Chapter 41: Chief Secretary

Chapter 41 Chief Secretary

"Manager Bei, it's just a small matter, I can handle it." Manager Tang frowned. He is just the lobby manager, while the manager Bei in front of him is the general manager of the club. I don’t know how many people like him manage. His status is It's a few levels lower and lower.

Now that this kind of incident has caused Manager Bei to run into it, I am afraid it will leave a problem in the image of the general manager that he cannot control the situation. Thinking of this, he said with a cold face: "Imitation of our club membership card, when we're big Tang Glory' what is it, today I will send you to education without losing money."

Zhuo Bufan's expression was indifferent, Ye Ziqin frowned his eyebrows worriedly, and the background of Datang's glory was profound. If he really offended the people behind, he would not be pleased in the end.

As for Yao Dafu and Song Yali, as well as Mou Yuexing and other classmates, they all watched indifferently, as if watching a good show.

"Fake a fake membership card, show me." Manager Bei glanced at Zhuo Bufan and said.

Manager Tang hurriedly handed the fake membership card to Manager Bei, "Manager Bei, I know the club membership card very well. I have never seen such a black one. Even if you want to counterfeit it, the methods are a bit too inferior."

Bei Jiecun took the membership card, his eyes didn't blink instantly, his face was very strange, the manager Tang next to him was still chattering, and he didn't notice the change in the elder's face.

"Manager Bei, this kind of person simply doesn't put our Datang glory in the eyes, I think we should..."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Jiecun turned his head, his eyes widened, his gaze seemed to choose someone and eat him, as if he was going to swallow him alive, "Idiot, shut up!"

Manager Tang was stunned on the spot, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Manager Bei, you..."

Where did Bei Jiecun have the time to pay attention to him, he immediately walked respectfully to Zhuo Bufan, as if he saw the emperor's eunuch, flattering: "Sir, I'm sorry, Manager Tang has no eyes, and I don't know that you are honorable."

"It's okay, I just want my wife to hold a class reunion in the box of the Northland scenery." Zhuo Bufan said with his hands behind his back, as if it should be the case.

Bei Jiecun hurriedly made a please gesture, humbly said: "No problem, sir, please inside!"

As for Manager Tang's faceless face, as if he had been drained of energy, now Manager Bei treats this person respectfully as if the old man is present, obviously his status is extremely honorable.

As for Yao Dafu, Song Yali, and Mou Yuexing, their faces are even more ugly than eating shit.

Ye Ziqinqiao's face also showed shock at the same time. Is Zhuo Bufan's membership card real? What about the key at home?

Chen Min frowned, pulled Ye Ziqin's arm, and said suspiciously: "Ye Zi, didn't you say that your husband is useless? How could he have a VIP of Datang Glory."

Ye Ziqin shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Bei Jiecun helped Zhuo Bufan arrange a private box with the scenery of Northland. The box was large and the decoration was very luxurious. The outside was classically decorated, but the inside was very modern and magnificent.

Yao Dafu sat on the sofa depressed and drinking. The manager here didn't even buy his face, but he was respectful of Zhuo Bufan. It wasn't that he slapped him severely.

"Yuexing, didn't you say that he was just a trash, how could there be a VIP of Datang Glory, do you know how shame I was just now?" Yao Dafu took a depressed sip of wine.

Mou Yuexing lay half of her body on Yao Dafu's body, and groaned: "Brother Dafu, people don't know what's going on! It must be the manager who made a mistake, Zhuo Bufan is a useless person, so why have the membership card here!" "

"Wrong?" Yao Dafu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the classmates who had been enthusiastic about him just now, and now they all gathered around Zhuo Bufan to toast and laugh.

Mou Yuexing and Song Yali stared at Ye Ziqin jealously, and there were many classmates around Ye Ziqin who were in love with him, making them very angry.

"Brother Dafu, didn't you say that President Hou was also in the club today? You can just invite him over for a drink." Mou Yuexing said with a circle of eyes.

Yao Dafu groaned: "Mr. Hou is the celebrity next to Mr. Jiang, maybe he will give me a face."

"That's not enough. You can chat with Mr. Hou and let them know who is the most powerful person." Song Yali followed.

...

In the office of the clubhouse, Manager Tang stood there with a face of inexplicable expression, bowed his head, and stopped talking after he tried to speak.

"Old Tang, you go to the finance department to settle your salary today, and you won't use it for work tomorrow!" Bei Jiecun raised his head and glanced at him lightly.

Manager Tang almost sat down on the ground, staring wide-eyed and said, "Manager Bei, I...we have a colleague. I respect you every new year and holidays. Even if you die, you have to let me understand. ?"

"I can tell you from our past feelings that that gentleman's membership card is the top VIP of the Long Family, which can be used for free in the Long Family Industry. The Long Family has given out ten cards in total." Bei Jiecun sighed. Said: "You should know how the relationship between him and the Long Family is?"

When Manager Tang heard this, the last illusion in his heart was disillusioned, and he left the office dejectedly.

...

The class reunion is nothing more than talking about work and emotional life. Ye Ziqin dismissed the fake classmates, took Chen Min to talk some whispers, and inquired about the other party's current life situation.

"Have you returned to Jinzhou this time and found a job? Come to my company if you don't mind." Ye Ziqin took Chen Min's hand on his thigh and said softly.

Chen Min shook his head and sighed, "Thank you for your kindness, but I came back this time because of family affairs. My father is sick and wants me to help in the martial arts gym."

"Well, if you want to work, I hope you can help me." Ye Ziqin said sincerely, pursing his lips.

"Yeah." Chen Min nodded vigorously.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the door of the box. Yao Dafu and Mou Yuexing Song Yali had just gone out, and now they have come in again, but there is a middle-aged man with golden glasses, wearing a black suit, and a deep and elegant temperament. At first glance, it was an old fox who mixed up with a pen in a shopping mall, and his momentum was quite strong. Yao Dafu and others treated him respectfully, and his status was not low.

"Isn't this President Hou?" Someone recognized it, and hurried over to toast with a glass of wine, bending over like grandson Hui: "President Hou, this is Xiao Dai. Last time you came to the branch office to inspect and we met. "

Hou Shengqiu nodded without a trace, and did not speak to him. His attitude was very good, he didn't appear arrogant or lowered his identity. What can your small branch manager tell me?

Just now Yao Dafu went to him and asked him to come over for a drink. He had been in the mall all the year round to observe his words and expressions. He knew that Yao Dafu asked him to come here just because he wanted to keep a face and be in a good mood, so he agreed.

Ready to come over and deal with a few words and leave, other students showed envy and admiration.

"Mr Yao's face is so great that he can always ask for help."

"It's just President Hou, what's so great." Some people who don't know how to do it whispered disdainfully.

"You know what a shit, that's Jiang Beiya's subordinate."

The boy who had just spoken shut his mouth immediately. He was a wage earner with a salary of 5,000 or 6,000 a month, so what caused these heavyweights.

Song Yali and Mou Yuexing left with a smug look on their faces, and looked at Ye Ziqin as if provocatively.

"Mr. Hou, thank you for giving me some face to Yao, I will toast you..." Yao Dafu smiled and picked up the glass, only to find Mr. Hou staring straight at an ordinary young man in the corner of the sofa.

Hou Shengqiu directly pushed him away, strode towards the young man, bowed halfway, and asked cautiously: "Are you Mr. Zhuo?"