Chapter 15: Punching the Air

Ding Chi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly left the alley and went to the street. Come to a secluded place, take out the piece of cardboard again, and look at it by the street lamp.

This is a beautifully printed business card, the name of the company on it is very bluffing, directly starting with "Eurasia", and the position is also a well-known "chairman". Ding Chi is not interested in these things, what really attracts him is the word "Ren Jing" and the handwritten content.

There is such a business card in the courtyard where Hu Mei once rented, there is no doubt that this "Ren Jing" is a "human spirit". And the handwritten content is precisely the address of residence, how can this not arouse Ding Chi's interest?

"Gold Powder Manor?" Ding Chi used his brain, searching for memories of his past life. After a long while, combing through a lot of information, he remembered that this was a tourist resort, located on the outskirts of the city.

The reason why he thought so hard was not because Ding Chi had a bad memory, but because there were other reasons. In his previous life, Ding Chi was just an ordinary teacher in a small county, and he rarely went in and out of high-consumption places, and when he first went to this manor, the boss had changed people, and his name was no longer "gold powder".

After sorting out the source of the manor, Ding Chi thought about it for a while, found a card phone, checked the manor number first, and then dialed it out.

After several busy lines, a mechanical female voice came: "This is Jinfen Manor Resort Co., Ltd., please dial the extension number, please dial zero to check the number." ”

"Didi", Ding Chi pressed the phone four times, and the earpiece became "beep...... ......" call tone.

No one answered, and it was still the same after two more calls. Ding Chi no longer lingered, but rode his bicycle and got into the vast night.

After returning to the factory, Ding Chi looked through the business card again, and found nothing new. In addition to the handwritten address and room number, the printed content is all imaginary things, just because Ren Jing is not enough to cross Europe and Asia, and the business address of the enterprise is clearly fake, and that place has already been demolished in early 92.

I pinched the business card and thought about it, and a plan appeared in my mind.

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The next day, Ding Chi first arrived in the city by passenger car, and then took a taxi to the outskirts of the city. About 10 kilometers out of the city, the car drove onto the forest road, and after a short time, it stopped in front of a building that was "Gold Powder Manor" on the building sign.

"Sir, please!" the door opened, and the doorman smiled and stood by the door.

Ding Chi straightened his clothes slightly, stepped out of the car, and walked with his head held high. The doorman was smiling and following closely.

At this time, Ding Chi was no longer a student, but changed into another makeup. A crisp navy blue business suit, a glamorous European-style black pointed scalp shoes, a shiny back comb with a big back, and a big toad sunglasses that pull a cool style. Although the outfits are all "borrowed" from his father, there is no sense of disobedience on Ding Chi, coupled with his calm pace and confident look, he is more like the factory director than the old Ding factory director.

This is the year of '92, when most civil servants rode bicycles.

Noticing the style of the visitors, the staff did not dare to slack off, and the greeter went out directly to greet them and led the guests to the reception room. The account manager was even more enthusiastic, serving tea and pouring water, and shouting for warmth.

Without too much interaction, Ding Chi directly explained his intentions: "Our company has a lot of meetings, monthly meetings, quarterly meetings, annual meetings, special meetings, training meetings, etc. Listening to the report of my subordinates, the gold powder manor is okay, so I stopped by to take a look. ”

That's a lot of information. The account manager immediately squatted down, took the relevant information, and introduced the manor to the guests in detail.

Nodding slightly, Ding Chi interrupted the other party: "These are all basic packages, and they must fully meet the requirements, otherwise our company will not consider them at all, and I am more concerned about accommodation now." From the 25th to the 30th of this month, we will have a meeting of more than 500 people, including food, accommodation, and entertainment.

"Yes, absolutely. We have a multi-purpose hall that can accommodate 1,000 people, and there are ...... large and small conference rooms together," the account manager elaborated on the manor's reception capacity, and then took the VIPs to see the scene.

After seeing several important places, and returning to the reception room again, Ding Chi said directly: "At the meeting at the end of this month, there are at least more than 50 top VIPs, and the executive suite and executive double room are all occupied, and more than 260 other rooms are needed. ”

"Deluxe standard, deluxe bed, leisure standard are no problem, most of the executive suite, executive bed can also be. The account manager hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I'm afraid that there is only one administrative suite, please understand." ”

"One, so, 8688, 8666, 8868, 8866, 8668 these rooms must be guaranteed, and the rest of the executive rooms can occupy two less. Ding Chi seemed very generous.

The account manager was full of embarrassment: "No, 8666 can't, that is a long private room, and the guests have already ......"

Sure enough, it was the room number recorded by Hu Mei. Ding Chi was overjoyed in his heart, but his face was covered with frost, and he said, "Then forget it", got up and left.

"Sir, please stay, do you think this will work?" The account manager immediately caught up, patiently explained, and also found the department director.

For the sake of the director's face, under the other party's good words, Ding Chi stayed for the time being, but insisted on occupying the five auspicious rooms.

Came forward to discuss in person to no avail, and the director brought a long-term package agreement: "Sir, a long-term package agreement has been signed at the beginning of this year, and the room must ensure that the other party has priority check-in, and the guests will stay for more than ten days a month." Originally, the agreement could not be presented casually, but in order to show sincerity, this ......"

Ding Chi snorted coldly: "It's not that you live every day, aren't you not here these days?" In this way, the company will compensate him for double, no, triple the room fee according to the number of days, and he won't come to live in those days." ”

"It's not about money, and people aren't bad for money. The director's face was full of embarrassment, and he turned directly to the last page painting, "Ren is always a big entrepreneur, and he is not short of money, so this is not a matter of money." ”

He didn't want to listen to the other party's explanation at all, Ding Chi stared at the copy tightly, staring at the name tightly.

In the end, Ding Chi still did not compromise, but promised to "think about it", and then left the manor by car.

"Who? so hard to talk to?" the director asked, staring at the distant car.

The account manager blushed: "Who? Me, I didn't have time to ask, I only left a ......"

"I didn't have time to ask, how did I have time to leak Mr. Ren's whereabouts? With a fierce glare, the director turned away in a huff.

"Mr. Ren hasn't been there these days. The account manager muttered aggrievedly and continued to stare into the distance.

Looking back at the direction of the manor, Ding Chi secretly gritted his teeth: Ren Jing, Ren Jing, let you be cunning, labor and management will dig you out.

According to Ding Chi's request, the taxi arrived at the foreign trade family area in the city.

Hop out of the car and into the third row of alleys, outside the fifth compound. Looking at the scene in front of him, Ding Chi's fiery mood cooled to the end: it seemed that it was empty again.