Fengshan

The direct impact of Zhou's little incident is that the room department has strengthened the education of rules. Every morning during the morning training, Wang Du will come to read the rules and regulations of the room department, especially emphasizing that if you don't want to be imprisoned, you should restrain your greed. To give a few vivid examples, for example, a cleaner in a certain hotel a few years ago was sentenced to ten years in prison for stealing [-] in cash from guests...

The employees listened foolishly, going in one ear and out the other. No matter whether the protagonist was Zhou Xiaoxiao or someone else, it was nothing more than gossip in their spare time.

Wang Du's rhetoric maintained a high degree of consistency every day, and he didn't even change an interjection. If he talked too much, the people below were very annoying, but they could only listen helplessly.

When I was helpless, I remembered it occasionally, and asked Du Yu either cryptically or directly, trying to get more exciting information.

Du Yu really didn't want to accept this sudden attention.

Although some people talked about him behind his back before, but at least he knew how to restrain himself and didn't expose it to the bright side. Now this posture really makes him a little bit unbearable. He can only sigh that with the development of the material level, the people's spiritual needs are indeed Growing...

In addition, the manager is also miserable, with a lot of hair loss, and he has a tendency to move closer to the Mediterranean - he has to be busy reporting to his superiors, busy with self-examination, and has to find time to ponder whether the housekeeping department should Let's make a change...

After thinking about it, I still feel that there are not enough management personnel in the room department after Liu Du left, so I need to find an opportunity to promote a new supervisor.It's just that there are not many reliable staff in the guest room department, only Du Yu is still calm, and Liu Du has praised him a few times, but the time he has been here is too short, only half a year, and others may be dissatisfied if he really helped him...

Unable to pick anyone out, the plan had to be shelved for the time being. The manager sucked in his stomach and prepared to continue meeting with his superiors.

Because he was still thinking about the chores of the housekeeping department, the manager seemed a little absent-minded in front of his superior. The superior asked his assistant to bring in tea, took a sip slowly, and asked him what trouble he had encountered.

The manager thought about making it sound like he was incompetent, but he didn't say that if something happened again in the future, he would be negligent. He hesitated for a while, and euphemistically expressed that he didn't have enough manpower on his side.

The superior continued to drink tea without moving, without saying a word, which made the manager feel a little terrified, wishing to travel back and cover his mouth.

After the manager scolded himself for 2 minutes, the superior finally spoke up: "What do you think is the reason why we are in some departments in the hotel?"

"Every department performs its duties to provide better service to the guests?" the manager replied very officially.

The superior burst out laughing, and almost spit out the tea, "Uh... that's right... Forget it, it doesn't matter."

After a pause, between giving up this piece of wood and continuing to give him some hints, the superior finally chose the latter, "Now you feel that the supervision of the housekeeping department is not enough, and you want to promote an employee, but you are afraid that others will not accept it, so you can think about it further. I thought, the reason for dissatisfaction is just lack of a legitimate reason, if you can add a suitable reason for him, the people below will not have the confidence to dissatisfy."

·

Du Yu met the manager who was hurrying with his bag in the corridor, and hurriedly stood aside to say hello.

The manager stopped, looked at Du Yu with a strange look, and asked him, "Going off work?"

Du Yu: "I don't have any middle class today."

"Come with me." The manager walked forward, and Du Yu could only keep up.

The manager did not go to the duty room, but went straight to a guest room.It is not accurate to say that it is a room. Although it is a room in the hotel, this room is not open to the public. It is specially allocated to the manager to provide him with a place to rest.

This can be regarded as one of the benefits of the hotel. For managers of various departments, two managers have a fixed room, and whoever has something to do and has time to go back can directly rest in the hotel.

Du Yu's heart skipped a beat. He didn't understand what the manager meant. Looking at the back of the manager's slightly bald head from behind, countless guesses flashed through his mind.

In fact, this manager is the real black|social person, who has taken a fancy to his young and fresh kidney.But with so many surveillance cameras in the corridor, he is too blatant...

Tighten the pliers in his hand—Du Yu was going to poke the toilet—at least he feels that he is not unarmed...

Frightened, he followed the manager into the guest room, and the manager closed the door.

There is nothing special in the room, it is an ordinary standard room with some personal items scattered on the table.

The manager sat down on the edge of the bed and signaled to Du Yu that he could sit on the chair. Du Yu touched it carefully and sat down properly.

"Xiao Du, when did you come to the hotel?"

"After a year."

"It's been almost half a year, how do you feel, are you still used to work?"

Du Yu briefly recalled his work content - changing bedding, cleaning the toilet, disinfecting cups... nothing more than simple and mechanically repetitive tasks, whether he or a 50-year-old or [-]-year-old aunt can do it.

Those who are used to it or not really don't know where to start, and the manager's tone sounds so strange, it is subtly similar to the tone of ordinary companies when they are about to fire a squid.

"Um, it's okay...it's pretty good." Du Yu chose a conservative answer.

The manager didn't care what Du Yu said, and said to himself, "Liu Du told me about you several times before he left, saying that you are hardworking and hardworking, unlike other young people who know things as big as sesame seeds. The eccentric spirit is still very high."

