Tao Liangchen

Chapter 394 Undying Ambition

Chapter 187 Hidden Dangers

Even after Su Yehao left tAt, Jiang Yu didn't reply. He figured her family must be celebrating in their new house.

Feeling a sense of guilt, Su Yehao called Xiao Nizi to ask what she wanted for lunch.

He was surprised to learn she wanted curry fish balls and black pepper pork chop rice. Since this kind of fast food was available everywhere, the bodyguards arranged to have it delivered to the hi~o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ Garden Hotel.

The brand new sign was already hanging on the roof, and it would light up at night... the kind that could be controlled by a computer to change colors.

Changing the hotel's name seemed simple, but it actually meant replacing everything from office paper and doorplates to postcards and bath towels. The registered business information also had to be updated.

This meant that before the hi~o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ Garden Hotel even started making money for Su Yehao, it would lose about three million Hong Kong dollars. However, it was finally free from the Donghuang Group, and even the old employees were considered burdens and all handed over to him.

The rebranding cost was unavoidable, as it meant removing the Donghuang Group's mark and adding the hotel to Su Yehao's "Emoticon Legion."

Otherwise, even if the hotel did well, it would still seem like it was earning fame for the Donghuang Group. Since he and Zhao Yimeng weren't really family, it was better to keep things separate. As for the Donghuang Century Plaza, the new building wasn't in use yet, so it would be easier to change the name later.

He put the little secret from this morning out of his mind.

Right now.

Su Yehao brought Nangong Tian to the hi~o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ Hotel's restaurant for lunch. The hot weather killed his appetite, so he only ordered chocolate ice cream and a glass of watermelon juice.

While waiting for their food, the hotel manager hurried over, smiling, and said:

"Young Master Su, good news! The *Hong Kong Daily* printed a photo of our hotel in their newspaper today, praising it as a new highlight on both sides of Victoria Harbour. They said our hotel's sign is very cute, no wonder so many people are taking pictures in front of our hotel. It's a real hit! I have to admire!"

"...Admire what?"

Su Yehao crossed his legs, knowing that this manager, surnamed Zhou, was flattering him. He casually said:

"Don't worry about other things. I'll arrange the customers. There will be more mainland tourists staying here soon, so the service must be top-notch. No discrimination, no cutting corners on service. And the cleaning staff must check every day, there can't be even the slightest flaw."

Manager Zhou's smile stiffened, and he immediately replied, "I understand! According to your suggestion, bonuses will be linked to customer reviews from now on. I'm drafting a new plan."

"Okay, work hard. As long as the hotel performs well, I definitely won't treat you badly. Just leave the newspaper here. I saw some trash in the parking lot earlier, have someone clean it up..."

After the hotel manager left, Nangong Tian immediately lowered her voice, surprised, and said:

"Wow, you sounded so cold just now! Is that what a big boss is like? It's a bit like when my mom scolds people, even I have to stay away."

Su Yehao remained calm and smiled at her:

"This is the secret I've learned. There are too many people to manage, sometimes I can't even remember their names. Instead of letting them think I'm easy to talk to, it's better to make them afraid of me. Combined with a clear reward and punishment system and a dedicated supervision and review team, there will be a lot less trouble."

"Tsk... you've even gained experience from being lazy."

"Nonsense, how can you call this being lazy? In a mature company, how can the boss do everything personally? I'm responsible for making decisions on the real money-making investment businesses. You only see me making money, but you don't see me suffering."

Su Yehao deliberately sang his own praises.

However, in big business, the most difficult thing is to control the direction. The reason he can make money so leisurely is mainly because he doesn't have to worry about it.

He knows what's right, others don't know if it's right. He is full of confidence, while others may lack it.

He just needs to move forward towards the goal. As for specific management matters, as long as he finds some reliable professional managers, there usually won't be any major problems.

If problems do arise, it means the professional manager isn't capable enough. Replace them and find someone else, it's quite simple.

The market is short of positions, capital, and opportunities, but it's not short of talented people who want to climb up and earn high salaries.

Just look at the manager of the hi~o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ Garden Hotel, he's been so diligent recently, trying to get close to Su Yehao at every opportunity, afraid that one of those three fires will burn him.

Nangong Tian isn't very interested in doing business, she just wants to learn from her Hao-ge and make big money through financial investments and stock speculation.

The topic quickly turned to Jiang Yu. She asked, "How's Jiang Yu's newly bought house? You helped her move, you must have gone up to see it, right? It's so hard to get used to, she was living here so well, and suddenly she's gone."

"...She's not gone, she's moved. She said she was always living with me, and she was afraid of gossip, and besides, she bought her own house, so it's not appropriate to live together anymore, right? It's a very nice house, a project developed by my company, how could it not be good? If it were last year, before the property market crashed, it might not have been possible to buy it for thirty million, but now it only cost a little over sixteen million."

Su Yehao ate his ice cream, carefully choosing his words.

Nangong Tian sighed and said, "What's not appropriate? Now I have no one to play with. Such a big house, it could fit a lot of people, don't you think?"

His body stiffened.

At first, he suspected that Jiang Yu had revealed something, but recalling that she had taken the initiative to mention keeping it a secret, it seemed unlikely.

"This ice cream is too cold, it's giving me brain freeze."

While interrupting, Su Yehao glanced at Xiao Nizi, seeing that she didn't have any special reaction. He tentatively laughed and said, "What, you want me to put together a mahjong table for you? So you can have something to do at home?"

"Hmph, why don't you say put together a soccer team? Every time Jiang Yu is swimming, your eyes almost jump out of your head and onto her. Don't think I didn't see it, I've always known you're still thinking about her. This black pepper pork chop rice is really delicious, but it's such a big portion, it'll make me fat. You finish it for me."

Seeing that she was still in the mood to joke, Su Yehao was relieved.

While helping her finish the leftovers, he sighed inwardly. Su Yehao realized that none of the girls around him were simple, and it was difficult to completely see through them.

On his father's side, the Second Wife valued her reputation and was very mercenary. The Third and Fourth Wives, who had already left, only liked to fill their own pockets, and were easy to talk to if you gave them gifts.

Even so, there were constant conflicts, and they eventually broke up.

Looking at his side, Yin Liuli knew how to hide her feelings, Nong Qingying seemed carefree, and even the most intimate Xiao Nizi wasn't easy to deal with.

Xiao Nizi knew about Yin Liuli, and had even gone to the Koko Cat Cafe to meet her. But in the past year, she hadn't mentioned a single word. It's no wonder Su Yehao always felt like a knife was hanging over his head, not knowing when it would fall.

So he could only be more and more aware in front of her, for fear of causing conflict and forcing her to bring up old grievances.

And then there was Jiang Yu, not to mention, her values were especially upright. She would even spend money to buy canned food for stray cats and go out of her way to feed them.

If they were to sit down for a game of mahjong, the roof might be blown off...