Crazy... Zheng Yubai thought about the people he had just seen and felt that they were all well-dressed and none of them looked particularly scary. Zheng Yubai had read some books about the workplace, saying that bosses like to scare new employees to make them obedient. Caoji might have thought so.
"It's no use talking too much. I don't know how long you can work. The pension for this position is quite high. You don't have to worry about your future life." Cao Ji patted Zheng Yubai's shoulder earnestly, "Do your best..."
Cao Ji walked out humming a song. Zheng Yubai turned around and glanced at the thick work manual on the table with a line of words written on the cover.
"A Handbook for Safe Apartment Managers"
Opening the thick manual, there are notes at the front, which explain the usage of various facilities in the safe apartment, such as how to adjust and use the ubiquitous surveillance cameras, how to identify the doorbell used by guests to summon the administrator, etc.
Zheng Yubai first made up for the basics, reading the manual while studying the various facilities in the office, and had a general understanding. After mastering the purpose and usage of these facilities, he turned to the administrator regulations at the back.
Article 1 of the Safe Apartment Manager Regulations: Guests are God, and no matter what the guests ask for, they cannot be refused.
The first item in the manual stumped Zheng Yubai. If the guest wanted to hit him, would he just let him? He was about to ask Caoji about it when the bell in the room rang loudly.
The note on the front of the safety manual said that if the bell rang, it meant that the guests of the apartment needed help, and as the administrator, you had to appear in front of the guests within 30 seconds. Zheng Yubai didn't have time to read it carefully, and rushed out of the office holding the manual, and saw the two men in front of the billiard table looking at him.
"I'm coming, gentlemen. Is there anything I can help you two?" Zheng Yubai ran over and bowed to the two of them as instructed in the manual.
The two men were both wearing shirts and trousers, looking like gentlemen. One was a fat man with big ears and a fat head, and the other was tall and strong with a beard. The fat man glanced at Zheng Yubai and said, "Put the ball..."
Zheng Yubai looked at the pool table in embarrassment. Although he had played billiards before, he didn't know much about advanced sports like snooker. He didn't know what color ball was placed where.
"Hurry up and move it." The fat man said viciously, "You must be new here. The quality of administrators has been getting lower and lower recently."
The bearded man laughed and said, "Nonsense, the high-quality ones are all lying in the hospital, so we can only use this silly boy to make up the numbers. Look at his expression, I'm afraid he can't tell the difference between a red ball and a colored ball."
The two of them laughed wildly, and Zheng Yubai felt angry.
"Gentlemen, I'm just an employee. Today is my first day at work. Please forgive me if I do anything wrong. I can learn from what I don't know, but please don't insult me," said Zheng Yubai.
The two of them were stunned, looked at each other, and burst into laughter. The fat man almost rolled over with laughter: "You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is." As he said that, he swung the pool cue in his hand violently and smashed it down on Zheng Yubai's head.
Zheng Yubai watched the fat man's attack coldly, and when the pool cue was about to hit his head, he twisted his waist, rubbed his feet lightly, and moved his body horizontally. The fat man's attack missed, and the pool cue hit the ground with a bang, breaking.
"This..." The fat man was stunned, staring blankly at the broken cue in his hand, then looked at Zheng Yubai, at a loss. The bearded man who was laughing and watching the fun was also dumbfounded. He raised the pool cue and stabbed at Zheng Yubai like a gun.
"You are too much of a bully..." Zheng Yubai was furious and wanted to teach these two arrogant guys a lesson. But he remembered that the manual said that the guests are God, so he couldn't really fight back and knock the guests to the ground. Fortunately, he had practiced Xingyiquan to a certain level, so he didn't take this kind of flat stab seriously. He didn't dodge or evade, but took a breath into his body and burst out with full strength.
The bearded man's stick hit Zheng Yubai's chest. If an ordinary person was poked, he would probably be in excruciating pain. But when the bearded man's stick went down, he felt his arm go numb, as if it was stuck in a stone. Looking at Zheng Yubai again, he was motionless and his face was normal.
"What amazing kung fu!" someone cheered from the side.
Zheng Yubai turned his head and saw that the man sitting at the bar was giving him a thumbs up, and the woman next to him was clapping.
The fat man and the bearded man saw this and knew that Zheng Yubai was skilled in martial arts and was not someone to be trifled with. The arrogance of the two men was suppressed. Zheng Yubai was thinking about how to solve the problem when the chicken that had just disappeared appeared in front of him as if it had emerged from the ground. It smiled at the fat man and said, "Mr. Hu, the pole you just discounted is a top-quality British product. It costs 4,500 euros. Do you want to pay by card or cash?"
The fat man glared at Zheng Yubai fiercely, took out a credit card and said, "Swipe the card." Then he turned around and walked away angrily.
Picking up the broken pool cue on the ground, Zheng Yubai saw that all the guests were looking at him curiously, and he quickly bowed to them: "My name is Zheng Yubai, and I will be the administrator here from now on. Please take care of me."
