It's Your Industry

They dawdled until after 8 a. m. before finally leaving the hotel.

"I'll take you to the company now. It's okay if it's a little late, right?" Zhang Yang nodded to the managers who greeted him while glancing at Wen Ting beside him.

"It's alright, it's alright, a little later is fine." Wen Ting quickly waved her slender, fair hand gently. "Um, Mr. Zhang, this hotel... you..."

She asked hesitantly in a low, curious voice.

"This... guess?" Zhang Yang laughed immediately.

Wen Ting's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she recalled the respectful demeanor of the managers, and an unbelievable thought flashed through her mind.

"Wow, your business is... that big!"

She was amazed, yet felt it was only natural.

Someone who can casually spend hundreds of millions to buy a luxury mansion in Peach Blossom Spring must have substantial assets to back them up.

Looking back on last night and this morning, I cherish the brief time I spent with such a perfect male god.

Wen Ting's eyes momentarily blurred with tears.

Zhang Yang smiled, put his arm around Wen Ting's slender waist, and walked out of the hotel lobby, preparing to drive her home.

He could have simply had the hotel provide a limousine to take Wen Ting home instead of going himself. However, since he had nothing else to do at the moment, and Wen Ting had behaved quite well, it would feel somewhat heartless of him not to take her home himself.

There's absolutely no need to do that.

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Around 9 a. m., at the Peach Blossom Spring sales office.

Zhang Yang parked his car at the entrance and let Wen Ting get out.

"Wen Ting, why are you only arriving now... Ah? It's Mr. Zhang!" Inside the sales office, a woman who looked like a manager came out, about to scold him, but then she immediately saw Zhang Yang.

Mr. Zhang just bought the largest of the two remaining traditional Chinese courtyard houses yesterday.

Mr. Zhang spent 130 million yuan in one go.

Instantly, her expression softened, and her face broke into a smile.

"Oh, I met with Wen Ting this morning to talk about the house. How come... is Wen Ting late?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

"No, no." The woman quickly waved her hand in denial, then looked at Wen Ting with a friendly expression.

"Xiao Wen, you should have said earlier that you were with Mr. Zhang."

"I... I was just about to say that," Wen Ting said softly, then turned to Zhang Yang. "Mr. Zhang, then I'll head to the company now. Please contact me if you need anything."

She made a subtle gesture as if she were making a phone call.

Zhang Yang hummed in agreement twice, feeling quite pleased with this young Wen.

It wasn't just her gentle and tender demeanor last night and this morning, but also her sense of propriety.

Logically speaking, such a luxury residential project would surely have many high-end decoration companies cooperating with it, and the benefits of introducing a single deal would be immeasurable. However, Xiao Wen didn't mention it at all.

To be honest, if Wen Ting really introduced a renovation company, he might look into it out of politeness, but the chances of him ultimately adopting it would be slim.

The mansion, worth 130 million yuan, occupies six acres of land and has an interior area of over 1,000 square meters above and below ground. Moreover, it features a very expensive Chinese-style decoration, so the budget must be at least tens of millions of yuan.

How could he just pick any renovation company to do it?

Money is secondary; the most important thing is the effect. If you don't have the ability, the effect you produce will be unsatisfactory—isn't that just nonsense?

As for which company to choose, he already had an idea in mind.

"Yu Kaili, come to my office when you have some free time this morning." On his way back, Zhang Yang called Yu Kaili.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang. By the way, I was just about to report to you about the personnel arrangements." Yu Kaili's voice still carried a hint of unease and caution.

"Okay, you can report it all together later." Zhang Yang put down the phone, shook his head and smiled, thinking it was appropriate to give Yu Kaili a little sweet treat again.

Otherwise, it would dampen her enthusiasm for work.

Around 10 a. m., Zhang Yang waited for Yu Kaili in his office.

"Mr. Zhang, this is a preliminary list of personnel changes I've compiled. Please take a look." Yu Kaili carefully handed over the list as soon as possible.

Zhang Yang flipped through it and asked Yu Kaili to explain the details.

"The biggest changes are in the marketing department. I've revised the performance evaluation system and plan to encourage some people to take initiative..." Yu Kaili said.

"Well, you can handle it as you see fit. There's no need to make it too ugly. Optimize what needs to be optimized, pay the compensation that needs to be paid, and if there's anything else, please continue," Zhang Yang nodded and said.

