He stalked me after amnesia

"Sir, here we are."

The car had already entered the underground parking lot of the hotel, and the valet driver handed over the keys to Shen Chi, carrying his small foldable bicycle and humming "I've made money, I've made money" while bouncing towards the elevator .

Shen Chixin said that this uncle is quite childlike.He went to the dressing room to change his suit, and straightened his cuffs in front of the mirror.

It has been four years since he graduated from university. In this hotel, he has been promoted from waiter to foreman, supervisor, manager, and now to the position of director. He has already mastered emotion management very well.

This is in the service industry, where politeness and etiquette are the most important, and Shen Chi will never allow personal emotions to be brought in front of customers.It is no exaggeration to say that even if he is heart-piercingly sad one second, he can still show a very friendly smile in front of customers the next second.

However, the sadness that Jiang Zhan brought to him can be completely digested in the car, and no more time is needed at all.He won't indulge too much in reminiscing about the past, and Jiang Zhan doesn't deserve it either.

"Director Shen," Shen Chi just stepped into the hotel lobby, and the girl at the front desk hurried over, "A few ladies came to see you just now, and they are waiting in the reception room. Be careful if you see those who are not friendly. "

Shen Chi is very popular in this hotel, not only because of his impeccably handsome face, but also because he can take care of everything and take care of the emotions of everyone around him at any time.The turnover rate of practitioners in the service industry is particularly high, but no subordinate employee has ever been wronged by Shen Chi.

"How long have they been here?"

"Half an hour."

"Okay," Shen Chi walked towards the elevator with long legs, not forgetting to nod to the girl at the front desk, "Thank you."

The pen in the little girl's hand fell to the ground with a "click", and it took a long time before she murmured, "No...thanks."

The reception room was on the top floor, and when the elevator went up to the sixth floor, a boy in his late teens hurried in, almost crashing into Shen Chi's arms.

"Brother Chi, you're here." Cheng Yuhai pulled his fringe bangs, "Did the front desk tell you? There are a few girls coming to see you. There's a big battle, and Mr. Chen personally greeted you." Woolen cloth."

"Say, what's wrong with you? So anxious?" Shen Chi asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Chi, don't speak in such a voice, I feel sorry for myself if I don't bend over like this," Cheng Yuhai's face collapsed, "Mr. Chen asked me to go up to serve tea and water. Something happened on the sixth floor just now. I yelled to come down, and Mr. Chen told me to go back after finishing it."

Thinking of the ladies sitting in the reception room, Cheng Yuhai was in a bad mood: "Brother Chi, you don't know how picky they are. The temperature of the tea is just right, either too hot or too cold. Let the cold dish room They don’t eat the fruit plate brought up, saying they don’t know if it’s fresh or not, so I have to bring it up and cut it now.”

If Cheng Yuhai could grow a small flower on top of his head, it wouldn't be considered withered now, at least it would have to be turned into ashes.

"Thank you." When the top floor arrived, Shen Chi patted Cheng Yuhai's shoulder, "You don't need to go in, just take a rest outside."

"I told you not to use this kind of voice, you'll bend," Cheng Yuhai exaggeratedly covered his heart with both hands, "That's all up to you, Brother Chi! Take them down with your handsome face!"

"What can I do if I am a gay and take down a girl?" Shen Chi smiled, knocked on the door, and entered the reception room.

Sitting on the spacious leather sofa in the reception room were three ladies whom Shen Chi was no stranger to—Jiang Zhan's mother and two older sisters.

"Ms. Jiang, Miss Jiang, come to see me?"

Shen Chi took the teapot to refill the empty cups in front of these people, but Wu Yun blocked it with her hand.

"No need," Wu Yun is over 50 years old, and looks like she is in her [-]s. She opened her fingers and looked at her newly made nails, and only rolled the corner of her eyes to Shen Chi, "Just a few words, finish speaking just go."

"Okay." Shen Chi withdrew his hand and put the teapot back in place.

"Sit down," Wu Yun said in a displeased tone, "I don't like people looking down on me."

Shen Chi didn't have the nerve to say that he didn't intend to wrong him to stand and listen to her.

Wu Yun sat in the middle, Jiang Zhan's eldest sister, Jiang Luoning, and second sister, Jiang Xiangfan, sat on either side, all of them with defiant expressions.

"You and Xiao Zhan are divorced, do you know it well?"

Shen Chi said in his heart, I knew this was the case, and I guessed in my heart what they would say next.

"Well, what happened?"

"Are you ashamed to ask what's wrong?" Jiang Luoning rolled his eyes so much that Shen Chi was worried about her false eyelashes, "If you hadn't been clinging to Ah Zhan so shamelessly, he would have been able to be peaceful. Did he miss these four years? If he didn't delay the time by divorcing you, would he have a car accident? You still have the nerve to talk, do you want to be ashamed? "