ebookland Chapter 1059 It’s going to rain and the mother is getting married.
Chapter 1059 It’s going to rain and the mother is getting married.
Zhou Qi was so angry that he laughed: "Five-star is so great? I'm used to eight-star hotels, but you guys are not so arrogant! No wonder this lousy hotel will go bankrupt sooner or later, it's all because of you snobs!"
"What do you know?" Zhou Qi shook off the hand of the duty manager. In his previous life, he was a VIP of the Burj Al Arab Hotel in Dubai, and he had seen many such scenes.
"You're just bragging without thinking! What a seven-star hotel! Why don't you just pick the stars in the sky and use them as your hotel?"
The manager on duty glanced at the two men's washed-out jeans.
Tian Xiaoyi's wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt, and before she could react she was dragged towards the lobby.
The two doormen who had just blocked his way were knocked to the ground by Zhou Qi in the blink of an eye. Now he was holding his stomach and groaning.
"Step aside!"
Zhou Qi protected Tian Xiaoyi behind him and said, "If you get in the way again, I'll take care of you too."
The manager on duty shrank his neck and retreated to the wall, his heart pounding: This kid is quite skilled, and when I can't pay later, let's see how you guys end up!
The crystal chandelier illuminated the marble floor. The girl at the front desk glanced at the ID card and said, "The presidential suite is 500 per night, and the deposit is extra."
“Drive the most expensive one!”
The canvas bag was placed on the table, and bundles of hundred-dollar bills poured out. The brand-new seal glowed red under the spotlight, and the pile was half a foot high.
The manager on duty almost popped his eyes out. Nowadays, anyone who carries 20,000 or 30,000 yuan in cash with him is either a desperado or a real big shot!
"Add two more Michelin set menus." Zhou Qi flicked the service manual with his fingers: "A five-star hotel doesn't even have this?"
The front desk clerk hurriedly handed over the room card and said, "We'll arrange for the executive chef to provide special meals for you right away!"
I pinched my thigh secretly. This crappy hotel has been open for three years, and this is the first time I see people treating cash like bricks.
The manager on duty immediately put on a flattering smile and said, "Don't be offended, big brother. It's not that we are snobbish, it's just that you look too much like an ordinary person."
"People who are truly capable are always low-key, understand?"
Zhou Qi tugged at his wrinkled shirt and said, "Those who drive luxury cars probably have a lot of debt. Stop talking nonsense and prepare a candlelight dinner."
As he said that, he grabbed Tian Xiaoyi and walked towards the presidential suite.
Pushing open the copper-inlaid wooden door, Zhou Qi whistled: "This is worthy of my status!"
Although this presidential suite in 1985 didn’t even have automatic curtains and the mahogany furniture was tacky, it was still a hundred times better than the creaking iron bed in Lin Ruixue’s house.
Tian Xiaoyi stood at the door as if under a spell.
The crystal chandelier illuminated the entire reception room with golden splendor, the Persian carpet was so thick that it could sink into the ankles, and she had never seen a leather sofa that could spin and dance in her life.
It wasn't until the waiter pushed in the jingling silver cart that she was brought back to her senses by the aroma of steak.
"Pour the whole bottle of Hennessy into the decanter, and you guys can leave."
Zhou Qi flicked the goblet and said, "By the way, call a violinist over in half an hour and pick a fresh rose."
Tian Xiaoyi stared at the gilded wine bottle and drooled: "How much does this cost?"
"Now the estimate is from a few hundred to a few thousand."
Zhou Qi reached for the antique dial phone. In the 21st century, this thing could be auctioned for six figures, but right now it was more important to deal with the business first.
I called Shen Bing Winery late at night just to try my luck, but I didn't expect that after three minutes of busy tone, I actually heard Wang Dazhi's sleepy voice cursing.
"Director Wang, what have you been busy with these past two days?"
Zhou Qi dialed the phone and greeted him, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party.
"You are... Zhou Qi, right?" Wang Dazhi said in a drawling tone on the other end of the phone, like a cat whose nap was disturbed.
Zhou Qi's hand tightened around the receiver - he had just received a brand new Suzuki King three days ago, and now he was showing off to him?
He suppressed his anger and asked, "Sorry to bother you so late. Is my brother Zhou Xingfei still at the factory? If he is, please ask him to answer the phone."
"Zhou Xingfei? Which Zhou Xingfei?" Wang Dazhi's pretending to be stupid tone made Zhou Qi angry.
"Director Wang, you are such a joker! He is my brother who helps me distribute liquor!"
Zhou Qi's temples were throbbing. "We signed the contract last month, and the Toshiba TV in your office is still mine..."
"That's what I was going to tell you."
Wang Dazhi suddenly interrupted: "The factory has decided not to cooperate with you anymore. We will stop supplying you with all goods starting tomorrow."
"What?!" Zhou Qi almost broke the phone line.
Including the two imported motorcycles given to Wang Dazhi and Zhu Yongle, and the red envelopes given during festivals, the total amount spent was nearly 30,000 yuan - an ordinary worker these days could not save up this amount in ten years!
Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and tried: "If you think the share ratio is too low, let's discuss it again. The contract is in black and white. Why do you suddenly change your mind..."
"You can litigate as much as you want!"
Wang Dazhi acted like a rogue: "You should pay as much as you should according to the contract. By the way, I have someone send the motorcycle back to your warehouse."
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Zhou Qi wanted to smash the phone.
When signing the contract, I was only concerned with lowering the price of the goods and didn't write any harsh terms for breach of contract. Now I regret it so much.
Of the five major wineries in Guangshi City, Shen Bing's family owns half of them.
If this line is really broken, let alone accumulating supply, the freight cost alone will be enough to drag us down.
Zhou Qi stared at the neon lights outside the window in a daze. For the old fox Wang Dazhi to break the contract, either someone had offered a sky-high price or he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
It was obvious that Zhou Qi did not give Wang Dazhi enough benefits.
In fact, Zhou Qi spent a lot of money on him. The motorcycle alone was worth a lot of money, and he also gave him several thousand yuan in cash.
It was agreed that he would receive dividends for every batch of wine sold, but this guy didn't want any dividends and even returned the motorcycle - he must have hooked up with someone richer.
"This Wang Dazhi is a bastard who refuses to admit his mistakes even after pulling up his pants!" Zhou Qi was so angry that he slammed the table.
Tian Xiaoyi came over and asked, "Why are you so angry all of a sudden?"
"Isn't this obviously an attempt to dismantle my platform?"
Zhou Qi pointed at the advertising plan on the table and said, "The publicity plan has been finalized and we are going to promote it everywhere, but the supply chain is broken!"
Tian Xiaoyi put her arms around his waist from behind and rested her chin on his shoulder: "What happened exactly? Tell me?"
Maybe because the warm yellow light in the room is relaxing, she was particularly proactive today.
"It's no big deal. I can handle it. Go take a shower. Dinner will be in half an hour, just in time. It's time for the Hennessy in the decanter, too."
As Zhou Qi spoke, he picked up his cell phone and called his neighbor in his hometown.
After transferring the call to his second uncle and second brother, Zhou Qi got straight to the point: "Second brother, has Shen Bing Winery really stopped supplying us?"
"That's right! Seeing how popular our 'Prosperous World' is, he probably wants to go it alone."
The second brother's voice was weak: "Have we been too high-profile recently?"
"Who cares? It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married."
Zhou Qi was tough on the outside, but anxious on the inside: "How much inventory is left now?"