I have a seaside five-star hotel

Chapter 172 What bad thoughts can an assistant have?

As soon as these words came out, Lian Mianhou and Song Mishan suddenly became embarrassed.

indeed,

It's not about buying a house. It's really useless to talk about whether the layout is good or not.

Song Mishan took the initiative to open the file on the desktop, and said:

"The other areas of this hotel are not very different from other hotels to be honest, and there is nothing special about them."

"But his deep-sea theme is particularly good."

When the word "special" was mentioned, Song Mishan paused emphatically, and continued:
"The deep-sea suites and deep-sea restaurant in this hotel, whether it's the sea view, fish, lighting or room layout, are all top-notch configurations I've ever seen,"

"Although I've stayed in an underwater-themed hotel before, compared with the Langye Hotel, I can only say that those are low-end versions."

Song Mishan spoke truthfully.

While listening, Kou Cen flipped through the pictures and information of the Langye Hotel, his eyes changed slightly.

Song Mishan has traveled all over the world with him for so many years, and he has stayed in good hotels and eaten in countless good restaurants.

Even he can say that,
It seems that this hotel is really okay.

"What do you think?" Kou Cen turned to Lian Mianhou and asked.

"The environment of the hotel is very good, and the atmosphere is also good. It's just that I'm worried that it won't be easy when negotiating the price."

Lian Mianhou expressed his thoughts.

As an outreach producer, his main job is to be in charge of liaising with the venue, coordinating the forces of all parties,

So his more important task, besides looking at the venue, is also responsible for communicating with the opponent.

And Wen Zifan and the whole hotel gave him the feeling,

Although warm and polite,

But it is limited to enthusiasm and politeness,

There is no other superfluous attitude,

This made him feel that it might not be convenient for him to discuss business in the end.

"Don't worry about such small things, what I want is a good scene."

Kou Cen waved his right hand,
He didn't take Lian Mianhou's anxiety to heart at all.

This time the producer came with a big investment,
The money for renting a hotel is simply ignored.

The market feedback after launch is what they really value.

Kou Cen said, "The hotel will be decided after the other people come back."

"I also inform everyone to hold a meeting at 2:00 this afternoon, meet and finalize the candidates for the hero and heroine."

"Okay, Director Kou."

……

A few days later,

"Okay, thank you for choosing our hotel."

"I'll tell our boss right away."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zifan took a deep breath,

Just now,

The crew of "Mr. Sweetheart" called and wanted to rent a hotel venue to shoot a TV series.

"I've never seen a TV series filmed live!"

A flash of excitement flashed in Wen Zifan's eyes, he picked up the notebook in his hand, and looked for the place where Boss Chen appeared.

The first stop, the boss's office, is not there.

The second stop, the coffee table in the lobby, is not there.

The third stop, Deep Sea Restaurant, is not there.

Wen Zifan rolled his eyes helplessly.

This boss is completely different from other bosses. He doesn't have a fixed place every day, so he knows how to wander around in the hotel.
at last,

After experiencing swimming pools, bars, children's playgrounds, and fitness venues,

On the distant beach, Wen Zifan saw Chen Jianhai, who was shirtless, wearing a pair of swimming trunks, lying on a coconut umbrella wooden bed, and wearing sunglasses.

At this moment,

do not know why,
Wen Zifan, who was covered in sweat, wanted to strangle this lazy man to death.

Change the high heels and stockings,

Wen Zifan stepped on the beach, walked to Chen Jianhai's side against the scorching sun, and said:

"Boss, I have something to report to you."

Ok?
Chen Jianhai was lying on the beach and dozed off, lazily drowsy,
Suddenly heard Wen Zifan's voice,
He was so scared that he subconsciously pulled the towel next to him to cover his boobs,
Somewhat cramped, he half sat up and said:

"what's up?"

Seeing this, Wen Zifan silently rolled his eyes,
open the way;

"Boss, "Mr. Sweetheart" just got a call and wants to rent our hotel's underwater suite, deep-sea restaurant and garden as a shooting location,"

"The rental fee is 10 a day,"

"According to the needs, the actors of the crew may also stay in the hotel, and the cost of the stay will be calculated separately."

Chen Jianhai stood up calmly,
Wrapped in a bathrobe against the high temperature, he frowned and asked:
"Are you sure about the director and producer of this crew?"

"determine."

Wen Zifan said.

"I checked their project proposal and approval notice online, and the producer and production unit are fine."

Chen Jianhai thought for a while, and said:

"The price of [-] per day is also acceptable, and the hotel can accept it."

"Okay boss, I'll reply to them."

Wen Zifan finished his business and was about to leave, but seeing Chen Jianhai's flushed face,
A smirk flashed in her eyes.

"By the way, boss, there is one more thing."

Wen Zifan spoke suddenly, with hesitation in his eyes.

"what's up?"

There was obvious anxiety in Chen Jianhai's voice.

At this time, his head was steaming hot, and big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead down his chin. He really wanted to take off his bathrobe and go into the sea to cool off.

But the female employee reports work in front of her,

He is also not good at revealing his breasts. He only wears a pair of swimming trunks to communicate with each other. He always has to give himself some dignity as a boss.
So I can only grit my teeth and endure it.

"Let me think about it... what is it?"

There was a thoughtful look in Wen Zifan's eyes, as if the words were on his lips but he just couldn't remember them.

Chen Jianhai was able to wait patiently at first,
But as the full 2 ​​minutes passed,

Chen Jianhai's face was already flushed with heat, and his right hand loosened the neckline of his bathrobe from time to time,

The whole body is like washing with water,
Beads of sweat trickled down.

Wen Zifan saw that Chen Jianhai's patience had reached its limit, and if he had to wait any longer, he would faint from heatstroke,

Only then did he tap his head lightly, and with a look of sudden realization, he opened his mouth and said:

"It seems that there is nothing wrong, boss, I will go back to work first."

finished,

Wen Zifan tilted his head slightly, and smiled mischievously at Chen Jianhai,
He twisted his body and walked towards the hotel.

in the sun,
Wen Zifan's red flip-flops with thin straps stepped on the beach, digging up a handful of golden sand with every step,

Puff puff puff,
Like a miniature backhoe, with a hint of naughtiness and teasing.

Seeing that Wen Zifan just turned around,

Without saying a word, Chen Jianhai took off his bathrobe and threw himself into the sea with a "gudong".

The cool sea water instantly took away the heat from the skin and washed away the sweat on the body.

"Why didn't I find a male assistant back then!!!"

Chen Jianhai patted the surface of the sea angrily.

"If I find a male assistant, let alone wearing swimming trunks to talk about work,"

"Even in the sauna room, the old man can face it calmly!"

I lowered my head and swam around twice,
Suddenly Chen Jianhai got out of the sea with a puzzled expression on his face!

its not right,
That girl is a clever ghost, she writes down everything and schedules in the notebook, each item is very detailed,
How could she have something she couldn't remember? !
Thinking of this, Chen Jianhai's expression gradually became ferocious,

"She did it on purpose!"

(End of this chapter)