The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 363 The Fox Borrows the Tiger's Power and Copying a Cat

In the lobby of Fairfield by Marriott, Yang Tao and Liu Qing shook hands and said goodbye.

As he stepped out through the revolving glass door, Wang Niulang, who was standing to the side, immediately came to greet him.

"Manager Yang, are you leaving already?"

"Correct."

Yang Tao nodded, looking at Wang Niulang who seemed hesitant to speak: "Is there anything else?"

Wang Niulang hurriedly shook his head.

"Regarding Douzi's leave... Xingchi didn't come to work today, so I wanted to say thank you on his behalf."

"A simple thank you is all?"

Yang Tao teased deliberately.

Wang Niulang was stunned for a moment.

Before she could react, Yang Tao burst out laughing.

"Just kidding. You can also pass on a message to Shao Xingchi for me, tell him to do a good job at the hotel... and tell Douzi to treat her well."

"to make."

Wang Niulang immediately nodded.

Just then, Zhang Guangzheng returned after delivering the luggage and saw Wang Niulang and Yang Tao standing together. He immediately went up to greet Yang Tao.

"Manager Yang, we front office staff are really going to miss you this time."

Yang Tao glanced at Zhang Guangzheng.

"Really?"

If Yang Tao hadn't learned from Wang Niulang about Zhang Guangzheng impersonating a hotel lobby manager to pick up girls, she would have always thought Zhang Guangzheng was an honest man.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

"That's not true."

Zhang Guangzheng first glanced back at the lobby, and when he didn't see Sun Guangting, he turned back to Yang Tao and poured out his grievances:
“Manager Yang, I didn’t really appreciate it when you were there, but now that Manager Sun is temporarily filling in for you, I’ve realized how great you were when you were the assistant manager of the lobby… Manager Sun is too strict; you get a scolding for even the slightest mistake.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tao's voice rang out.

"Manager Sun is actually a kind-hearted person with a sharp tongue. Don't be fooled by his strictness; it's all for your own good, especially since the hotel is about to be acquired. You should understand during this extraordinary time."

Wang Niulang's voice followed:

"That's right. If Manager Sun weren't a good person, he wouldn't have agreed to help Douzi take leave."

Zhang Guangzheng didn't say it aloud, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Yes, Sun Guangting asked for leave for Douzi.

But they were all doing it out of respect for Yang Tao.

Now the news has spread throughout the hotel that the owner who acquired the hotel is Yang Muye's mother, and that Yang Tao has an unusual relationship with Yang Muye.

Everyone says that Yang Tao resigned to avoid suspicion, and that she will definitely be parachuted into a senior management position once the hotel acquisition is completed.

When the time comes, she will suddenly become Sun Guangting's boss. Wouldn't Sun Guangting have to curry favor with Yang Tao in advance?
Even if we assume, by all accounts, that everyone is wrong and Yang Tao won't return to the hotel, the relationship between Yang Tao and Yang Muye is still enough for Sun Guangting to do her a favor.

The most unlucky one is yourself.

Yang Tao had previously promised not to expose her lie about impersonating the lobby manager.

Now that Yang Tao has resigned and left, does he expect Sun Guangting to cover for him?
Others may not know, but Zhang Guangzheng genuinely hoped that Yang Tao wouldn't resign.

Just then, a taxi stopped in front of the hotel.

After Wang Niulang opened the car door for the guest, a man got out of the car and hurried into the hotel.

Wang Niulang then opened the car door and invited Yang Tao to get in.

After Yang Tao got in the car, she rolled down the window and waved goodbye to Wang Niulang and Zhang Guangzheng.

The two stood at the hotel entrance, watching the taxi drive away.

After turning his gaze away, Zhang Guangzheng asked Wang Niulang in a low voice:
"Master, do you think Manager Yang will come back?"

Wang Niulang turned around and glanced at Zhang Guangzheng.

"Why would someone who's already resigned come back?"

"But everyone in the hotel says that Manager Yang did it because—"

"Just listen to those words and wait and see. Anyway, Manager Yang is definitely not coming back."

