Recently, Ren Zhen has always been busy, and even with Ah Niu and Chen Yi, he can rarely say a few words, and basically only occasionally can he take a picture when he eats in the staff canteen.

Therefore, Ah Niu, Chen Yi, Lin Xihui and Gou Changhong can only discuss Ren Zhen in private.

Lin Xi said: "Your work is so easy, why is Ren Zhen so busy?" ”

Gou Changhong said: "Business is not good, the most headache is the sales department, it is estimated that it will be busy." ”

Chen Yi said: "How did I hear that the sales department doesn't want to take too many orders." I don't think any other salesperson is so busy. ”

Ah Niu said: "What do you know? That's because the leader values him, so he will let him do more. Isn't there a food festival like that? I heard that I was busy with that. ”

Everyone nodded sympathetically.

The staff of the entire hotel were a little idle, and only Ren Zhen jumped up and down. Not to mention other people, even Director Ma was a little puzzled.

After thinking about it, Director Ma specially found Ren Zhen today and said seriously: "Although you are the planner of the food festival, you don't need to do everything in person, what can be shared by other colleagues in the sales department." Also, you may not be able to complete the task this month. However, it's not your reason, but some orders we can't take, because the hotel has to focus on training, so well, special cases are dealt with. You don't have to be burdened by performance. He thought that Ren Zhen was worried that he would not be able to cash in on the bet and would be fired by him, so he appeased him.

Ren Zhen just secretly thought it was funny.

Fried boss squid?

Think too much!

The arrangement of the food festival was in full swing, and everyone thought that everything was going well. But less than a week before the start of the food festival, there was a mistake in one link.

One of the chefs hired by the hotel at a high price suddenly fell ill and suffered a stroke and was admitted to the hospital. Stroke patients. Not to mention participating in food festivals, it is a question of whether you can take care of yourself.

But the squirrel fish made by this chef is a major dish.

Chef's photos were printed in flyers and millions of copies were sent. If it is found that there is no such person at all, it will be regarded by the media and the masses as a gimmick for the hotel's publicity, which will affect the reputation of the hotel.

The reputation of the hotel and the face of a man are the same thing.

Men can live without money. But it can't be faceless. A hotel can be without guests, but not a bad reputation.

After hearing the news that the chef was hospitalized, Ren Zhen went to the hospital.

When you get to the hospital. There are only two chefs in the ward, Bao Yipin and his wife.

Bao Yipin was lying on the hospital bed, covered with a tight futon, revealing a face with crooked features.

His gray-haired wife was massaging his legs with a focused expression. The action is full of love.

Ren Zhen walked in slowly. I took the initiative to introduce my identity.

Bao Yipin can no longer communicate normally, Mrs. Bao massaged Bao Yipin's thighs, and said lightly to Ren Zhen: "Thank you for coming to see my husband, but if you are to participate in the food festival, please go back, he can't participate in this way." ”

Ren Zhen said: "I mainly came to see Mr. Bao this time to see if there was anything I could do to help." ”

When Mrs. Bao heard this, she stopped what she was doing and raised her head to look at Ren Zhen. sighed and said, "It's rare that you have this heart, sit down." ”

Before. When Bao Yipin talked about cooperation with the hotel, he had already accepted a deposit of hundreds of thousands of dollars from the hotel. According to the content of the agreement, if the contract is broken, not only will the deposit be returned, but the fine will also be recovered. They have just paid the down payment for a new house, and they can't even afford to pay the deposit, so how can they have so much money to pay the fine? Ren Zhen's tone didn't seem to be here for money, so Mrs. Bao's tone softened.

Ren Zhen did not sit on the stool, but sat down next to the bed, Mrs. Bao saw this, there was a smile on her face, and she said to Ren Zhen: "Xiao Ren, how are the preparations for the food festival?" You're so busy, how can you still have time to come and see our old man? His condition is relatively stable now, but it will take some time to recover, people are like this when they are old, and there is no way to do it when they are old. ”

Ren Zhen said with an embarrassed face: "The food festival is almost ready, but I didn't expect Mr. Bao to fall ill at this time, and the leaders of the hotel were very worried when they heard about it, so they sent me to take a look." ”

Mrs. Bao said: "Yes, this is a natural and man-made disaster, no one expected this to happen." You also saw it, the old man is lying on the bed like this, even if he has this heart, there is no way, can you tell your leader, the money ......"

As soon as Mrs. Bao mentioned the word "money", Bao Yipin seemed to be touched, and her mouth made a vague babbling sound, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Mrs. Bao hurriedly patted Bao Yipin's chest and comforted him softly: "Don't worry about money, I will definitely help us find a way to solve it, Xiao Ren is also here, I will discuss it with him." Don't worry, don't worry......"

Listening to Mrs. Bao's muttering voice, Ren Zhen's heart also felt warm.

Only feelings that have experienced wind and rain will be real feelings.

And such feelings, for immortals, some people may never feel it.

The difference between mortals and immortals lies in this. Immortals do not experience the torment of pain and illness, nor can they experience the love and care given by their lovers and family members when they are vulnerable.

Ren Zhen said: "I came today to discuss this matter with you. ”

Mrs. Bao's tone instantly became cold again: "Why do you still want money?" When my old man agreed to help you with the hotel, it wasn't all for the sake of money. Now that the old man is sick, you are chasing after him to ask for money? Is that what your hotel is all about? Can't we wait until I'm sick to get better? ”

Ren Zhen smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I just don't want you to worry about money, so I'm here to discuss a solution with you. ”

"Is there any other way?"

Ren Zhen nodded and said: "The promotional materials of the hotel have been printed, and the dish of squirrel and osmanthus fish must be cooked by Mr. Bao himself." Otherwise, even if Mr. Bao is really sick, others will not necessarily believe it, but will think that this is a show by the hotel. After all, the media and guests only care about the results, and they don't care about the process. ”

Mrs. Bao said dissatisfiedly: "I understand what you said, but people are sick like this, how can they go?" Is it necessary to carry my old man from the hospital to your hotel? ”

Ren Zhen said: "That's not necessary. I just want to borrow Mr. Bao's name for a use. ”

As he spoke, he secretly held Mr. Bao's hand by helping Bao Yipin fold the quilt. (To be continued......)