"In addition, the finance director and the HR director have both submitted their resignations..." Yu Kaili continued her report.

Zhang Yang nodded, not surprised at all.

It would be normal to resign voluntarily. These departments are the most important, and they are definitely full of the former boss's confidants. I definitely wouldn't keep them.

As for how many more people need to be cleared out, let's take it slow and gradually replace them all with our own people.

"How long will it take for the new candidate to arrive?"

"Within a week..." Yu Kaili said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you." Zhang Yang nodded and closed the personnel list in his hand. "Oh, right, there's one more thing I need you to do."

"Mr. Zhang, what are your orders?" Yu Kaili said immediately without hesitation.

"Actually, it's a personal matter. I'd like to ask you, which design firm is in charge of the interior design of our hotel?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

"Mr. Zhang, we hired Hong Kong Cheng Chung Design for our hotel's interior design," Yu Kaili blurted out without hesitation. "Mr. Zhang, please don't hesitate to ask if there's anything I can do for you."

"I just bought a house in Peach Blossom Spring, Hangzhou, and I'm planning to renovate it. I really like the interior design of your hotel, so I wanted to ask you for advice," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Yu Kaili instantly understood.

As a subordinate, what is the highest level of trust your boss can place in you? It's obviously when they entrust you with personal matters!

"Mr. Zhang, if you trust me, just leave it to me," Yu Kaili said, a hint of excitement in her voice.

"Won't this be too much trouble for you?" Zhang Yang asked.

"It would be my honor to serve Mr. Zhang. Just leave it to me, and I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly!" Yu Kaili assured him directly.

"Alright, there's no rush. Just help me with the arrangements and make sure it doesn't interfere with my work." Zhang Yang nodded, agreeing to the matter.

Hong Kong Cheng Chung Design, is one of the world's top design firms. Many high-end hotels have been designed by this firm. Residential design is also within their scope of practice.

Based on the Chinese-style décor of his own hotel, Zhang Yang naturally had some understanding of the capabilities of this top global design firm.

Entrusting your own Peach Blossom Spring Chinese courtyard mansion to this design firm is the perfect choice.

As the hotel's general manager (GM), and having climbed the ranks step by step, Yu Kaili certainly possesses the necessary abilities. Since she dared to confidently agree to this task, Zhang Yang naturally felt comfortable entrusting it to her as well.

Others might be careless, but Yu Kaili, as the GM, would absolutely not dare to be.

Zhang Yang still believed that she could do her best.

So, in the following time, Zhang Yang and Yu Kaili discussed the details of his house, and Zhang Yang handed the keys to her.

"The specific budget is within one hundred million."

He had already thought it through. With this double cashback offer, and a maximum total cashback amount of 300 million, it was practically like getting the house for free. Even if the renovation cost less than 100 million, it was still essentially free.

So there's nothing to regret.

A renovation budget of up to 100 million yuan would be enough to make that Peach Blossom Spring Chinese courtyard house look magnificent and extremely luxurious, with a full set of mahogany and huanghuali wood ornaments, gilded stair railings, and jade steps, of course, nothing would be missing.

He wanted to recreate the grand mansions of wealthy merchants and magnates that have existed for thousands of years.

While secretly marveling at the BOSS's wealth, Yu Kaili quickly nodded in agreement.

"Alright, you can go now." Zhang Yang waved his hand.

Yu Kaili lowered her head and quickly left the office.

No sooner had she left than Qu Shanshan arrived at Zhang Yang's office.

"Come here, I have something to ask you." Zhang Yang beckoned.

Overwhelmed with excitement at being recognized and filled with boundless anticipation for the future, lobby manager Qu Shanshan quickly and obediently stepped forward.

"Mr. Zhang, please feel free to ask."

"Hmm... that's how it is." Zhang Yang nodded and casually asked a few personnel-related questions, involving people from several departments.

Trust should always be tempered with reservation.

Although he delegated authority to Yu Kaili to handle personnel matters, he also wanted to see if Yu Kaili would take the opportunity to eliminate dissidents and install her own people.

Qu Shanshan spoke frankly and without reservation.

Zhang Yang checked it and nodded.

Overall, it seems that Yu Kaili did indeed put her heart and soul into mobilizing personnel this time.

For example, the former bosses that Qu Shanshan just mentioned are basically on Yu Kaili's list of people she's going to take down this time. Also, Qu Shanshan took the opportunity to report on some instances of bribery, extortion, kickbacks, and other corrupt practices within the hotel, and the people involved are basically on the list as well.