Zhang Guangzheng looked at Wang Niulang in surprise:
"Master, do you know some inside information?"

Wang Niulang said with a mysterious and smug look:

"The secret must not be revealed!"

Zhang Guangzheng felt like he was being scratched by a cat, and he pestered Wang Niulang for a long time before Wang Niulang finally relented.

"Manager Yang resigned to start her own business. Maybe when we see her again in the future, she will have become a big boss."

Zhang Guangzheng had a bewildered expression on his face, as if to say, "Don't try to fool me, I'm not well-educated."

Wang Niulang glanced at Zhang Guangzheng.

"Why, you don't believe it?"

Zhang Guangzheng's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

"No, Master, how do you know about this? Did Manager Yang tell you himself?"

Wang Niulang shook his head.

"It wasn't Manager Yang who said it, but it's no different from what she said herself."

Zhang Guangzheng was speechless for a moment.

Is it fun playing riddles with me?

“Remember when I told you last time that Manager Yang’s college classmate lived in the same alley as me? She also quit her job recently, and then, encouraged by Manager Yang, the two of them decided to start a business together. I heard it’s about developing a unique tourism business, but I didn’t ask what exactly they were doing.”

Even if Sun Xin asked, he would never tell Wang Niulang.

At the beginning of his business, Sun Xin still had this sense of confidentiality.

Sun Xin told Wang Niulang about this so that he could pass the message on to Chu Xiaoyu, thus saving Chu Xiaoyu from constantly trying to find Sun Xin another job.

"Then who will invest in them?"

As soon as he said it, Zhang Guangzheng realized that he had asked a very stupid question.

Yang Tao's startup was definitely funded by Yang Muye.

This unique tourism project should have a lot of potential; otherwise, Yang Tao wouldn't have given up her good job as a hotel lobby manager to start her own business.

I'm so envious. The job I've always dreamed of, I can just quit like that.

Just as Zhang Guangzheng was thinking this, his cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

Just as he was about to grab his phone, Wang Niulang coughed.

"If I answer the phone during work hours, I'll get yelled at by Manager Sun again."

"I'll just glance at who's calling, I won't answer," Zhang Guangzheng said, quickly taking out his phone.

Upon seeing the caller ID on the screen, he was struck dumb, as if by lightning.

Just as Wang Niulang was about to ask what was wrong, Zhang Guangzheng suddenly looked up.

"Master, it's Aunt Liu calling."

Wang Niulang didn't react for a moment.

Which Aunt Liu?

"She is my kind mother."

He was about to answer the phone.

Wang Niulang grabbed Zhang Guangzheng.

"I told you that if Manager Sun saw you making that call, you'd get scolded, and you still answered?"

"Master, can you cover for me for just two minutes? I'll be right there."

As Zhang Guangzheng was speaking, he answered the phone and jogged to the side.

Wang Niulang had no choice but to stay at his post alone.

At the same time, he silently prayed that Sun Guangting wouldn't come out at this moment.

As luck would have it, the glass revolving door next to them suddenly started to spin.

Sun Guangting accompanied a guest staying on the executive floor out of the lobby, where the guest's driver had already driven the car to the door.

Wang Niulang quickly stepped forward and opened the car door for the guest.

After the other person got into the car, Wang Niulang closed the car door again.

After seeing the guests off, Sun Guangting turned around and prepared to return to the hotel.

I had just walked up to the glass revolving door when I suddenly stopped.

He turned around and stared at Wang Niulang.

Where is Zhang Guangzheng?

"he--"

Just as Wang Niulang was about to lie, Zhang Guangzheng was helping the guest carry his luggage upstairs. After finishing his phone call, Zhang Guangzheng hurriedly returned, and Sun Guangting saw him stuffing his phone into his pocket.

Sun Guangting's face instantly darkened.

"Didn't I repeatedly emphasize in the weekly meetings that making or receiving phone calls during work hours is prohibited? Are you ignoring what I said?"

Zhang Guangzheng realized the situation was bad and quickly ran over to try and explain to Sun Guangting.

Sun Guangting raised his hand.

