Chapter 10 Kangbaolan Coffee

Completely useless—this is the first time since starting work that Junmo feels like she is about to collapse. The hot air from the air conditioner is causing her temples to throb painfully, making her feel quite uncomfortable. She feels like a broken record, only able to repeat a few phrases over and over: "We will send your clothes for dry cleaning shortly." "I am sorry, truly sorry."

The interns burst into laughter, holding their coats in their hands. Jun Mo was just about to walk inside when she saw a familiar figure coming out of the elevator. She was momentarily taken aback—since Christmas, she had not seen Han Ziyang. However, due to her professional habits, she instinctively turned slightly to the side and greeted with a smile: "Hello, General Manager Han, hello, Director Sun." At the same time, she signaled to the interns with her eyes not to block the doorway.

"He is a client from out of town. I have already arranged for someone to take him to the Grand Hyatt," he explained to Jun Mo in a casual manner.

Dean Xie smiled slightly and said, "The training sessions for the interns are all conducted by Manager Li, right?"

Having drawn several times in succession, the other party answered clearly and accurately. You could not help but nod and smile, saying: "Very good"

Manager Li, we happen to have a teacher in our department who is about to leave. Dean Xie looked at her seriously and said, "Do you have any intention of becoming a teacher? I think you could teach the students while also pursuing further studies yourself."

She slightly raised her voice and briefly introduced herself, causing the crowd to fall silent in an instant. Several girls looked at Jun Mo with unabashed envy. Jun Mo recalled her first time reporting to Nan Dai, also filled with innocence, completely unaware of the subsequent work, which involved round-the-clock shifts, far from the glamorous facade.

This is the first day of reporting, and Junmo first met the leading vice dean, Teacher Xie, in the office. In her forties, she is a dignified and composed female teacher who clearly cares about her students. She introduced each student she brought with great familiarity, detailing their strengths, weaknesses, and personalities to Junmo. As a result, Junmo effortlessly and smoothly assigned each person to their corresponding department

"Could you please bring a stack of white paper to the room?" Han Ziyang's voice was very polite, followed by a light laugh, "Why is it you?"

The students have all reported that your hotel service is excellent said Dean Xie, jokingly adding that it is better than that of our school teachers

Han Ziyang raised an eyebrow at her, his expression focused, and finally slowly shifted his gaze away: "I have to return to the company for some matters. Don't work too hard, and don't make others worry."

She hurriedly said to Miao Man: "Take a stack of white paper to 304, it's in the second-to-last drawer of the work cabinet." She turned and left, not noticing the glimmer in the little girl's eyes.

You seem a bit awkward just looking at Director Sun, and she suddenly felt that after that night, she could not face Han Ziyang. It was just right to pretend to be focused on conversing with Director Sun: "Have you finished your meal?" After exchanging a few casual pleasantries, Director Sun led a group of people out first.

This time it is not a problem, but the awareness of service must be ingrained in our minds—every guest at Nandai is a VIP, regardless of where we encounter them, be it in the restaurant, guest rooms, or garden, whether we know them or not, we must remember to greet them with a smile

The head waiter of the dining service hurried over and repeatedly apologized to Jun Mo, saying, "I am truly sorry, President Han and the others requested a private room at the last minute and just left. I arrived late."

On the other end of the phone, there was no sound. Jun looked at the caller ID with confusion, 304.

You slightly curve your lips and hear yourself say: "Really? I am willing."

He originally thought that as long as there were others around, she would always maintain a very simple working relationship with him, being respectful and without a hint of rudeness—today, however, he felt quite pleased in his heart: "Are you off work?"

Han Ziyang received a text message and replied: "Almost." He turned off his phone and boarded the plane. After dropping her off at home last night, he returned to Ruiming to handle official business, and this morning went directly to the airport, also planning to catch up on sleep on the plane—his biological clock had long ceased to exist.

