Female CEO's Ace Soldier King

In the evening, the lights begin to shine.

In Jiangning County, many restaurants on Linyuan road are full of guests, but there is no one in Mengyuan hotel.

Disheartened Shen Mengyuan grabs a pink handbag on her desk and is about to go out. A young man with sharp edges and bronze skin suddenly strides into her office.

Shen Mengyuan is slightly stunned, and soon shoots a pair of scanning eyes at the man.

The man is about 1.75 meters tall, cuntou, Guozi face. His face is very clean and has no beard; He wore a white cotton T-shirt on his upper body and a pair of grey jeans on his lower body. As for the shoes, they were a pair of old-fashioned Beijing cloth shoes.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, I heard you are recruiting a secret?" After Ma Minghui entered the door, he sat down on a long wooden chair on the right side of the door. His legs curled up and the Zippo lighter cover swung. The filter cigarette that had just been put into the corner of his mouth had already ignited curls of white smoke; He looked at the tall and beautiful woman two meters away and thought: I didn't expect Shen Mengyuan to be more beautiful than in the photo! Of course, compared with Ye Qingcheng, it's still a little worse.

"I'm looking for the lobby manager!"

"Are you here to be funny or to apply for a job?"

Shen Mengyuan dropped her handbag and stood at her desk with her arms around her chest, staring at Ma Minghui, who was not very serious.

Ma Minghui laughs to ease the atmosphere in the room, "Yuanyuan, don't be afraid - just think I'm here to apply."

"Did you do that?" Shen Mengyuan drank it in a deep voice, then stared at Ma Minghui and asked, "where did you see the recruitment information? Didn't you see a bracket with the word" female "behind the hall manager? Are you standing or squatting? Besides, we are not familiar at all. You can't call me Yuanyuan - no, even if you are familiar with me, you can't call me that! "

Thinking of her brother Shen Menglong's special name for herself, Shen Mengyuan gnashes her teeth in anger.

"So many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?" Ma Minghui continued to smile innocently.

Shen Mengyuan is still a pig liver color, "in order to!"

"Well, first of all - I saw your recruitment information online and outside the store. Second, if you want to know how I pee, why don't you come into the bathroom with me?"

"Hooligans - shameless!" Shen Mengyuan suddenly reaches out a hand and claps the desk into a mountain sound.

Ma Minghui laughed again, revealing a row of neat teeth, "who said I have no teeth - don't I have a very good tooth?"

"You --"

Faced with such a masterpiece, Shen Mengyuan was at a loss.

Ma Minghui said with a smile, "what's the matter with me? I also want to ask, why do you have to hire a woman to recruit a hall manager? Can only women attract customers? "

"You're right - look at the lobby managers of those good hotels across the street. Which one is not as beautiful as a flower?"

Recently, the business of Mengyuan hotel is going from bad to worse, while the business of several restaurants across the street is in full swing. Shen Mengyuan thinks that the fundamental reason for this huge difference lies in that she doesn't have a beautiful manager who can not only manage business but also attract customers. So she posted notices on the Internet and at the door of the hotel to recruit female hall managers; Looking at the time has passed a week, to apply for many people, but meet the requirements of the people have not found!

Shen Mengyuan is that urgent!

"Yanyan, you probably didn't make it clear. You run a restaurant, and the customers come to eat, not to see the vases!" Ma Minghui vomited a cigarette ring and replied with disapproval.

"You are quite reasonable, but I have special requirements for recruiting this hall manager - do you know kung fu?" Shen Mengyuan turned her eyes and asked coldly.

"I'm good at all kinds of Kung Fu. Of course, I'm the best at it!" Ma Minghui pinched out the filter, flicked his finger and flew it directly into the garbage can under the computer desk.

"You can go away!" Shen Mengyuan naturally knew what that side meant, and she was angry again immediately.

"Can we get off work, boss?"

Just then, two men and two women came to the door of the office and looked eagerly at the angry Shen Mengyuan. They were the chef, the drummer, the dishwasher and the waiter; These guys, the wind is blowing down from work to work, but when it's time to get off work, it's like dogs can't catch up with them, and they are all in high spirits.

