magic city maker

Chapter 15 Old Classmates

"There's nothing I can do about it. If anything goes wrong in tomorrow's firefighting performance, that boy named Zhao will really dare to push me out."

In the hotel manager's office, Wang Youcai was standing by the window with his mobile phone, his face full of ferocity.

"You mean I lost my job looking for the firefighters?"

The middle-aged man on the other side of the phone said annoyedly in his voice, "How much effort did I make to arrange tomorrow's fire drill."

"My favor has been pulled down, tell me that your hotel's fire-fighting facilities have been replenished today."

"During their fire drill tomorrow, if they can't find any trouble, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man roared loudly on the phone, and he could even hear the sound of beating the table, which showed that he was really angry.

"This is my mistake..."

Wang Youcai suppressed the irritability in his heart and said a few more words to deal with it before hanging up the phone.

"Zhao Xiaole."

Taking a deep breath, Wang Youcai gritted his teeth and recited the name, his chest filled with rage. He could see clearly today that the little boss, whom he had always regarded as an idiot, was preparing to attack him.

Moreover, the speed of action was simply beyond his imagination. Isn't what Zhao Xiaole did in the past few days just to completely empty him as the hotel manager?
When he was preparing to bring down the Yurun Hotel, Wang Youcai never thought about the consequences of failure. After all, everything the boss Zhao Xiaole showed was too immature. , is a very easy thing to do.

But in just a few days, Zhao Xiaole's changes made him somewhat regretful. In the final analysis, Zhao Xiaole is the owner of the hotel, and he, Wang Youcai, is just the manager. As long as Zhao Xiaole says a word, he, the manager, can make him pack up and leave.

The problem is that he doesn't dare to pack up and leave now. The things he promised to some people before are not half done. This is easy to say, because at the beginning, it may not be possible. To pat the chest to assure.

But he hasn't come to deal with the accounts of the hotel in a hurry. He, Wang Youcai, knows the meaning of Zhao Xiaole's newly recruited financial supervisor. Once the accounts are checked by the financial side, he, Wang Youcai, will really become someone else's kitchen knife. The meat is off.

Zhao Xiaole directly crossed the road and went to the commercial building diagonally opposite the hotel.

Now only the underground floor of the commercial building is open, which is a large supermarket. The above-ground part of the commercial building has not yet opened. Although the overall decoration of the commercial building has been completed, the investment promotion inside has not yet ended.

The first and second floors of the commercial building are full of jewelry, cosmetics, and clothing. The third and fourth floors are food courts, and the fifth floor is a movie theater. This is in line with the current trend, a comprehensive commercial building.

"The location is good."

Zhao Xiaole stopped in the middle of the third floor, muttering softly, as long as there are rented out locations in the commercial building, they are all surrounded by advertising cloth. After all, although the overall decoration of the shopping mall is over, these shops are always It is necessary to have simple decoration by yourself.

And Zhao Xiaole's fancy location is eight or nine hundred square meters, which is bigger than he expected.

In fact, this situation is quite normal. After the mall is completed, some store areas are directly separated, but some locations are a large whole body, which can be divided according to the later investment promotion of the mall.

Obviously, the golden position on the third floor is still reserved. In fact, this is normal. The rent of this position will definitely be slightly higher than the rent of the adjacent position.

Moreover, unless someone directly rents it out, otherwise, if it is only renting a hundred or so square meters, the commercial building will definitely not easily divide up such a large piece of golden space, it will only save it until the end, and then divide it. .

"Zhao Xiaole?"

An exclamation suddenly came from behind Zhao Xiaole.

Zhao Xiaole turned his head, and saw not far away from him, a chubby man with a golden thumb-thick big gold chain on his neck, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a spacious T-shirt, with his arms around him. Surrounded by a group of people, a sexy beauty with a voluptuous figure walked over with a face full of surprise.

"Big Fatty Li?"

Zhao Xiaole was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face. This fat man surrounded by people was his classmate in high school. I don’t know what his family did for a living, but the conditions at home were very good. When he was in high school, I like to show off very much. Judging from the current appearance, I still haven’t gotten rid of this problem of showing off.

"It's really you, Xiaole."

Fatty Li laughed and strode towards Zhao Xiaole with his big belly shaking. Although he was fat, no one dared to call him Dapty Li except his former high school classmates. fat.

"After so many years, you are still so fat."

Zhao Xiaole looked up and down at Big Fat Li, who was staggering over, and laughed. For three years in high school, he and Big Fat Li were in the same class, and for one semester they were at the front and back desks. It can be said that they were related. very good.

However, at that time, the school did not allow mobile phones and the like, so there were very few communication tools. After graduating from high school, even though they were in the same city, the contact between the classmates was also broken.

After so many years, it is indeed a very happy thing to still meet each other and recognize each other. After all, the relationship between classmates is very pure.

"I can't lose weight."

Fatty Li grinned and grinned. If it was at another time, who dared to say that he was fat, he would have turned his back on him a long time ago. That is, now, when Zhao Xiaole, an old classmate, said so, he would be smiling all over his face .

"I was really afraid I was wrong just now."

"Our classmates in high school, we only have contact with those few people, and the rest have not been in contact..."

Fatty Li sighed in front of Zhao Xiaole, his face full of melancholy, although he was fat, but he was not at all forgiving, especially after seeing Zhao Xiaole, an old classmate, he fell into nostalgia.

"Yeah, communication was not so developed at that time..."

Zhao Xiaole nodded, his face full of melancholy and memories. Some classmates could no longer be contacted. This could not be contacted. It might even be the so-called only intersection in life and then no contact at all.

"Don't talk about this, why are you here?"

Fatty Li took a deep breath, and looked at Zhao Xiaole with a smile on his face. Although he usually likes to be sad, he can adjust his mood very quickly. In this moment, he has already started to change the topic.

(End of this chapter)