Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

"Director Huang, it's not good! The staff in the front office and guest room department are arguing again! Manager Xu asked me to come to you..." When the supervisor walked to Fang Chengran, he slowly shut his mouth, only There was a look of surprise in the eyes-why did the trough disappeared in the morning, Director Huang became so handsome!

After looking at Fang Chengran for a few moments, she recognized that this was the little kid of the chairman's family and suddenly stood a little at a loss.

Yang Wei stood by and watched, and Fang Chengran maintained a smile on his face, and could only dress up to the end: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

The front office supervisor opened his mouth several times, but he still couldn't make a sound, but Yang Wei said first: "Why did she call you Director Huang?"

Fang Chengran took a deep breath and turned his head to smile at Yang Wei: "She doesn't speak Mandarin very well, she wanted to call Director Fang." After he finished speaking, he gave his supervisor an eye, and the supervisor was immediately blessed and nodded. Such as pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, I want to call Director Fang!"

Fang Chengran smiled with satisfaction: "You just said that the front office department and the guest room department quarreled, what's going on?"

"Ah, yes! Guests in Room 1818 need to eat Western food at six o'clock in the morning. The room said it should be delivered at the front desk. The front desk said it should be delivered to the room. It is still noisy in Manager Xu's office!"

Fang Chengran's brow moved. The hotel does not provide Western food in the morning. Such a willful guest must be a platinum member of the hotel.

He glanced at the supervisor and asked, "Shouldn't the waiter at the restaurant be responsible for the delivery?"

Main channel: "It was originally like this, but the western restaurant hadn't gone to work at six o'clock. The manager of the western restaurant called a chef to make breakfast for that guest, but the meal delivery was for us to solve. In fact, this is no longer the case. For the first time, the staff at our front desk used to deliver food. This time we were asked to go again. Everyone felt uncomfortable and quarreled with them."

Fang Chengran said: "Since Manager Yao has called the chef, is it okay to call another waiter?"

The supervisor sighed: "The waiters in the Western restaurant are not willing to come to work so early. The catering department was originally the largest department in the hotel. In addition, Manager Yao is very strong, and they are not willing to eat at all."

Fang Chengran frowned and thought about the main channel: "In the future, when this happens, I will choose the most beautiful one among the employees on duty in the guest room department and the front office department to be responsible for delivering meals."

The supervisor's eyes blinked a few times and nodded to him: "I know, I will now convey your will."

The supervisor walked away on high heels, Yang Wei looked at Fang Chengran and said with a smile: "You are a good director, so even if you are sent to do a job that is not your own, there will be some inexplicable A sense of honor."

Fang Chengran coughed artificially and adjusted his clothes: "Everyone works in the same hotel, and of course all departments should work together, not just sweeping the snow in front of their own homes, regardless of the frost on others."

Yang Wei poo laughed out loud: "Director Fang is really brilliant."

Qi Xiaoyan knocked on the door of Room 1817. The high heels sounded from far to near. After the door opened, Aunt Zhao's face appeared behind the door.

"Aunt Zhao, I'm here to take you to the airport."

Aunt Zhao smiled and invited Qi Xiaoyan into the door and said to him: "Wait a moment, my things will be packed up immediately."