236. A Warning

This adds another significant chapter to the annual income.

Including that 70 million, a rough estimate would be an annual income of 500 million.

And look at his current holdings: two five-star hotels, one office building, one commercial street, and over seventy chain hot pot restaurants...

Overall, the company has a large proportion of physical assets, and its overall operating conditions are very stable.

In other words, this 500 million annual income is basically guaranteed.

According to Forbes, a survey shows that there are 10,000 people in China with an annual net income of over 100 million yuan. Based on a population of 1.4 billion, this means that only one in 140,000 people in China can reach this social class.

His annual income of 500 million is undoubtedly extremely rare, perhaps one in a million, or even one in several million in the country.

One in a hundred, a young talent.

One in a million, a dragon among men.

One in a million, what does that even mean?

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhang Yang felt the immense wealth surrounding him, and he also felt he had the ability and composure to firmly grasp this wealth.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of vastness and boundless freedom.

He took a deep breath, quickly calmed himself, sat back down at the table, and began reviewing the reports again.

This Four Seasons Hotel is already quite mature in its operations, and there is limited room for further growth. At most, it can work on improving room occupancy rates. Overall, stability is the top priority.

While prioritizing stability, it is necessary to issue appropriate warnings to establish authority.

As the owner of a five-star hotel, Zhang Yang was naturally quite experienced in identifying areas of doubt, and after a quick review, he soon found some clues.

A moment later, he summoned Anderson.

"Have you been overseeing the purchasing department?" Zhang Yang flipped through the purchase order, pointing randomly to a few items. "Look here and here, are the purchase prices reasonable? Also, I just saw several user reviews online complaining about the incorrect weight of the hairy crabs. In the kitchen, has the purchasing department been paying attention to the weight, or are they deliberately giving the supplier less weight?"

Anderson in a cold sweat and didn't know what to say.

He genuinely hadn't expected the new boss to cut straight to the heart of the matter, and with such precision.

"Our hotel is the benchmark in Yinghai, don't let it become a case of the big company bullying its customers, okay?" Zhang Yang casually closed the file. "I can't pursue what happened in the past, but you know what to do about the future."

"Mr. Zhang, I'll make the changes immediately and guarantee you'll be satisfied," Anderson hurriedly assured him.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just pointing out the problem." Zhang Yang's expression softened a bit. "No one is perfect. I acknowledge your abilities, otherwise the former boss wouldn't have kept you around for so many years, right?"

Anderson startled, having only heard the words "former boss".

Suddenly, my mind started buzzing.

Only one thought remained.

The boss wants me to prove my loyalty before deciding whether to continue employing me!

"Mr. Zhang, you must believe me... I am absolutely loyal to you!" Anderson raised his hand, almost swearing an oath.

He has worked his way up from the bottom since he entered the industry, enduring countless hardships and experiences to get to where he is today. He doesn't want it all to be ruined now.

Who would want a GM who's been fired?

Besides, everyone has a specific role to play; who would want to take up a general manager position right now?

He must be 100% loyal! How could he possibly have the slightest disloyalty?

"I told you not to be nervous, why are you still getting agitated?" Zhang Yang stepped forward with a smile. "I didn't mean anything by it. Just do your job well in the future. By the way, happy holiday."

"Mr. Zhang, you too, Happy Holidays!" Anderson said, taking a deep breath.

A moment later, Zhang Yang walked straight out of the office, Anderson followed him into the elevator, which took them directly to the hotel lobby.

The hotel lobby was decorated with a Mid-Autumn Festival theme.

Zhang Yang suddenly noticed the Mid-Autumn Festival mooncake gift boxes prepared by the Four Seasons Hotel. They looked quite exquisite and were probably all handmade by the hotel.

"I'll take a few sets to give away."

"Mr. Zhang, I'll arrange for someone to send it over immediately," Anderson hastily, waving his hand.

The receptionist and lobby manager, both young female employees in uniforms, dropped what they were doing and jogged over.

"Quickly, help Mr. Zhang get his things and load them into the car."

The group worked together to collect all the mooncake gift boxes from the table.

"No, I only took two sets. What are you doing?" Zhang Yang found it slightly amusing. He had just had a sudden idea to give away a few sets; did he really need so many?