"Mr. Yu, have you heard of anything similar?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

This kind of thing must have been done very discreetly, but nothing stays hidden forever, and Qu Shanshan might know something.

"Huh?" Qu Shanshan gritted her teeth, "I heard... about President Yu..."

She shared some things she knew.

Zhang Yang nodded, not at all surprised. As a GM, he handled everything in the hotel, big and small. It was unrealistic to expect him to be completely clean; he would always get a little bit involved, that was the norm.

Although he knew about this matter, he could keep it to himself for now and observe whether Yu Kaili would continue to comply after he took over.

Subsequently, he would turn a blind eye to minor issues, only occasionally issuing a reprimand.

If things go too far and become serious, then they certainly cannot be tolerated. After all, those profits are essentially just taking advantage of the hotel, and are ultimately their own interests.

"By the way, I'll put in a good word about your promotion later," Zhang Yang said before Qu Shanshan left.

Since he was going to make Qu Shanshan his informant, he had to give her the benefits she deserved, which was something he had promised in the first place.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Qu Shanshan exclaimed excitedly, bowing deeply in gratitude.

For her, the position of front office manager was like an insurmountable barrier; she hadn't been promoted for several years. Unexpectedly, it was resolved with just a few words from Mr. Zhang.

For a fleeting moment, she felt an impulse to die for a true friend.

"Alright, alright, get back to work." Zhang Yang looked at Qu Shanshan's overly excited expression and found it somewhat amusing.

A moment later, the office was quiet.

Zhang Yang took out his phone and saw a series of messages from Xiang Xiaotian.

"I'm so annoyed, my dad is completely unreasonable."

"He's just putting on airs and won't admit he's wrong!"

"He's throwing a banquet for Uncle Lu's family today. Humph, I've thought it over. I'm just staying home and not going out... let's see what he can do to me."

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang Yang... when are you coming to pick me up?"

Zhang Yang looked at the message and didn't know how to reply.

Take her away?

This looks like a wedding kidnapping!

"I'll just come pick you up... I guess your dad's face will look even worse then?" Zhang Yang sent a message.

A moment later, Xiang Xiaotian called directly.

"Brother Zhang, come on over. My dad's too proud to admit it. Just come and take me away. Humph, so be it if our father-daughter relationship is over."

"No, where does your confidence come from?" Zhang Yang was a little amused and exasperated.

"Brother Zhang Yang... you are my source of strength." Xiang Xiaotian's voice softened suddenly, with a hint of coquetry.

"You... I'm just playing along, not covering for you. You're making it seem like this is real." Zhang Yang couldn't help but shake his head. "If you really break ties with your family, don't come looking for me."

"So... you'll come, right?" Xiang Xiaotian asked.

"Okay," Zhang Yang replied and hung up the phone.

Inside the office, Zhang Yang felt a sense of absurdity and drama. This simple, unspoken drama had somehow escalated into... this kind of plot...

"So, I have to play the role of the love interest who falls from the sky?"

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Four Seasons Hall of the Junlan Hotel.

Xiang Detao and Dong Yaru are entertaining guests who have come from afar.

"It's been so many years since we last met. I remember when your Xiao Tian was just born, she was only this small. My Shaokang was the same, just a tiny little thing. You've grown so much today." The thin middle-aged man said with a smile, then looked at the young man beside him.

"Shaokang, why don't you properly toast your Uncle and Aunt Xiang?"

Beside him, a fair-skinned, refined young man smiled, raised his glass, and stood up. "Uncle and Aunt, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Xiang Detao spoke politely, he exchanged a glance with Dong Yaru beside him.

The young man in front of us is Lu Shaokang, the only son of the Lu family, and the one who Xiang Xiaotian childhood. Lu Shaokang's parents are also here, namely the middle-aged man in front of us and the elegant middle-aged woman beside him.

"Uncle and Aunt, where's Xiao Tian? Why didn't she come?" Lu Shaokang, after drinking some wine, finally asked with a hint of curiosity.

"She..." Xiang Detao took a slight breath.

"Why are you asking such a question? Xiao Tian is probably just shy and embarrassed to see you. You two young people can meet up and chat privately later." Mr. Lu smiled, not caring at all about whether he was being impolite to Xiang Xiaotian.

"Is that so? Well then." Lu Shaokang nodded with a hint of regret and sat back down.