I was forced to start the second round because I was raised in poverty

Chapter 216 Is this all there is to a 5-star hotel?

Chapter 216 Is this all there is to a five-star hotel?
In general, large-scale cases like these require an assembly line approach.

Only by actually following the steps taken by factory workers can one have the right to speak.

Identify problems, discover problems, and find ways to solve problems.

Su Cheng followed Factory Director Liu, Lin Lin, Ye Li, and others to identify their respective positions and understand the entire production line system, what the function of each step was, and what effect it had.

This time, Su Cheng doesn't have to work on the assembly line. His role this time is that of an inspector, mainly to supervise whether the team will have any violations.

If he were on the front lines, he would be in charge of overseeing the battle.

Su Cheng wasn't sure if this was what the old man meant, but he felt it was probably not.

Because working on an assembly line is tough and tiring, older people would definitely prefer to do the dirty and tiring work themselves.

Seeing himself suffering, the old man was happier than during the Lunar New Year.

That afternoon, after touring the entire factory, the team changed into work clothes and shoes and, under the arrangement of Factory Director Liu, prepared to begin their "work".

Su Cheng didn't have anything else to do. After everyone else had finished their work on the assembly line, she pretended to wander around the factory a few more times before driving back to her hotel to catch up on her afternoon nap.

A whole week.

The team members worked very hard on the assembly line, with people involved in every step of the process.

Doing the work is secondary; the main task is to find potential problems on the assembly line. Therefore, they need to be extra careful than ordinary factory workers, observing not only their own tasks but also the processes and details.

After getting off work, I can't just rest; I also have to write a log, which is like a thinking process.

This is the specific content of their preliminary research.

Tired?

tired.

But that's the job they do, and that's the money they earn.

night.

"Team Leader Ye, we've arrived. Go back and get some sleep."

Ye Li was almost asleep on the bus on the way back, and it was only when her colleague patted her on the shoulder that she woke up.

When I closed my eyes, I was on the bus; when I opened them, we were already at the hotel entrance.

"it is good."

Ye Li dragged her tired body back to her hotel room.

She rotated between two positions for a whole week, but mainly worked on the fermentation process.

These two positions are basically the most tiring, as you have to deal with flour, powdered sugar, eggs, butter, and yeast every day, which is indeed "bitter" in the traditional sense.

Ye Li washes her hair every day after she comes home, otherwise her hair will be covered in a strange, mixed smell.

It's hard to describe the smell, but it's really strange. My hair smells of salty butter, mixed with the fishy smell of eggs and the smell of fermentation.

Although Ye Li was so tired that she was about to fall asleep, she still took a shower despite feeling exhausted.

Ye Li dried herself off, put on a large bathrobe, and came out of the bathroom. She quickly dried her hair and sat down on the sofa.

She didn't dare blow for too long because her wrists were a little sore and her toes were also stinging.

Upon inspection, I discovered that I had several blisters on my feet.

"Oh my god, I'm clearly wearing flat shoes!" Ye Li cursed herself inwardly for becoming so spoiled.

Ye Li quickly treated the blisters on her feet, not daring to pop them, otherwise it would increase her risk of infection.

Even if she really gets infected, what will others think when they see that she, as the deputy team leader, is taking the lead in resting and not working?

Besides blisters, there are also pinch marks and burns on my hands.

My colleagues have long been engaged in clerical and mental work, and they are not skilled at it at all, so after a few days, almost everyone had injuries.

Ye Li couldn't pay much attention to her burns; she didn't have the time, and she hadn't even written her diary entry for today.

Using the same simple method of treating the burn with alcohol, Ye Li sat down at the table and opened her notebook. Despite feeling extremely tired and suffering from the burn, she began writing her daily log, carefully explaining each step she took, her discoveries, and any questions she had.

After finishing writing, Ye Li checked to make sure there were no omissions, closed the notebook, and fell asleep instantly.

……

the other side.

Qin Fen, Zhang Yangwen, and Su Cheng were having a late-night snack in the room.

These two have been exhausted these past few days.

Qin Fen and Zhang Yangwen both developed new perspectives on factory assembly lines.

They originally thought factory work was repetitive and mechanical, but they never expected it to be such physically demanding.

I'm so hungry every night that I have to eat something to fill my stomach before I can fall asleep.

"I don't know how the girls in our team managed to persevere, it's pure heavy physical labor!"