However, since he had already taken it, and seeing that the female employees all seemed eager to show off, he gave in.

A moment later, the Cullinan's trunk was once again packed full.

The moment the trunk closed.

Bite!

You have triggered a random event: Mid-Autumn Festival Gift Giveaway

Event details: Please deliver Mid-Autumn Festival gift packages to at least three members of the opposite sex whose affection level towards you is 90 or higher.

Task Reward 1: 30 experience points

Task Reward 2: [Haiqin Restaurant Exclusive Buff: Feel at Home]

Note: After this buff is applied, any diner dining at Haiqin Restaurant will feel as if they are back home, and the dishes will taste like home-cooked meals.

Note: This buff only applies within the Yinghai City area.

"Wow!" Zhang Yang was delighted by this little surprise.

Such minor incidents?

The event itself was interesting, and the reward was even more so.

The task is to deliver this Mid-Autumn Festival gift package to at least three people of the opposite sex whose affection level towards you is over 90%.

Who are people who have a 90% or higher level of likability towards them?

Zhang Yang didn't think he was a narcissistic person and shouldn't have made such a boastful statement beforehand. He decided to send it over first and see how it goes.

Anyway, I have so many Mid-Autumn Festival mooncake gift boxes, my car is piled high with them, I'll have plenty of opportunities to try them.

As for the rewards...

The concept of experience points is well-worn and needs no further explanation.

But the second reward, a special buff for his parents' restaurant—making them feel right at home?

Interesting.

If a restaurant makes you feel like you're home, and even the dishes taste like they were made by your parents or grandparents, then what place does that restaurant hold in your heart?

What are Midnight Diners and Michelin stars compared to it? They all have to step aside.

Its taste may not be the most exquisite, but in every aspect and every detail, it has the feeling of home—it's simply unbeatable!

Zhang Yang even felt that this buff was too exaggerated.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the system has been restricted to being effective only within the Yinghai metropolitan area.

In other words, even if Haiqin Restaurant opens branches in the future, only the branches opened in Yinghai will have this buff; it won't be useful if they open branches in other places.

Even so, Zhang Yang felt that this buff was quite generous.

The Yinghai metropolitan area naturally includes all the districts and counties below it.

If one day Haiqin Restaurant manages to open branches throughout the entire Yinghai metropolitan area, there will surely be a dozen or twenty stores...

My parents' small business will truly be a big success by then...

With that thought in mind, Zhang Yang checked the time and decided he couldn't delay any longer, so he immediately set to take action.

Just thinking about getting this mission reward is wonderful.

He naturally didn't care how big his parents' restaurant was. It was the same old story, just like how it seemed so incongruous to find out that his parents drove Maybach and Bentley but lived in an apartment building.

The same applies to industries.

In the future, they will drive luxury cars and live in villas, but their business will remain a small, sluggish restaurant, which would be quite incongruous.

Therefore, their industries also need to catch up as soon as possible.

If they had a dozen or twenty restaurants, that kind of business scale would definitely be worthy of their luxury cars and mansions.

"By the way, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhang Yang got into the car, gave a gentle smile to the female employees of the hotel, and drove off.

Several female employees were still standing there, completely stunned by that handsome and gentle smiling face.

"That's Mr. Zhang, the new owner of the hotel," Anderson emphasized from the side. "Alright, you guys go back and get back to work."

He didn't say much and headed straight for the underground parking garage.

At this time, the suppliers' goods are usually delivered, and the purchasing, cost manager, and even the head chef are all there inspecting the ingredients.

After he left, the female employees finally came to their senses, covering their mouths in surprise, with a hint of excitement.

"That's actually our new boss?!"

"Ba... Ba..."

"You shameless bastard, why do you call me 'Dad'?"

"Get lost! Don't you know I stutter when I'm nervous or excited? I meant, CEO..."

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Inside the underground parking garage, a truck was parked quietly, unloading seafood.

"Where's Lao Wu, the purchasing agent? Why isn't he here?" Anderson came up.

"President An, the purchasing department has completed the acceptance process and signed off," the head chef reported. "President An, the invoices are here."

"Wait a moment." Anderson took the list in his hand, stepped forward, and opened the box directly.

Inside the box are seafood that were caught and frozen immediately.

"How can this ice shell be so thick?"

