yuehua next announced that Ye Xiong would take over the management of the hotel.
The people in the audience only glanced at Ye Xiong and acted as if they hadn't seen him.
In the past six months, there have been eight or not ten general managers in the hotel. None of them could last more than a month. They all packed up and left on their own initiative. Therefore, these people have become numb.
"Next, our newly appointed hotel general manager Ye Xiong will give a speech. Everyone applauds." Du Yuehua shouted.
Bang... bang...
Occasionally, a lifeless voice came from below, listlessly.
Ye Xiong glanced at these solemn employees and felt a familiar feeling.
I remember that when he was the instructor of Dragon Soul, it was much more difficult to lead a group of new recruits than this group of guys. In the end, he was not as obedient.
Those special forces were the strongest special forces selected from the military camps in all provinces of China. They were quite tricky, but they were trained obediently by Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong walked to the podium, looked at the dozens of listless guys below, and began to speak.
"Hello everyone, my name is Ye Xiong, and I will be your general manager from now on. What I need from someone is very simple, that is absolute obedience. Now, everyone shouts the slogan with me, Mr. Ye, hello, one, two, three, start
!”
"Hello, Mr. Ye!"
A few voices rang out here and there, but less than half of the people made a sound.
"You, you, and you... all stand up."
Ye Xiong walked into the crowd and pointed out all the people who made a noise, and then said: "The rest of you, all go to the financial settlement for me, you bastards."
At this time, the people who did not shout slogans panicked. Although the salary here is not much, it is comfortable. You can't work for a day and just hang out. Who wants to run away?
"Mr. Ye, I shouted a slogan just now!" a security guard said urgently.
"Call you sister, you think I'm blind." Ye Xiong slapped him on the head.
Now that he was angry, the security guard was too frightened to speak out.
The remaining people were even more afraid to speak out, but they didn't understand how this guy managed to filter out every one of these dozens of people shouting slogans.
"Don't say I won't give you a chance, shout the slogan again, whoever doesn't shout, get out." Ye Xiong put his hands behind his back, looking like a leader patrolling, and said loudly: "Shout!"
"Hello, Mr. Ye."
"Shout again."
"Hello, Mr. Ye."
"Commander Ye!" Ye Xiong took the lead in shouting.
"Commander Ye!"
"Hello, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye is the best."
"Hello, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye is the best."
Ye Xiong felt so comfortable walking among the people. It turned out that being a general manager felt so good!
Du Yuehua next to her couldn't bear to look at her.
This was the first time in her life that she had seen such a shameless man. If she hadn't taken into account that Ye Xiong had just taken office and gave him some face, she would have turned around and left long ago.
At this moment, a group of big men suddenly poured in from outside, menacingly. From their appearance, one could tell that they were coming with bad intentions.
The leader was a man with short hair, a thumb-thick necklace around his neck, and large gold teeth in his mouth.
Next to him, on the left stood a man with a broad mouth, Niu Deng, and on the right stood a man with a scarred face. This look alone made the identity of this man obvious.
This person must be He Donghao's number one ally, the leader of the Xibei Gang who relies on the He family for survival, Lu Bao.
"What a grand gesture!" Lu Bao's eyes fell on Ye Xiong, full of provocation.
"How can I raise dozens of people with as much style as you raising dozens of dogs?" Ye Xiong glanced at the dozens of people behind him and counterattacked fiercely.
"Fuck, who are you calling a dog?"
"You brat, you never died."
"Beat him until he doesn't even recognize him."
"I have never seen such an arrogant person."
A group of hooligans made a loud noise, and they all roared angrily, but unfortunately, no one dared to take action.
You know, Lu Bao's two men, Niu Deng and Scarface, were beaten so badly by Ye Xiong that they had no ability to resist.
"I'm just so arrogant. If you don't accept it, hit me!"
Ye Xiong took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket and held it to his mouth like a cigarette.