Qin Fen couldn't help but sigh.

He, Zhang Yangwen, and the other young and strong men all complained endlessly, but the women in the team rarely complained about being tired or suffering.

Zhang Yangwen suggested, "Hey? Where's Sister Li? Why don't we call her over for something to eat?"

Su Cheng disagreed: "Forget it, she's probably asleep."

"It's only a little past nine o'clock... Okay, then we won't disturb her rest."

The way Qin Fen and Zhang Yangwen ate was quite interesting. At first, they wolfed down their food, but later they started eating slowly and leisurely.

It wasn't because they were full, but because after eating they still had to write logs, organize work processes, and think about problems.

This is no less than doing a day's physical labor, and then having to run five kilometers on the treadmill when you get home in the evening. So the two of them eat slowly, which can be considered a kind of procrastination.

Su Cheng urged them, "You two hurry up and eat. I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

Qin Fen: ???
Zhang Yangwen: ???

"Cheng-ge, you look tired too!"

"Yeah, I shouldn't be tired!"

Both of them found it strange that Su Cheng could be tired. Every day, he would wear a suit to the factory, walk around the various posts with his hands behind his back, and then go back to the hotel.

It's much more relaxing than my daily work; it's like a vacation.

The only difference between them and ordinary workers is that they can stay in five-star hotels, use mattresses and pillows worth tens of thousands of yuan, and even have high-pressure showers.

But it's no use, I'm still tired.

"Let me tell you, Cheng-ge, I'll probably finish my shower and writing around 1 or 2 AM, and then I have to go to the assembly line again at 8 AM. I only get six hours of sleep a day, and I'm severely sleep-deprived!"

Su Cheng chuckled: "I'm just tired from sleeping, my head is a little fuzzy."

Qin Fen: ???
Zhang Yangwen: ???

"Brother Cheng, I also feel like my head is about to explode. Could you go and ask Team Leader Lin and the others how much longer it will take to finish?"

"Okay, I'll ask about it tomorrow."

"Brother Cheng, look at my arm. Today, I was carrying that big bucket with someone, and it burned my arm. I don't know if it will leave a scar."

Qin Fen rolled up his sleeve, revealing a burn more than ten centimeters long, with dead skin still on it.

"I have one too!"

Zhang Yangwen pulled up his trouser leg, revealing a burn mark about seven or eight centimeters long on the back of his calf.

"Tomorrow I'll be switching to the sterilization station, where I'll be in contact with high-temperature molds even more, and I'll probably get burned again."

Su Cheng felt genuine sympathy for the two men's injuries: "I reckon it'll be over soon; it's been a week already."

"Why don't you get some ice? You can apply it when you get home tonight and put on some medicine."

"Where can I find ice? There's no ice."

Su Cheng found it strange: "Don't we have any in our hotel?"

"No."

Su Cheng: ???
A five-star hotel, how could it not provide them with ice?
“There are ice packs, but not many. They’ve all been used up. I only managed to grab one pack this week,” Qin Fen explained.

Su Cheng was even more puzzled.

What a load of crap.

Why are we still fighting over ice packs?
After hearing their explanations, Su Cheng finally understood.

They have virtually no time to interact with the outside world; this week they've been traveling back and forth by bus between the hotel and the factory.

The factory is in a remote area, passing through a busy city center where you can buy ice everywhere. But you can't just stop the car halfway there and say you need to get out and buy some ice. Your colleagues would probably have to wait a long time, and it would seem like you're being too fussy.

Some people rush back to sleep, others rush back to take a shower; it's not good to let their own needs affect everyone else.

The hotel does provide ice, but in limited quantities, and their demand is high, so you have to fight for it.

Su Cheng never expected that an ice pack would become their need.

"Couldn't you just tell the lobby manager to prepare more?"

"I did tell them, but it was no use. There still aren't that many."

Su Cheng:......

"Should we buy it outside?"

"I got back around 8 or 9 o'clock, and by the time I ate, it was already 10 o'clock. The nearest 7-Eleven is 6 kilometers away, which is a bit far."

"It's fine to go buy food first instead of eating, but the food will definitely be cold when you get back."

"Next time there's a problem like this, just say so earlier. Otherwise, you're just suffering on your own."

Su Cheng was furious. The lobby manager of the Emperor Group Hotel was only at the K5 level within the group.