After this round of busyness, Junmo felt that the hotel had become much quieter these days. In fact, it was not really quiet—rather, it had returned to its usual state, which was indeed a relief.

Miao Man nodded and suddenly asked, "Manager Li, should I thank General Han?" Her tone was very serious. Jun Mo was taken aback for a moment and smiled, saying, "Come on, you should. Thank him right now."

In the end, he did not give her a glance, yet his admonitions were clearly imbued with affection. Though he was far away, Jun could not hear the sound of the car fading into the distance; however, his thoughts were evidently not distant, entangled and revolving around a single point, becoming increasingly chaotic.

Han Ziyang smiled slightly, the corners of her eyes lifting, and pointed to the second floor of the restaurant behind her. Jun Mo turned to take a glance—that was a window of a private room on the second floor of the restaurant—an excellent location that offered a full view of the entire garden. She exclaimed, "Oh," and laughed, saying, "A group of interns has arrived, and I am showing them around to get familiar with the place." Thinking about how she had not eaten yet, she couldn't help but frown and gently placed her hand on her stomach.

He merely smiled and glanced at her name tag—Miao Man. Noticing that she was wearing the uniform of the housekeeping department, he thought to himself that such a beautiful girl should really be recommended to the human resources department to be transferred to his department—surely even the most difficult guests would have no complaints upon seeing a beauty

Jun Mo was taken aback and retorted, "How do you know?"

It seems that someone muttered, "That man just now looks very familiar."

The stars shone brightly, and as you were about to return home, the sound of high heels clicking on the concrete echoed crisply. In truth, she did not like high heels; when she first started working, the first thing she did every day after work was to throw off her shoes and check whether the wounds under the band-aids had healed. Eventually, she became accustomed to the thick calluses, yet her feelings remained difficult to change—after all, sneakers were much more comfortable for walking. Just then, she happened to encounter an intern who was also returning to the dormitory, and they all greeted her.

His car was parked not far away, and Jun Mo accompanied him as he walked over. Han Ziyang suddenly asked, "Why have you been wandering around the garden today?"

Please wait a moment, I will be right there

At this moment, Miao Man began to sob softly. The guest let out a cold laugh and said, "What are you crying for? I should be the one crying for encountering a hotel like yours."

Indeed, Han Ziyang glanced at Miao Man, but could not help but recall that time. There was also a girl who cried in front of him, her eyes swollen and red, looking disheveled, smiling as she said: "It should be me who is not supposed to say this, I made you wait for so long, otherwise this wouldn't have happened." The corners of his eyes lifted slightly, and he smiled casually: "Shall we go eat?"

One of the girls is extremely beautiful and is not shy: "Thank you, Manager Li, we can make it, let's persevere."

Do not bid farewell to them, walk into the dining hall, and ask: "Earlier, when we encountered the guests, how many of you smiled and greeted them?"

Upon entering the restaurant, the waiter was already cleaning. It quickly became warm, and Jun urged everyone, "While working at Nantai, do not be afraid of trouble, especially in winter. Remember to keep your coats handy at all times, as catching a cold is not good—of course, if you all enter the floor without taking them off, you will still catch a cold."

The scene seemed to be doused with cold water, instantly cooling down in an instant

Mr. Zhang hurriedly replied, "Not at all." Surprisingly, he said nothing more, and Jun Mo felt as if he had been granted a great reprieve. A few people walked past the waiter, seemingly not glancing back even once. Jun Mo placed his hand on Miao Man's shoulder and quietly asked, "Why are you being so careless?"

There were quite a few people in the hall, and Han Ziyang had been watching her from the side. Her hair was elegantly styled in a bun at the back of her head, and she wore light makeup, her complexion seemingly improved. She did not look in his direction, yet a faint blush gradually appeared on her face—perhaps it was due to the air conditioning. He smiled gently and shook his head.

