Inherit For Three Thousand Years

The voice on the phone was a bit dull, and it sounded like the voice of a middle-aged and elderly person.

"It is certain, it must be fake wine." Pan Xiaoliang replied decisively.

The voice on the phone paused for a moment, "Hanzhou Hotel is the facade of our Hanzhou catering industry. Once it is confirmed that fake wine is sold, the impact will be too great. For the hotel, this is a big deal, but for the hotel For you, it's just a matter of fighting for face. The owner of Hanzhou Hotel has a Kyoto background, because this matter is head-on, there is no need. Which leader of Hanzhou Hotel is dealing with this matter now?"

Pan Xiaoliang didn't expect the background of Hanzhou Hotel to be so profound that even his uncle didn't want to cause this trouble.

His uncle is the deputy head of the city's industrial and commercial orange. If he wants to investigate this matter, it is within his scope of responsibility.

Uncle's meaning was very clear, Pan Xiaoliang didn't say anything more, he did his best after making this call. He has been fascinated since he was a child. Although he is still just a rookie who has just embarked on an official career, he still understands some simple principles.

If the Hanzhou Hotel does not have any deep background, after receiving the report, his uncle instructs his subordinates to check the matter. This is his duty, and no one can say anything.

However, he clearly knew who was standing behind the Hanzhou Hotel, and if he held onto it because of such a trivial matter, it would be equivalent to sending out a signal-he wanted to fight the opponent.

If it is not absolutely necessary, of course his uncle can't do it.

Although Pan Xiaoliang’s mobile phone was not loud, everyone in the room listened with their ears on their ears. The scene was extremely quiet. Everyone heard what his uncle said.

At first, everyone thought that Pan Xiaoliang had found a strong foreign aid and the matter would soon be resolved satisfactorily, but they did not expect this to happen.

Pan Xiaoliang glanced at Gao Yulei, who was standing next to him, and replied, "It is Gao Yulei, the general manager of Hanzhou Hotel, who is handling this matter."

Pan Xiaoliang’s uncle continued: “Then you give him the phone and I’ll say a few words to him. He should give me face, and come down when I have a step. After all, it’s not a big deal. There is no need to make a lot of trouble. Big."

"Mr. Gao, you answer the call. On the other side of the phone is the Deputy Orange Changlan Chengwu of the Municipal Industrial and Commercial Bureau."

Gao Yulei always felt that the voice from the phone was a bit familiar, but he didn't expect it to be the deputy orange Changlan Chengwu of the city's industrial and commercial orange.

He has a good relationship with the top leader of Shigongju Ju, and he has never directly dealt with the vice-chief Lan. The vice-chief Lan was also an old qualification of the city's industrial and commercial orange. If he must support his nephew and hold onto this matter, it would be really troublesome.

Fortunately, the vice-chief Lan was not a fool, he was scrupulous about the identity of their boss. Now that the deputy orange chief Lan is willing to communicate with him, it's easy to say.

Gao Yulei took the phone over, with a smile on his face, and said cordially, "Is it a long orange? This is Gao Yulei of Hanzhou Hotel. Today this is the flood of the Dragon King Temple, and the family is still in conflict. Here, things are not big, I will take care of it, don’t worry if the orange grows."

"Now the young people grow up in a relaxed environment, and they can't bear any grievances. They only consider their own face. I don't know that the overall situation is the most important. Mr. Gao will give them a step down. After all, you are a service enterprise, gentle and gentle. The work style is the most appropriate. Don't you think, Mr. Gao?" Lan Chengwu has always valued this only nephew. Although he can't give his nephew directly, he still has to give the necessary support.

"Please don't worry, Long Lan, I will take care of it." Gao Yulei didn't say much, but said in general terms.

There is a relationship with the boss, this deputy orange is not a threat to him, but more is not as good as less. Just as Lan Chengwu said, he is a catering, as long as it does not harm the interests of the hotel, it is good to make money. certain.

Hanging up the phone and returning the phone to Pan Xiaoliang again, Gao Yulei smiled and said, "It turns out that you are the nephew of Lanju. Why didn't you say it earlier? Lanju's long face, I definitely want to give it to you. , Let’s do it... I’m presenting a bottle of Maotai 30-year-old wine on behalf of the hotel. I wish you a happy and successful alumni gathering. Do you think this is okay?"

The price of a bottle of Maotai 30-year-old wine and the price of a bottle of Latour Castle in 2005 are basically the same on the wine list of Hanzhou Hotel. Gao Yulei’s doing this can be regarded as a disguised way to make up for everyone’s loss. .

At this point, Pan Xiaoliang certainly can't pursue it anymore, and reluctantly said: "Just so, it is not easy for Hanzhou Hotel to achieve its current reputation. I hope Mr. Gao can cherish it."

"That is natural. For us, the reputation of our Hanzhou Hotel is more precious than gold. We have been doing this for so many years, and we will continue to maintain it in the future. Let the guests who come to our hotel enjoy The best food and service has always been our aim." Gao Yulei said without embarrassment.

Seeing everyone on the wine table behaved indifferently, Gao Yulei didn't want to be boring, and finally said: "Moutai 30-year-old wine will be available soon. Please use it slowly. I have something to do, so I won’t be here. ."

After Gao Yulei left, the atmosphere on the wine table was dull, and everyone was not in a good mood.

Although Gao Yulei presented everyone with a bottle of 30-year-old Moutai, it was entirely because of Uncle Pan Xiaoliang's face, and they did not seek justice at all.

This is undoubtedly a failure for the top students of Han University who claim to be elites.

"True tmd aggrieved! We obviously drank fake wine, and we couldn't even find an apology." Yuan Zan hasn't tasted this kind of failure for a long time. He is the most angry of all. .

"Today this incident only illustrates one problem-this society is Chi Luoluo's interest society! We haven't been in the society for a long time, and today's experience is a vivid social practice class."

Qu Feng is the one who adapts to the society the fastest, and this experience made him even more aware of his beliefs.

He stood up, "I'll go out and put some water out, let's continue drinking when we come back."

Qu Feng's drink volume is not very good, but he is very active today, and now he has drunk at least 6 taels of liquor, and he is a little swaying when he walks.

He just walked forward two steps, did not notice a wet trace of tea under his feet, slipped under his feet and completely lost his balance.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, in a panic, his right hand stretched out, originally trying to grasp the wooden frame of the Duobao Pavilion, but he unexpectedly touched the porcelain bottle placed in the Duobao Pavilion on the ground.