"Stop talking. According to the hotel's rules and regulations, leaving your post without permission during working hours will result in a 200 yuan deduction from your salary. You'll have to make a self-criticism in front of everyone in the department at next week's meeting!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guangzheng's face immediately fell.

He was upset about the self-criticism, but he was really heartbroken about the deduction of his pay.

Just as Wang Niulang was about to speak up to plead for leniency, Sun Guangting glared at him.

"And you, Wang Rui, aren't you Zhang Guangzheng's master? Don't you know the hotel's rules?" Wang Niulang was much more sensible than Zhang Guangzheng and immediately admitted his mistake.

Seeing that Wang Niulang's attitude was fairly sincere, Sun Guangting, who had originally wanted Wang Niulang to also make a self-criticism at the meeting, decided to give him a break.

Zhang Guangzheng, on the other hand, was more unlucky.

Sun Guangting intended to make an example of Zhang Guangzheng, but Zhang Guangzheng ended up walking right into the crossfire.

Seeing that Wang Niulang was secretly giving him a meaningful look, Zhang Guangzheng had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Sun Guangting turned to go back to the hotel when Wang Niulang suddenly called out to him.

"Is something wrong?"

Wang Niulang glanced back at the lobby to make sure there were no customers.

"Manager, may I speak to you in private?"

Sun Guangting looked at Wang Niulang with a suspicious expression.

"You want to plead for your apprentice?"

Wang Niulang vehemently denied it.

Sun Guangting snorted coldly and followed Wang Niulang to the side.

"what's up?"

"Manager, I chatted with Manager Yang for a bit when she left just now."

Star fruit?

Sun Guangting's expression changed.

"What were you talking about?"

I asked Manager Yang if he would come back in the future.

"What did she say?"

"She's not going back. She's preparing to start her own business... I heard that Mr. Yang is the one who invested in it."

A look of surprise flashed across Sun Guangting's eyes.

After confirming that Wang Niulang didn't look like a fraud, Sun Guangting finally spoke:
"You haven't told anyone else about this besides me, have you?"

Wang Niulang shook his head.

"Apart from Zhang Guangzheng, who was standing nearby, who also heard it, no one else said it."

Sun Guangting gave Wang Niulang a deep look.

“Keep an eye on your apprentice… Tell him that if his self-criticism at next week’s meeting satisfies me, his salary can be waived for now.”

Wang Niulang hurriedly expressed his gratitude to Sun Guangting.

Sun Guangting left with the words "This is the last time," and turned to go back to the hotel.

Wang Niulang returned to the doorway and stood there. Zhang Guangzheng immediately came over to ask what the two had just talked about.

"What else can we talk about? I'll plead for you!"

Wang Niulang said irritably.

Zhang Guangzheng was taken aback upon hearing this, and was about to speak—

Wang Niulang's voice continued:

"Manager Sun has agreed not to deduct your salary for now, but you'll have to do a good job with your self-criticism at next week's meeting."

"Master, I——"

"Okay, I won't do this next time."

"Hey!"

Zhang Guangzheng readily agreed.

There weren't many guests coming and going at the hotel at the moment, so Wang Niulang started chatting with Zhang Guangzheng.

"By the way, why did Aunt Liu call you?"

"She said Youen is off tomorrow and asked if I was free. If I was, she suggested I invite Youen out for a meal."

"That's too unfortunate, you have to go to work tomorrow!" Wang Niulang deliberately dragged out his words.

Zhang Guangzheng immediately pleaded, "Master, this concerns my lifelong happiness, you must switch shifts with me tomorrow!"

Wang Niulang snorted.

"Look at you, so full of yourself! Switching shifts is fine, but have you thought about how you're going to introduce your job to them when you ask them out tomorrow?"

Zhang Guangzheng, who was originally overjoyed, immediately looked like a gourd upon hearing this.

"Master, I'm really having a headache over this. Could you give me some advice?"

Wang Niulang immediately distanced himself: "No way, what advice could a doorman like me possibly give to a hotel lobby manager like you?"

Zhang Guangzheng couldn't hold back any longer.