"You're off work at seven? Is this still a hotel? " Ma Minghui looked at the watch of his left hand, showing his face of strangeness.

The four employees who had ignored Ma Minghui's existence didn't reply, but they cast cold eyes at him at the same time.

If the eyes can kill people, they must break the boy to pieces!

"Wait a minute! I have something to tell you. "

After capturing the expressions on the four faces, Shen Mengyuan suddenly said to Ma Minghui with a smile, "if you are really here to apply, you should wait for me in the staff lounge next door for a minute, and I will tell you after I finish talking with them!"

"Don't say a minute, I'll wait an hour!"

Ma Minghui didn't even think about it. He agreed.

When people saw the boy walk out of the boss's office, they all looked at him with disdain. They even sneered in their hearts and said: this ghost still wants to be the hall manager, which makes people laugh. What's more funny is that the restaurant is going to close down. I wonder if he can get a month's salary?

"Did you see that guy just now? Knock him down and I'll give you a hundred yuan bonus each! Of course - who can beat him alone? The 400 yuan is his! "

When Ma Minghui came out of her sight, Shen Mengyuan quickly felt four red old men's heads out of her handbag and took them to the four employees. Although the money was painful, she felt it was necessary to take it out in order to test what Ma Minghui said about "seventy-two ways of Kung Fu".

"Mr. Shen, can you copy this guy?"

The fat cook's eyes narrowed in a straight line when he heard that he had money to take.

"Of course, as long as you don't kill him!"

Shen Mengyuan nodded, and the four ran out like a gust of wind, either with brooms or rolling pins in their hands.

"Wow, are you here to line up and welcome me to your team? Don't make it so grand? I'm flattered by you Ma Minghui saw that the four people suddenly came to him with a copy of the guy, but there was no panic on his face; In fact, he had heard the conversation between Shen Mengyuan and the four people for a long time. The reason why he didn't run away was that he thought it was easy to bring down these people.

"Cut the crap!"

Shen Mengyuan holds her chest in both hands and stands at the door of the staff lounge with a cold smile. She opposes Ma Minghui in the middle of the room and says, "I'll give you ten minutes. If you can knock them all down, you'll come here at nine tomorrow morning."

"Ten minutes? You think of them as characters

Ma Minghui sneers, and his fists suddenly attack the fat cook. Before people can see the essence of this move, the fat cook has covered his stomach with his hands and fell to the ground heavily.

"It's your turn!"

Looking at the Dunzi worker with a rolling pin, Ma Minghui dashed up, quickly swung his legs and swept sideways. With a "Dong", the poor guy suddenly flew to the corner like a broken kite and fell to the ground.

Nima, from his speech to his hand, he knocked down two people in ten seconds at most!

It's horrible, isn't it?

Shen Mengyuan is now afraid.

"You two, do you want me to do it?"

Ma Minghui walked up to two weak female employees and asked again with a smile.

Seeing that the two men who were knocked down by Ma Minghui were still screaming and didn't get up from the ground, the two women workers shook their heads and exclaimed, "no more fighting!"

"Shall we pour ourselves down?"

Having said that, the two women workers really lost their brooms and went to sleep on the ground.

Shen Mengyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Ma Minghui pushed Shen Mengyuan to the corner with a leisurely face, stretched out his hand to do the wall thumping, and asked, "xiaoyuanyuan, is my kung fu good? Can I go straight to work tomorrow? "

"You - what's your name?"

Shen Mengyuan felt the strong breath of the man in front of her and couldn't help but ask.

Ma Minghui glanced down, looked at the nearby chest and said with a secret smile, "my brother's name is Ma Minghui! Brother pony's horse, bright Ming, ten thousand brilliant Hui, you must remember in your life

"Ma - Ma Minghui? Good. You, can you let me go to the bathroom first! I'll come out and answer you later? "

"Yes, go ahead, I'll wait for you --" Ma Minghui heard Shen Mengyuan's shortness of breath and knew that she was scared, so he gave a smile and made way.

Shen Mengyuan ran to the next door on her high heels.

Ma Minghui saw the girl open the door of the next room, but he didn't come out after 20 minutes. He asked the middle-aged dishwasher with an apron, "are you constipated, squatting in the toilet for so long?"