Most of their joint teams are K6 level or higher, and they are assigned by headquarters, so they have to be treated like royalty.

Is it really that much trouble to prepare more ice packs?

"You guys eat, then go do your work, and get some rest as soon as you're done."

"I'm going to find the lobby manager now. He's so irresponsible, what the hell is he doing?"

If Zhang Yangwen and Qin Fen don't have ice packs, then needless to say, Ye Li definitely won't have any either.

Su Cheng stormed downstairs, where a refined-looking duty manager greeted her with a smile.

Hello, how can I help you?

Su Cheng had a cold expression as he looked at the nameplate on the duty manager's chest: Qi Nuanyang.

"Qi Nuanyang, right?"

"Hello sir, it's me."

"Do you not want to work here anymore?"

Qi Nuanyang stared at Su Cheng in confusion, completely unaware of what he meant.

He had been instructed by his superiors that the group headquarters was sending a team over, who might stay for one or two months, so they were to take good care of them.

Therefore, Qi Nuanyang knew Su Cheng. He knew that Su Cheng was a member of the group and worked in the core department of the group. Su Cheng's position and rank were more than one level higher than his.

The nameplate on Su Cheng's chest clearly reads: K7.

Qi Nuanyang, the lobby manager, was very polite. He wouldn't dare to show any emotion to Su Cheng: "Team Leader Su, what do you mean by that?"

Is there something you're unhappy about with us?

"Please don't be angry. We can communicate about any issues first."

Su Cheng explained the problems they encountered.

After all.

It was just a problem with the provision of ice packs; they didn't do a good job.

"Huh? We didn't hear that you needed ice packs?"

"Our freezers normally store edible ice. If you need any, Team Leader Su, we can deliver them to your room one by one."

Ok?
Su Cheng was also puzzled.

That's different from what Qin Fen and Zhang Yangwen said.

"Besides, Team Leader Su, how much is a dry ice pack worth?"

"One of our hotel's responsibilities is to provide support for the group's field teams on business trips."

Qi Nuanyang was so polite that Su Cheng had nowhere to vent his anger; he couldn't find fault with him.

They didn't say they wouldn't give us ice.

Even if you use edible ice cubes as dry ice, no one will object.

Besides, what opinions could they possibly have?

These things belong to the group, not to them personally. If they want ice, they can just give it to them.

What happened?
Ignoring her own doubts, Su Cheng first gave Qi Nuanyang an order: "From now on, every night at nine o'clock, prepare ten bags of dry ice for rooms 1808, 1401, and 1402 and deliver them to their doorsteps. You don't need to worry about the rest."

"Okay, Team Leader Su, no problem! Do you have any other questions?"

"Nothing."

"Team Leader Su, may I ask what your dissatisfaction was just now?"

Su Cheng quickly realized that he should hold back for now and proceed quietly.

There's definitely something going on behind this!

"I'm so sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now, I'm really sorry." Su Cheng apologized to Qi Nuanyang.

"Um, could you find a place where we can talk about a few things alone?"

"Okay, Team Leader Su, please come this way."

……

The next night.

When Qin Fen and Zhang Yangwen returned to the hotel, they saw a plastic-sealed box at the entrance, which was full of dry ice packs.

Qin Fen touched it; it was still a bit cold, and his fingers stuck to it within a second.

Besides the ice pack, there were also plastic bags next to it containing some medicine.

Needless to say.

This must have been done by Su Cheng.

Cheng Ge is awesome!

18th floor.

Su Cheng personally carried a box containing ice packs and medicine, and tiptoed to Ye Li's room door: 1808.

Su Cheng gently placed the item on the door, knocked heavily on Ye Li's door a few times, and then quickly ran to the fire escape at the end of the corridor and hid there.

It only took a few seconds.

The door was opened.

Ye Li peeked out and looked around, but didn't see anyone in the corridor. However, she noticed the box and plastic bag by the door.

The box was full of dry ice packs.

The plastic bag contained petroleum jelly, sterile gauze, and some other medicines.

It's enough for her to handle everything, from sprained ankles and muscle strains to joint sprains and burns.

Ye Li guessed that Su Cheng had placed it there for her.

She smiled secretly.

Was he afraid she wouldn't want him, so he abandoned her and ran away?

Is Su Cheng hiding somewhere watching her right now?

Anger is anger.

The Cold War is the Cold War.