Forty has a hurdle

Chapter 29 It's Him

Half an hour later, the door of Wenshan's office was pushed open again, and a person came in from the outside.

"Director, are you still angry? Come here, smoke a cigarette."

The person who came was Lin Feng who had just left. He first put a paper bag in Wenshan's desk familiarly, then took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Wenshan.

Wen Shan watched Lin Feng's actions with cold eyes, and didn't make a sound, but his face softened a lot.

Glancing at the cigarette case that Lin Feng put on the table, Yuxi Zhongzhi is harmonious, yes.

He nodded lightly, and took the cigarette that Lin Feng handed over.

Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly took out a lighter and lit it for Wen Shan.

"Lin Feng, you have to understand that the company's regulations are like this, even I can't violate it at will."

Wen Shan didn't speak slowly until he finished smoking a cigarette.

Lin Feng, who had been standing on the side waiting, his eyes moved, "I understand, I understand, I know, the supervisor is doing it for my own good.

So what, the old tree tea brought by someone from my hometown, you know, I am just a layman, drinking is okay, but I really don’t like drinking tea. "

Lin Feng sighed.

"Hehe, you, you still need to learn more. Drinking tea is also very particular. Let's take this old tree tea as an example first."

When it came to drinking tea, Wen Shan was also interested. He directly took out the tea leaves from the bag that Lin Feng had brought, and began to explain to Lin Feng.

"Well, supervisor, drink slowly, I can't hold back after drinking too much."

Half an hour later, Lin Feng found an excuse and wanted to leave.

Wen Shan didn't speak until he walked to the door.

"Kaba."

Lin Feng unscrewed the door of the office.

"There will be some personnel changes in the hotel recently. There may be a new foreman position on your doorman's side."

Wen Shan, who had been sitting at the tea table without moving, spoke at this time.

"Thank you, supervisor, drink slowly."

When Lin Feng heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He turned around and bowed deeply to Wenshan.

Then turned around gently and closed the door.

The foreman can be regarded as the bottom leader of the hotel.

No, neither is leadership.

It's a foreman.

But even if you are a foreman, as long as you can really become a foreman, it means that you have already entered the eyes of the hotel's senior management.

In the future, not only will the wages and benefits be improved, but the key is that there will be room for improvement in the future.

On the way back, Lin Feng whistled all the way.

The disturbing things that happened in the morning with Zhao Hongming had already been thrown out of the blue.
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In front of the hotel, Zhao Hongming still served the guests with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

"Old Zhao Linfeng is just like that. He's used to doing whatever he wants. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Xiaowei still decided to persuade Zhao Hongming.

"Huh? Means, he has been in such a situation before?"

Zhao Hongming heard the implication from Jiang Xiaowei's words.

"It's not often. Lin Feng likes to watch football games. Sometimes, he often doesn't go home after get off work and watches football in the lounge. For watching football, beer, melon seeds and the like are necessary, so..."

"Watching the game and drinking, I can understand, but the lounge is not his alone, it is everyone's public resting space, if you make a mess, you have to clean it up.

It doesn't make sense because you want everyone to suffer with you because you like it alone. "

Zhao Hongming didn't have to raise the bed either.

He scoffed at Lin Feng's behavior of destroying public space.

"That's right, the lounge is basically cleaned by the rest of us, and Lin Feng hasn't even touched it." Jiang Xiaowei deeply agreed.

"By the way, are you just so used to him?" Zhao Hongming was a little puzzled.

Jiang Xiaowei whispered: "He has a very good relationship with Director Wen."

The conversation stopped here, and there happened to be a guest arriving at the store, and Jiang Xiaowei took the guest to go through the accommodation procedures.

Only the thoughtful Zhao Hongming was left standing outside the door.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, there are still two hours before the shift.

"Old Zhao, go and take a look around, I think you can't stand anymore."

Jiang Xiaowei said with a grin.

It's been several days since Lao Zhao is still not used to this job.

Seeing him stretching his legs and raising his hands in place, Jiang Xiaowei thought it was funny.

"Okay, I'll take a turn."

Zhao Hongming knew that Jiang Xiaowei was making excuses for himself to move around, so he readily agreed.

After entering the lobby, I greeted the front desk, signed a signature, and walked to the library.

At this time, most of the guests staying in the hotel have returned to the guest rooms.

Although the library is marked open 24 hours a day, who would come to read books and newspapers in the middle of the night?
Besides, I came here to play, not to read books.

Therefore, generally at this time, basically no one will be inside.

Sure enough, when Zhao Hongming walked to the library, it was already empty.

Only books were basically scattered on the table.

Zhao Hongming pouted, walked inside and started tidying up.

Put the books on the shelf one by one, and move the chair back to the desk.

"Huh? Someone left something behind."

Just as he was moving the chairs, he found a black handbag on one of the chairs.

Just when he was about to reach for the handbag, Zhao Hongming paused again, and called Jiang Xiaowei over through the walkie-talkie.

"Okay, I'm starting to shoot, Xiaowei, go and open the bag to see if there is the owner's ID card or something inside."

After Jiang Xiaowei arrived, Zhao Hongming took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures.

"Hiss, a lot of money!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaowei opened the handbag, he was shocked.

I saw a bag of red banknotes slowly flowing inside.

"This must be 10,000+?" Jiang Xiaowei's voice was trembling, but also a little unexpected.

These days, people prefer to use electronic payments, and few people go out with so much cash.

"Xiaowei, you call Director Wen and ask him to come over and adjust the monitoring. He must have panicked after losing so much money."

Zhao Hongming glanced at the camera installed at the entrance of the library, and immediately made a decision.

I don't know when the money was put here.

There are very few people here in the library, as long as the monitoring is adjusted, the owner can be found immediately.

After receiving the call, Wen Shan hurried over, and took Zhao Hongming and Jiang Xiaowei to the monitoring room to retrieve the monitoring.

While several people were watching the surveillance, a call came from the front desk, saying that the owner had come.

Several people hurried to the front desk again.

I saw a 50-year-old man wandering in the hall sweating profusely, rubbing his hands together.

"it's him."

At the first sight of the man, Jiang Xiaowei immediately recognized that this man was the one seen in the surveillance, carrying a bag into the library.

(End of this chapter)