What the manager said was a bit interesting.
Leng Yihuang looked at him lightly with his scrutinizing eyes.
For some reason, the manager suddenly felt contemptuous.
He is the nephew of the owner of Yufulou. To be able to open such a hotel as a symbol of status in a place where the rich and powerful gather in Kyoto, his background is definitely not ordinary. Therefore, he has followed him since he was a child, and people have to give him face wherever he goes.
Especially in the past half a month since he became the manager of Yufulou, what level of official has he not seen in Kyoto
But no one has ever dared to look at him with such eyes.
It's like looking at a filthy piece of garbage! !
Very cheap!
The manager was a little annoyed, no one had ever dared to do this to him before.
But he saw that the man in front of him did not seem to be an ordinary person.
So, patiently, I asked politely: "I don't know the identity of this gentleman..."
Leng Yihuang smiled faintly: "It's just a small business."
Hearing that it was for business, the manager's face suddenly changed! He immediately lowered his face.
Facing Leng Yihuang's disdainful eyes again, he seemed to gain confidence.
"What are you looking at! Don't you know the third young master Leng? The grandson of our Mr. President! He is a person at the deputy ministerial level in the government affairs department at a young age, but he has real power in his hands. Don't talk about you today, even if it is Leng Da The young master is here, so you have to return obediently!"
"What are you, and you want to know Third Young Master Leng? Heh, you didn't take your medicine when you went out!"
Leng Yihuang looked at him indifferently, not only did not get angry because of his words, but looked at him with a very puzzled look: "Master Leng is here, so you have to go back obediently?"
The manager looked at the other person's idiot who didn't know anything, raised his chin, and finally found some arrogance.
"Nonsense! Young master Leng is a fart. No matter how rich you are, you are still an ordinary person without real power. What is the third young master? Now he is at the level of a deputy minister. If this were changed to ancient times, a prince who held military power and a prince who did not Which prince with real power has the highest status? Now if you say something about Young Master Leng outside, everyone knows that you are talking about Third Young Master Leng. Who knows who First Young Master Leng is! That's all right, all right, why am I talking so much to a country bumpkin like you? I'm getting out."
The manager waved his hand impatiently, and finally regained his aura.
In front of this man who killed him instantly in terms of appearance, temperament and clothing, the manager felt very proud.
The manager waved his hands to the waiter who was watching Leng Yihuang's nympho: "Hurry up and throw them out. Today, Master Leng is going to entertain his father-in-law and mother-in-law. If you think it's noisy, you all pack up and get out!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked inside with his hands behind his back, ready to go into the kitchen to supervise it himself.
Lin Xiaomi wasn't angry when she was scolded by the manager for a few words just now, but hearing what he said about Leng Yihuang, she was so angry that she was going to explode.
Although once bitten by a dog, he can't bite the dog back, but for this kind of self-righteous dog leg, Lin Xiaomi can't help but teach him a lesson.
She rushed towards the manager, but was dragged back the next second.
"what?"
"Let me go!" Lin Xiaomi's voice was cold and harsh, and every word was full of gunpowder.
Leng Yihuang was amused by her desperate posture, pinched her nose: "I'm pregnant, don't mess around."
Lin Xiaomi's chest heaved violently from anger. She herself was not angry when she was scolded. There was no need to argue with an idiot, but she didn't know why after hearing how cold Yihuang was from him. The other party has no theoretical ideas, and directly wants to use violent means to kill that stupid manager with the sole of his shoe.
But Leng Yihuang reminded her that she's still pregnant!
You really can't mess around.
But what if I can't swallow this breath!
Leng Yihuang stopped Lin Xiaomi but forgot that there was a little guy beside him.
The manager said "Ouch" and covered his head, and there was an egg tart box scattered not far behind him.
It flew out from Leng Junlin's feet.
The little guy's expression was exactly the same as his old man's, and he looked at Shacha as if he was looking at a piece of shit.
Lin Xiaomi burst out laughing, raised his hand and patted the little guy's head: "Son, well done!"
The manager seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and was bullied by a kid today.
"Little bastard, you are fat!"
He kicked the egg tart box out fiercely, and shouted to the security guard: "Are you blind? Did I invite you back to watch a show? Throw these three troublemakers out for me! Teach me a lesson." …”
Before the manager could finish speaking, he was held down by an old employee.
He has worked in Yufulou for eight years, and this is the kind of high-ranking official who has seen all of them.
Because Leng Yihuang didn't often come out to socialize, even if he did come, most of them were with Lin Xiaomi and Leng Junlin, so the old employee didn't think of it for a while, and only felt that Leng Yihuang looked familiar.
But after a few minutes of identification, he has already recognized it.
Those words that were clamored before are unlucky for this stupid manager who is bullying others, so he can ignore them.
But if he really did something to young master Leng, then every employee in Yufulou would be unlucky.
"Manager! Don't get angry, I see how familiar this person looks, it seems to be... seems to be..."
The manager was worried that he had no place to vent, so he kicked the old employee: "Fart if you fart, can he still be the king of heaven!"
"It seems to be Young Master Leng!"
The manager was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he didn't bring it up in one breath, and stuck it in his throat, his face flushed from holding back.
With his hands shaking constantly, he grabbed the old employee and asked tremblingly, "Are you sure you didn't admit the wrong person? You have to look carefully."
"No! It's really Young Master Leng!"
As if confirming his words, I saw Leng Shaoyang's secretary, Chen Jie, running down the stairs in a panic: "Eldest young master! Why are you and your wife here? The third young master is upstairs, please quickly..."
Leng Shaoyang entertained relatives and friends of the Wang family today, which can be regarded as a formal acquaintance with everyone before the wedding.
All relatives and friends knew about Wang Rui's obsession with the young master of the Leng family. During those four years, they all thought that Wang Rui could marry Leng Yihuang, but who knew that they would marry Leng Shaoyang in the blink of an eye.
In order to save face for Father Wang in front of the Wang family, there is absolutely no room for loss today.
Chen Jie originally wanted to come to the kitchen to supervise in person, but when he got to the platform on the second floor, he saw the manager blocking Leng Yihuang with a domineering look. When he heard what the manager said, he almost fainted. He quickly ran down the stairs.
The manager can still be skeptical about what the old employee said, but the person in front of him is Leng Sanshao's secretary, and he will never admit his mistake.
The manager only felt that he had no strength at all, and his legs softened, and he knelt directly on the ground.