"Master, please don't belittle me."

Wang Niulang snorted again.

How could I dare?

Didn't you choose this yourself? Idol!

"Now you know what it means to reap what you sow, right? If you ask me, you deserve it!"

Wang Niulang scolded him in a tone of disappointment and frustration.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Zhang Guangzheng dared not argue back.

After a while, after seeing off a guest, Zhang Guangzheng couldn't help but ask Wang Niulang about his plea to Sun Guangting.

Upon learning that Wang Niulang had merely borrowed Yang Tao's influence, Sun Guangting retracted his order.

Zhang Guangzheng felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind.

He knew what to say when he saw Zheng Youen tomorrow.

The next day at 5 p.m., Zhang Guangzheng arrived at the restaurant where they had agreed to meet an hour early by taxi.

He originally wanted to rent a suit and dress more formally, but Wang Niulang ruthlessly criticized his idea.

Wearing a suit to a blind date, is it because you're afraid the other person won't know you're a hotel "lobby manager"?
She's a flight attendant; she's seen all kinds of people.

Wearing a suit to a meeting might make people think you're an insurance salesman.

Finally, at Wang Niulang's suggestion, Zhang Guangzheng changed into a set of casual clothes that were reasonably appropriate.

Arriving an hour early is partly to avoid traffic jams and being late, and partly to leave a good impression.

When we arrived at the destination, we realized we were too early.

It's so boring to sit at a table all by myself.

Let's order a drink, but it's too expensive and I can't bring myself to do it.

Finally, around six o'clock, the person in question "arrived late."

—Actually, it wasn't too late; I just barely made it in.

What Zhang Guangzheng really didn't expect was that Zheng Youen didn't come alone.

She also brought a friend who was about the same age and looked like her.

Seeing the two approaching, Zhang Guangzheng quickly stood up.

Upon meeting, Zheng Youen apologized to Zhang Guangzheng:
"Sorry, there was some traffic on the way. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Zhang Guangzheng immediately shook his head.

"No, no, I just arrived too."

Zheng Youen didn't think much of it and pointed to her companion beside her, introducing her as, "This is my colleague, Tong Nana."

Zhang Guangzheng quickly handed over his hand.

"Hello."

Just as the two were shaking hands, Jung Yoo-eun had already sat down, taken the menu from the waiter, and started ordering food on her own.

He ordered five or six dishes in one go, and without asking Zhang Guangzheng's opinion, he handed the menu back to the waiter.

"My mom might not have explained it clearly to you. When I eat with people I don't know well, I usually pay the bill... Don't try to take it from me today. You can treat me next time."

At the same time, he silently added in his mind, "If there is a next time..."

Seeing this, Zhang Guangzheng had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

Taking this opportunity, Tong Nana, who was standing to the side, asked:
"I heard from You'en that Mr. Zhang works in the hotel industry... Which hotel?"

Fairfield Inn Hotel.

As soon as Zhang Guangzheng finished speaking, Zheng Youen suddenly raised his head.

Zhang Guangzheng felt a little uncomfortable under Zheng Youen's gaze and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"I've been to Fairfield by Marriott a few times. Haven't we met before?"

Zhang Guangzheng immediately panicked and pretended to be calm, denying Zheng Youen's statement.

Zheng Youen didn't delve into it, but Tong Nana, who was standing next to her, continued to ask:

"Mr. Zhang, you've become a lobby manager at such a young age. Which university did you graduate from?"

"I'm the assistant manager of the lobby... I went to university in Northeast China, it's not a particularly famous school."

Tong Nana nodded subconsciously.

"That's pretty impressive."

Zhang Guangzheng made a few modest remarks, then changed the subject.

"I got into this hotel by chance, and then just two days ago, I resigned."

what?
Not to mention Tong Nana, even Zheng Youen was a little taken aback when he heard the news.

Zhang Guangzheng shrugged.

“I met a guest at the hotel. He was a very successful internet entrepreneur. I happened to have an idea for a startup about specialty tourism. After talking with him a few times, he encouraged me to start my own business and offered to invest in me.”

(End of this chapter)