She likes young girls who are bright and intelligent, and who look so sweet and clean, that she couldn't help but say a few more words: "Building 4 is the VIP building, the regular rooms and suites of Nandai are located here. Be careful while working, and if you are unsure, ask others more. Teacher Xie once told me, you were outstanding when you were in school."

Pure white whipped cream, brown espresso - if it is merely these two pure colors, a calm state of mind is even more necessary, one to dissolve the sweetness, the other to eliminate the bitterness

You suddenly smiled and said half-jokingly, "I'm here to chat with you and catch up, I can't even find time to eat." She waved her hand at him as she walked back, saying, "Goodbye, General Manager Han."

There were a few people nearby, each representing the myriad aspects of the world—some were overbearing, some were adding insult to injury, and others were being submissive. Jun Mo gathered his spirits and said: "Hello, I am the hall manager, Li Jun Mo. I sincerely apologize, sir."

Jun Mo smiled: "The gentleman in the light-colored shirt just now is the president of Ruiming, often featured in magazines, so it is not surprising that you recognize him." She paused, expecting to hear a chorus of astonished voices, especially as several girls had already begun whispering. "Therefore, I ask all of you to maintain a proper attitude—we are the service providers, and every guest at Nandai is a VIP." She emphasized once more, "Also, you may keep your phones on, but please ensure they are on silent and do not hold them in your hands." "Therefore, I ask all of you to maintain a proper attitude—we are the service providers, and every guest at Nandai is a VIP." She emphasized once more, "Also, you may keep your phones on, but please ensure they are on silent and do not hold them in your hands."

After much effort to present oneself as a mentor to guide the younger generation, the ringing of the service desk phone interrupted the moment, leaving Junmo with a sense of frustration as he casually picked up the phone: "Hello, Building 4."

You should not stand in front of Miao Man, smiling slightly and saying: "Thank you so much for this afternoon"

She suddenly felt a slight fluctuation in her emotions, and she remembered that University A was not in this city, but rather close to her hometown, just a half-hour drive away. Although the transportation in this area was quite convenient, her busy work often prevented her from going home during the New Year, and she frequently had to rely on her parents to come visit her. However, these things were not really important; she simply felt tired, tired to the point of wanting to find an environment where she no longer had to apologize to others in a low voice, nor wear a thick mask, and where she could smile at others even when her mood was extremely poor.

You must understand how difficult it is to deal with such a troublesome guest, it is truly just short of asking the question: "What do you suggest we do?" Such words are a major taboo, and one can only repeatedly apologize in a low and submissive tone

Miao Man was wrapped in the coat provided by the hotel, her face almost hidden in the collar of the coat, looking delicate and charming, though her complexion was somewhat pale. Jun Mo couldn't help but comfort her again, asking, "Are you feeling a bit better?"

"It's alright, I find it strange too. At this hour, I still ran into them at the door." Jun Mo signaled the interns to follow the team leader, "Alright, these students are in your hands now. Show them around, especially those assigned to the catering department; you can handle it as you see fit." Jun Mo glanced at the time: "In a little while, someone from the Human Resources Department will take them to their dorms. I will leave first."

You can't help but smile: "May I ask if the only impression I give you is that of eating?"

Director Xie assumed that she was unwilling and quickly smiled, saying: "It's fine if you are unwilling—I was just asking casually. Manager Li, you are doing so well at the hotel..."

She watched a group of people heading to the second floor, and only then did she turn around to leave, intending to go to the staff cafeteria for a meal. As she reached the door, she felt a slight surprise; that tall figure had not left. It seemed she heard the crisp sound of high heels tapping on the ground, and turning her head, she couldn't help but reveal a smile

She led the students around, introducing them to the restaurant, the club, and the uniquely styled accommodation buildings numbered 1 to 6. By the time they completed the tour, it was already past lunchtime. As she walked, she explained, "Please take a good look at the map in your hands and try to memorize the route as soon as possible. In case any guests ask you for directions, I do not want you to respond with several 'I don't know' answers." After a moment of thought, she added, "Even interns are not allowed to do that."