"Mr. An, the delivered goods are always like this." The head chef came up to observe the situation. "However, the ice shell is indeed a bit thick, but Manager Wu has checked it and said it's fine."

Their kitchen only needs to ensure product quality.

As for the quantities, that's not something their kitchen needs to confirm; that's a matter for the purchasing department.

"Understood," Anderson said in a deep voice. "Don't unload the goods yet."

A moment later, in the general manager's office.

Wu, the purchasing director, stood before Anderson, looking somewhat uneasy and nervous. "Mr. Andy, you wanted to see me..."

"Don't think I don't know about the shady dealings in your purchasing department... Tell me, were the chilled seafood products flash-frozen twice?" Anderson sternly.

"No... really, it's always been like this," Director Wu explained.

Anderson stared at Director Wu without saying a word.

To be honest, as a GM who climbed his way up from the bottom of the hotel, what in the hotel, inside and out, didn't he know?

Take the procurement process as an example. In terms of quantity, there are some underhanded dealings between suppliers and the procurement department. They might manipulate the quantity, but as long as it's not obvious, they usually turn a blind eye.

After all, one cannot be a father-in-law without being deaf and mute.

But things are different now. With the new boss in charge, it's clear he's going to purge everything, and the procurement department, with its blatant manipulation, will likely be the first to be targeted.

Who would dare turn a blind eye now?

"Do you think things are still the same as before? Mr. Zhang is now conducting a thorough investigation; I don't need to say more, do I?" Anderson warned while simultaneously feeling relieved.

Fortunately, although he turned a blind eye to some things, he didn't get involved.

"I... I..." Director Wu stammered, sweating profusely, as he faced the piercing gaze before him.

"The first department Mr. Zhang specifically requested to be investigated today is your purchasing department. Leaving aside the issue of quantity, just looking at the purchase price, it's incredibly easy to investigate if you want to... Don't make things difficult for me during this holiday," Anderson continued.

You don't want to go to jail, do you?

"President An, save me!" Director Wu couldn't hold back any longer.

"Go and hand over all the kickbacks you've taken over the years to the finance department. You can come up with your own reasons." Anderson stopped wasting time. "And you're in charge of dealing with the suppliers. I'm not watching your performance; I'm the boss, understand?"

"I understand, I understand, I'll get on it right now," Director Wu replied hesitantly.

···

Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan, wondering where he would go to find his first target.

"By the way, Lin Jingmin's company seems to be located nearby."

He parked his car and made a phone call.

The other side answered almost instantly.

"Happy Holidays, Mr. Zhang," Lin Jingmin said gently, her voice filled with joy.

"Yeah, you too. Are you back at the company yet?" Zhang Yang asked casually. "I happen to be near your company, so I'm bringing you something."

"Huh?" The person on the other end was taken aback. The person above reacted, "Yes, yes, I'm here. Where are you? Are you coming now?"

"About five more minutes," Zhang Yang said, checking the distance. "See you later."

Jade Villa Decoration Company.

Lin Jingmin put down her phone with a look of joy in her eyes.

My colleague next to me was showing off the new gift her boyfriend had given her—a Helena Rubinstein outfit that cost several thousand yuan.

"I'm going out for a bit." Lin Jingmin hurriedly went to the side to grab a Mid-Autumn Festival mooncake gift box that the company had prepared for a client. "General Manager Zhang is here."

"Manager Zhang, which Manager Zhang... Oh, I know!" The colleague suddenly came to his senses and muttered to himself as he watched Lin Jingmin's departing figure.

She suddenly remembered who that Mr. Zhang was.

Isn't that the client who brought Lin Jingmin her moment of glory at the company?

"With that level of enthusiasm, you'd think he was her boyfriend," a female colleague muttered.

Downstairs at the company, Lin Jingmin stood there, holding a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box, eagerly waiting.

Only when the pitch-black Cullinan stopped in front of her and she saw that long-lost figure did she smile and bend down to approach.

"Mr. Zhang, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! This is a gift box for you."

"Oh, what a coincidence." Zhang Yang got out of the car, looked at the gift box Lin Jingmin had given him, and accepted it with a smile. "I also prepared a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box for you."

He walked straight to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and took out the hotel's gift box.

"Thank you." Lin Jingmin pursed her lips Huanhuan accepted the gift.