After hanging up the phone, she just said: "Wait a moment, our manager will be here soon." After saying that, she lowered her head and picked up a newspaper and pretended to look at it to cover up her inner panic, but unfortunately the newspaper fell over her.
Didn't even notice it.
After a while, a middle-aged fat man in a suit and shiny leather shoes came over. Before he arrived, he shouted: "What's going on? Who are you, and what are you doing here?" His tone was quite arrogant.
The waiter seemed to have met the savior at the end of the world. He immediately ran out of the counter and ran to the fat man and said in a disgusted voice: "Manager Zhang, they are just being unreasonable and insisting on entering the VIP room without a VIP card."
The fat man patted the pretty face of the waiter and said softly: "Don't be afraid, let's see how I teach them a lesson!" After saying that, he turned around to face Ren Xiaoyao and the others.
"Long...Ren Longxiao, the president of 'Longxiao Group'?!" When the fat man saw clearly that the "unreasonable" person in front of him was Long Xiao, the president of the "Longxiao Group", a large enterprise in the province, and one of his bodyguards (Ren Xiaoyao, in his capacity as president)
When Xu Wenbin showed up (identified as his personal bodyguard), his cold, fat face was immediately filled with smiles.
The anger and arrogance just now were also thrown away. As for "teaching them a lesson" he just said, he completely forgot about it. He said flatteringly: "It turns out to be Mr. Long. What kind of wind brings you here? Haha, come on.
Come, please, let’s talk in the VIP room.”
The waiter was confused and asked: "Manager Zhang..."
Before she could finish asking, the fat man turned around and scolded: "Who asked you to block Mr. Long out? Why don't you apologize to Mr. Long right away?!"
When had the waiter ever been trained like this by her manager Zhang? Tears welled up in her eyes for a moment, but she thought to herself: "What is the origin of this 'Mr. Long'? Why is Manager Zhang, who has always been snobbish, so flattering to him?"
"Forget it, I don't have anything to lose, so there's no need to apologize. Just be more careful in the future." Ren Xiaoyao came out to smooth things over. It wasn't that he was kind-hearted. He didn't want to tangle with this kind of person, so why waste his time here?
"Yes, yes, Mr. Long is right." The fat man led Ren Xiaoyao and the two to the VIP room. After walking a few steps, he turned back and shouted: "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you go back and do something?!"
Fatty Zhang nodded and bowed and led Ren Xiaoyao and the others into a private room. After a few words of flattery, he walked out in a hurry.
Xu Wenbin said: "He knows what's going on! His face is really disgusting. If he doesn't leave, I'm going to vomit."
Ren Xiaoyao took the glass of champagne that Xu Wenbin poured for him, took a sip, and said with a smile: "There are many people like this in the world, and those in our line of work have to deal with such people to some extent, so we still have to endure it.
Click here. Come and take a look at the scenery outside. The view from the VIP room is indeed very good."
The wall facing the airport is made of a complete floor-to-ceiling glass, so almost the entire airport is within sight.
Looking around, we can see the vast apron, the wide and long runway, and the indicator lights extending all the way next to the runway...
There is no other province in Y, but there is a lot of land. Therefore, this airport with a small passenger flow has an area of more than 10,000 acres. Even some international airports are not as big as it - perhaps this is also a so-called "
"Image Project", who knows...
"Old Xu, do you think there is still a force in the central government, a force that is comparable to yours?" Ren Xiaoyao asked.
Hearing Ren Xiaoyao's question, Xu Wenbin's expression immediately changed, his eyes were wandering, and he was about to speak.
Suddenly "cluck..." someone knocked on the door. Xu Wenbin immediately ran over and opened the door. It turned out to be the fat manager Zhang again.
Fatty Zhang walked up to Ren Xiaoyao, held a card in both hands and presented it respectfully, saying: "Mr. Long, this is the VIP card for this airport. I hope Mr. Long will accept it."
Ren Xiaoyao was not polite, took the card and said: "Oh? It's done so quickly? Didn't the lady outside say it would take twenty-four hours to get it done?"
Fatty Zhang showed a flattering smile again and replied: "That's for ordinary people. Of course it's different for big shots like Mr. Long. In fact, even if Mr. Long doesn't have a VIP, he can still enjoy VIP treatment, but I'm afraid if there is another one
If someone bumps into you blindly, then Zhang will be in panic."
To be honest, Fatty Zhang is really good at flattering people. Any upstart or corrupt official would definitely be flattered by him.
Unfortunately, this time he met Ren Xiaoyao, a person who was almost "immune" to flattery, so it was inevitable that he would have little effect, or simply no effect at all.
Ren Xiaoyao raised the corners of his mouth, put the VIP card into his pocket, and said, "Thank you, Manager Zhang."
"No need to thank you, this is what I should do." Fatty Zhang replied. He looked at his words and thought that the smile on the corner of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth was because he was satisfied with his " considerate service". His mood was lifted, so he went a step further.
, asked: "Mr. Long, would you like me to ask some ladies to come and have a drink with you and your bodyguards? The plane will take off in twenty minutes."
Ren Xiaoyao kept that faint smile, shook his head and said: "Thank you, Manager Zhang, for your kindness. But we don't need it."
The disappointment on Fatty Zhang's face flashed away, he didn't want a lady? That would mean a lot less income!
But then he thought about it, what does it matter if he makes a little less today? As long as Mr. Long, the God of Wealth, comes to the airport often, he won't earn anything?
Thinking of this, Fatty Zhang said: "Okay, we're about to get on the plane anyway. You guys have a rest first. Before getting on the plane, a waiter will take you to the VIP aisle. Of course, haha, I'll also pay the bill by the way. So,
I’m leaving first.”
When Fatty Zhang came out of the box, Ren Xiaoyao's smile turned into a sneer, and he said: "I'm still wondering, how can this airport support itself when the passenger flow is so small? It turns out that it relies on these 'VIP services'...
...However, I have to admire them, this is indeed a good way to make money!”
After a pause, he added: "Old Xu, let's see if there are any other wines with high prices. Let's drink a few more bottles, so that people won't call us iron roosters when they come to check out later."
Xu Wenbin searched for a while, took out a bottle of red wine and a bottle of Maotai, and said: "Boss, this bottle of red wine is priced at 6,000, and Maotai is 5,800."
"Good boy! This bottle of red wine was flown over from France." Xu Wenbin said, pointing to a small sign hanging on the bottle.
Ren Xiaoyao pinched the small label on the Moutai bottle and said with a smile: "This bottle of Moutai has a great origin. It is actually 28 years old."
Ren Xiaoyao opened the bottle, poured a glass of red wine and took a sip.
"Not bad. Although it's not worth 6,000 yuan, it's not too far off. I believe that the people at the airport wouldn't dare to use fake wine to deceive the VIPs. Come on, you can drink too." Ren Xiaoyao said.
Xu Wenbin also poured a glass and tasted it carefully.