The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Indeed, when Zhang Yuze answered the phone, Feng Yaohua said that he had signed the transfer agreement of ownership with the boss of Minjiang Group for the Minjiang Hotel. This efficiency was top-notch. The renowned Minjiang Hotel changed hands in such a short evening. If people knew that this was only because of a meal, who knows what they would think.

Zhang Yuze said to the MMs beside him, "Okay, let's go back and finish the rest of the meal! It would be a pity if we didn't finish a Manchu Han Imperial Feast." Hearing Zhang Yuze's words, the MMs who were taking a sauna became curious.

They knew more or less what had happened just now and found it hard to imagine how Zhang Yuze had solved the problem. The MMs looked at each other, their expressions showing surprise.

When Zhang Yuze and the MMs put on their clothes and walked out of the sauna room, the manager outside was standing there, trembling slightly, waiting for Zhang Yuze, with an awkward expression.

Seeing Zhang Yuze come out, he quickly walked up to Zhang Yuze and said, "Sir, I'm really... really sorry..."

"Oh! You didn't do anything wrong to me! You even gave me a free meal. I'm very happy! I got a free meal and drink," Zhang Yuze said, squinting at the manager with a teasing tone.

The manager certainly knew what Zhang Yuze meant, and his expression became even more uneasy. He had just learned that the Minjiang Hotel had changed hands within an hour, and his current boss was the person in front of him.

This almost made him collapse. He now knew who he had offended. Someone who could spend hundreds of millions on a whim to buy the Minjiang Hotel was definitely not someone he could afford to offend.

Although he could find another job if he lost this one, the biggest problem was that he had made too much gray income in this hotel. If the new boss really wanted to settle accounts with him, he would definitely be in big trouble.

He would probably end up in jail. So now he could only submit to Zhang Yuze. Besides, if he could really get Zhang Yuze to keep him, it would be great for him.

Zhang Yuze turned around, looked at the manager, and smiled faintly, "Didn't you want me to leave? What, do you want me to pay?"

Zhang Yuze's words were full of sarcasm, making the manager's old face turn red, and he said awkwardly, "Sir, you're taking it too seriously. I didn't mean that."

"Oh! Did I misunderstand? It seems like that's what you meant," Zhang Yuze said, looking at him with deliberate exaggeration.

(End of this chapter)