The men and women at the bar applauded enthusiastically. The old men on the sofa began to whisper to each other. Then they each took out a piece of paper, wrote something on it, and threw it into a box on the coffee table.
Zheng Yubai scratched his head, turned back to the office, threw away the garbage, and started looking through the manual again.
"Bang" the door was pushed open and Cao Ji walked in. He sat down on the table with a smile and looked at Zheng Yubai.
"Brother Caoji, is there something wrong?" Zheng Yubai thought to himself, was he going to be fired on his first day at work
Cao Ji chuckled and said, "You are quite good at martial arts, kid."
"My skills are just mediocre." Zheng Yubai didn't dare to reveal his true abilities.
"I think you're a good kid. You have skills and know how to be tolerant. Maybe you can do this for a long time." Cao Ji said, "Those idiots spoiled the tempers of these customers before. You're here just in time. You should discipline them and let them know that they can't do whatever they want just because they spend money."
Although Zheng Yubai didn't quite understand the cause and effect of Cao Ji's words, he still nodded frequently.
"Okay, read the manual carefully. I have something to do, so I'll leave first. You must remember that you must meet the guests' requests, but you can have your own management method..." Cao Ji left a meaningful smile and turned away.
Zheng Yubai was not good at studying. When he was in school, he focused on practicing boxing. Fortunately, boxing made his mind clear and his eyes bright, and it was also good for memory. It was perfect for taking exams that required rote memorization. That's how he got into the history department of the university, which required the most memory.
Zheng Yubai was in agony as he held the manual as thick as a brick. He read through the rules one by one, which clearly treated the guests as superiors and the administrators as slaves, and felt very depressed.
"Ring!" The bell rang again.
Zheng Yubai glanced at the corresponding monitor, and the screen turned to the bar. On the screen, the man who had cheered for him just now raised his head and smiled at the camera.
Zheng Yubai had a liking for the man and hurried out the door and headed straight for the bar.
The bar was large, filled with a wide variety of fine wines and drinks, but there was no bartender. The men and women in that group had been drinking by themselves. Seeing Zheng Yubai coming over, the man smiled and said, "Administrator, would you mind having a drink with us?"
The guest’s request cannot be refused... Zheng Yubai thought of the first item in the manual and sat down.
"What would you like to drink?" The man's hand ran across a row of wine bottles.
"Whatever..." Zheng Yubai had never even seen these kinds of wine, let alone drank them. He had only drunk beer with his college classmates before, and this was his first time drinking these colorful foreign wines.
"Whiskey, brandy, vodka, gin, rum, tequila..." The man said a string of liquor names. Zheng Yubai felt dizzy and said hurriedly, "Let's just... let's just vodka."
"Very good, you are a generous person." The man smiled, took out a white bottle, poured a glass for Zheng Yubai, and added a lot of ice cubes.
Zheng Yubai took the wine glass and thanked him repeatedly.
"Cheers!" The man raised the glass in his hand and gave Zheng Yubai a mysterious smile.
"Gulp..." After swallowing the vodka in the cup, Zheng Yubai felt a fire bursting out of his stomach, and his mouth, esophagus and stomach all became hot. The huge alcohol surged up, making his face flush.
"Oh my God, this is..." Zheng Yubai was in agony.
The man laughed: "You don't know how to drink?"
"First time." Zheng Yubai said honestly.
"You'll get used to it." The man held out his hand. "My name is Qiao Weilun, and this is my partner Xue Bingyang."
Zheng Yubai hurriedly shook hands with the man and nodded to Xue Bingyang.
Qiao Weilun was tall and straight, with an extraordinary appearance, and he completely met the standard of a handsome man, while Xue Bingyang was also a beautiful woman. The two of them together gave people the feeling that the man and the woman were a perfect match.
"What kind of Kung Fu did you practice, little brother? You were really good at dodging and blocking just now." Qiao Weilun poured another glass of wine for Zheng Yubai. This time, Zheng Yubai didn't dare to drink it all in one gulp. He took small sips and chatted with Qiao Weilun.
Zheng Yubai only told Qiao Weilun that he had learned some kung fu casually. Fortunately, Qiao Weilun did not ask too many questions, otherwise Zheng Yubai, who was not good at lying, would not be able to cover up his lie.
The two chatted for a while, and Zheng Yubai scratched his head and asked, "Brother Qiao, can I ask you a few questions?"
Qiao Weilun smiled and said, "Just ask."
"It's my first day at work today. I'm not familiar with this place. What on earth is this place?"
"This is a long question. Just drink up the wine in your glass and I'll tell you." Qiao Weilun raised his glass with a smile.
Zheng Yubai drank the remaining half of the vodka in the glass in one gulp. His throat felt hot and his head was a little dizzy. Qiao Weilun said, "Good job, you have the demeanor of a gangster. Just because you are so generous, I will tell you whatever you want to ask."
"Actually, I just want to know what kind of place this is. The guests here seem strange to me." Zheng Yubai was so drunk that he completely forgot that Qiao Xue and the other person sitting opposite him were also guests.
Qiao Weilun was very talkative and told Zheng Yubai about what happened here. (To be continued)