"Actually, I don't understand anything..." Du Yu said with some embarrassment.

This sentence came from the heart. He went to prison before graduating from high school. After several years in prison, he came out when he was almost ossified. After that, he went directly to the mountains to farm, passively isolating himself from the world.Whether it is international or domestic forms, or various high-tech knowledge and skills, he knows nothing.

"I heard that you went to high school, why didn't you continue to go to college, there are so many colleges now, even if it's a junior college."

Du Yu was taken aback.

The manager's tone clearly indicated that he didn't know his case history.

The manager only took office in June, and Du Yu arrived at the end of February... Probably the HR department forgot.

Du Yu couldn't figure out the manager's temper, but most people would subconsciously choose to stay away from those who had stains.

Du Yu could understand this, but he couldn't lose this job.

He has been self-isolated for several years, and he finally returned to society. He got this job after several setbacks... Du Yu dare not say that he has devoted himself to cleaning, but his attitude is definitely serious and cherished.

"I was ignorant in high school." Du Yu changed his smile and vaguely brought up the topic.

The manager nodded and expressed his deep understanding. He has seen people who regret it when they grow old. "It doesn't matter if you have been to high school for a few days. Few people in the guest room department have successfully graduated from junior high school. Because of their young age, there is nothing to do. Qualitative."

He smacked his lips, realizing that the topic was getting off track, so he didn't continue.

As one of the "doing nothing" cleaners, Du Yu couldn't comment on anything, so he could only smile dryly.

"Xiao Du, what are your plans for the future?" the manager asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet, let's take it one step at a time." Du Yu smiled.

"That's right, anyway, you are still young, don't worry, let's put it this way, do you still want to work in the hotel?"

Du Yuxin raised it all of a sudden—the manager really wants to fire me? !What did i do wrong? !

"Of course, as long as the hotel still wants me, I must continue to work." Du Yu said hastily.

The manager nodded, but he couldn't see his emotions, "Okay, you work hard, I can see it, go on to work."

Du Yu got up, and when he reached the door, the manager called him again.

"Xiao Du, what do you think is the reason for the different departments in the hotel?" The manager asked suddenly.

Du Yu was stunned, wondering how I would know.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the manager smiled, "Go."

Du Yu: "..."

Okay, you are the superior, you can play whatever you want.

·

At ten o'clock in the evening, Du Yu got off work.

Walking out of the employee aisle, I saw a man standing under a street lamp, with slightly messy but not sloppy hair, wearing a casual sportswear with his hands in his pockets.

Such a dress should be full of youthful looks, but the street lights in the hotel are all energy-saving solar lights, the light is dark white, and the edges and corners are quite sharp when hit on the face.His shadow dragged on the ground, and the reason for the lighting appeared to be a bit double.

Outside the aperture is endless blackness. He is at the core of this world, but he seems unaware or indifferent, making people feel that he is cold and arrogant for no reason.

Du Yu suddenly thought that Chen Xu was like this many years ago.

Qingqing is cold and out of gregarious, always sits in a fixed position, never puts the schoolbag in the table hole, just throws it beside the table leg.Chen Xu is good-looking, well-dressed, and there are many legends about him at work. With such factors together, there should be many people paying attention to him.But he won't chat with others even during class breaks, and reads with headphones on, no matter how hot the chat next to him is.

These memories have been going on for some years, and they are not important old things. Du Yu thought that he should have forgotten them all, but who knew that this moment came to his mind very clearly, as if they had never gone to school after all these years of vicissitudes. , A teenager who is tired of studying and squeezes out time to study.

Returning to the past, now Chen Xu is not some lonely and arrogant young man, he is a tall, rich and handsome man who can win countless hearts even by staying in a hotel.

At this time, this tall, rich and handsome man was standing at the back door of the hotel, obviously waiting for Du Yu, and it was time to get off work, making others guess what kind of Du Yu might be crowned.

"Chen Xu," thinking of this, Du Yu hurried forward, "You came to find me?"

Chen Xu just nodded his head, Du Yu pulled Chen Xu up, "Tell me in the past."

Until completely away from the staff passage, the two came to a secluded corner.

There was only one street lamp lingering to support it, and when the light blurred, Du Yu could clearly distinguish reality from reality.

Du Yu was very satisfied with this place, and waited for Chen Xu to explain why he came here.

"I've been busy these days, so I haven't seen you much." Chen Xu said.

It was true that they hadn't seen each other for a while, Du Yu thought it was because Chen Xu was angry, but after thinking about it carefully, they didn't have to meet each other.

"Have you eaten?" Chen Xu asked.

Du Yu nodded quickly, and was afraid that the light would be too dark for the other party to see clearly, so he added, "Eat."

"Winter melon again?" Chen Xu seemed to laugh lightly.

Du Yu was sure that he and Chen Xu had only eaten together once, and he had no reason to understand his eating habits, so he asked, "How do you know?"

"When you were in high school, you would eat the right dish every day, even for a month without getting tired... If I remember correctly, it was stir-fried pork with green peppers and potatoes?"

The author has something to say: The ten-year sentence for stealing [-] cash is a real case.