Shenhao Started From System Downtime

Looking at the disappearing back of Liu Hong and others, the guests at the scene looked at each other a little.

The Westin Hotel has been notified to close its business for rectification. Is it necessary for the ribbon-cutting of today's opening to proceed?

The answer is of course no...

Some guests left directly and quietly, while others stepped forward to comfort Osman with a few words and then left.

The originally extremely lively scene suddenly became deserted and deserted, and there was a depression and desolate atmosphere everywhere.

After dealing with the leaving guests with a strong smile, Osman no longer smiled, and there was a little exhaustion on his cheeks that had been energized.

"Mr. Osman, do you have another drink now?"

Just when Osman's head was in a mess, a familiar voice came from his side.

I saw Lin Qian holding Liu Ning's subdued, holding a champagne glass in his hand, walking over slowly with a smile on his face, and asked Osman with a smile.

At this moment, Osman's face was gloomy and watery, and the original smiley disguise was completely torn off at this moment.

"Mr. Lin, your method is a bit despicable."

Osman said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Despicable?" Lin Qian was puzzled when he heard Osman's words: "Mr. Osman, I don't understand what you said. I really don't know how despicable my methods are."

"We in China have a good saying, it is called flies that do not bite seamless eggs. If your hotel is clean and every standard is in full compliance with the national fire protection regulations, no one can help you. Your own hotel does exist. The potential safety hazards are now being asked to suspend business for rectification. In the final analysis, it is your own reason."

Lin Qian said unhurriedly, refuting the despicable title given to him by Osman with justification and evidence.

"Everything I do is learned like Mr. Osman. I said to Mr. Osman a few days ago. Since Mr. Osman likes to show off your privileged status as a foreigner, then I will let Mr. Osman know about it. On the land, who has more privileges."

Lin Qian smiled at the corner of his lips, but the eyes that were looking directly at Osman narrowed slightly, and sharp cold flashes flashed in his eyes.

When Osman heard Lin Qian's words, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Mr. Lin, you are a little too proud."

"The Westin Hotel under the Starwood Hotel Group is not only available in Yanjing, but also in Zhonghai and Tianjin. The Westin Hotel is only one of the hotel brands of our Starwood Hotel Group. We have many other hotel brands, and these hotel brands also have many distributions in China."

"Just a Westin in Yenching was closed for rectification. For me, it was far from the point where I was succumbed to the point of breaking my nerves and bones."

Osman looked at Lin Qian, his expression regained his calmness, and said quietly.

"Ah……"

When Lin Qian heard Osman's words, he suddenly chuckled.

Osman was a little inexplicable by Lin Qian's laugh, and then there was a little bad premonition in his heart again.

"Mr. Osman, you really underestimated me."

Lin Qian smiled and shook his head. After saying this, he raised his head and drank the liquor in the champagne glass in his hand, and then led Liu Ning to turn and walk back.

"Mr. Osman, I am going to Eagle Country in two days, and it may be a week after I come back. If you want Wit to come and apologize to me, please do it as soon as possible."

Lin Qian's voice moved from near to far away. As the voice faded away, Lin Qian's back figure gradually disappeared from Osman's eyes.

Staring in the direction of Lin Qian's departure, Osman frowned tightly, and the bad premonition in his heart became more serious.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone, and the number on the caller ID indicated that he was his deputy, the vice president of Starwood Hotel Group in Greater China.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

Osman took a deep breath, then answered the phone.

"Boss, the big thing is not good!"

"Just now I answered the phone connected to many of our subordinate hotels. Just half an hour ago, our group's luxury hotels across the country were inspected by firefighters. 13 of them were ordered to suspend business for rectification and 10 We were punished with administrative fines, what is the situation, why these firefighters suddenly targeted us!"

There was a rush of voice from the other side of the phone, and he reported the matter to Osman at a very fast speed.

"hiss……"

Hearing the report on the other side of the phone, Osman instantly took a breath.

original……

He is just an appetizer here!

The real masterpiece is here!

Let firefighters all over the country raid all the luxury hotels of their Starwood Hotel Group across the country at the same time. What kind of position does it take in the firefighting field to have such energy!

Only at this moment did Osman know how much energy Lin Qian had used this time.

After learning about Lin Qian's handwriting, Osman quickly realized that things were far more than what they were doing now.

Although they are only suspending business for rectification and fines, even if they are critical of hotel fire safety, if the firefighters in the future come to check once every three or five times, they will find it difficult to bear it as long as they are frequent.

After all, what they are doing is a luxury hotel. If the customers staying in, they will encounter this fire inspection every three to five. In the long run, who will trust their hotel.

Furthermore, it is difficult to make all hotels perfect and fault-finding. It is inevitable that problems will continue to arise during the hotel operation.

In an instant, Osman thought through the serious problems that might follow.

"Hey?"

"Boss, are you still there?"

Just as Osman was stunned, his deputy's inquiries came one after another on the phone.

"Yes." Osman replied, then pondered for a moment, and replied: "Those who are ordered to suspend business for rectification, leave to rectify the problems given, and those who require fines to pay fines as required, and I will solve the remaining problems."

"OK."

There was a response from the other side, and then Osman directly hung up the call.

With the phone in his hand, Osman looked at the cold scene and walked slowly around the stage.

After walking slowly for two laps, he finally stopped at the front entrance of the hotel.

He figured it out...

Acknowledge!

Apologize!

Compared with his work and performance, the pride he insisted on was nothing.

Bowing his head for the money, he felt it deserved.

Thinking of this, he immediately didn't hesitate anymore, raised his phone and dialed Wittur's number...

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