As Jun Mo stepped out, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the desolate chill of the garden, which was immediately dispelled by the soft laughter of the young people. Moreover, each student selected by the Human Resources Department was impeccably made up, their small faces adorned with hair buns that gleamed like beautiful jade. A few girls were dressed in the cheongsam uniforms of the catering department, and Jun Mo's gaze fell upon the leg of one girl, which was truly comparable to that of a magazine model

As Ma Chujing opened the door, he couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh," with a playful and mischievous demeanor, asking, "Is this a new waitress?" Miao Man felt somewhat awkward and handed over the paper, saying, "Here is the paper you requested." The door was opened halfway, and Han Ziyang, sitting on the sofa, looked over. She was a very quiet and sweet little girl, and for some inexplicable reason, he felt a stir in his heart, gently shifting his gaze away.

Yes, the hotel asked me to go for training. Jun Mo felt a bit anxious in his heart

Han Ziyang noticed the girl behind her and recalled: "Was it her who spilled the tea?" There was a hint of amusement in his tone, and it was evident from Jun Mo's expression that she probably found the afternoon guests rather unimpressive

Miao Man nodded confidently

When Director Xie came again, he repeatedly expressed his gratitude to Jun Mo

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When Jun Mo entered Building 4 again, her steps were hurried, and she was slightly out of breath from walking too fast. She had just received a call that an intern had spilled tea on a guest in the lobby bar, which immediately led to a dispute. In fact, what Jun Mo witnessed was not a dispute at all—clearly, it was loud scolding. She did not recognize the person involved, and at that moment, Miao Man was standing to the side, her eyes red, lowering her head and not daring to speak.

The interns were left speechless

Even in the cold wind, Jun Mo's face turned uncontrollably red as he stammered, "You are back?"

He looked at her and suddenly stopped in his tracks, feeling a bit flustered. He glanced around, seemingly trying to confirm whether the person he was waiting for was indeed her. Unable to help himself, he smiled and said, "I was waiting for you. I didn't greet you earlier, so I wanted to make up for it."

You need not feel embarrassed, as there is a sense of uncertainty. I can only say: "The students who came for the internship this time have all performed very well."

Han Ziyang had just exited the banquet hall when he saw her standing by the roadside, smiling and whispering with her companions. He slightly raised his head and called out, "General Manager Han."

You should not apply lip balm anymore, and replied: "I will be there shortly." This batch of new interns consists of third-year students from A University of Tourism, who have always been the internship signing unit for Nandai. After selection by the Human Resources Department, approximately twenty to thirty individuals can be successfully assigned to various departments for internships.

the third room on the left on the second floor

In the afternoon, while inspecting the work at Building 4, I happened to see that exceptionally beautiful intern, whose name you might remember is Miao Man. So I stood aside and asked her: "Have you memorized all the rooms in Building 4?"

After Director Xie finished his business, he hurried back to the school, leaving Junmo responsible for guiding them to familiarize themselves with the hotel environment. She looked out from the stairs of the administrative building, and the chattering sounds outside clearly indicated that the students were unable to contain their excitement. She checked the time, and it was just the right moment when there were not many guests moving around in the hotel, so she seized the opportunity.

Han Ziyang did not expect to encounter her here. He had been away on official business for more than half a month and had not contacted her upon his return to host guests. Hearing her inquire about his well-being, he slowed his pace but had not yet spoken. Instead, it was Director Sun beside him who stopped and said: "Manager Xiao Li? Are you busy?"

"Mr. Zhang? Have you been waiting long?" A familiar voice interjected at the right moment amidst the noise.

Such a confession... You lay in bed thinking for a long time—he said: "Just don't move..." His embrace is so warm that it makes one reluctant to pull away...

You should not listen, after thinking for a moment, she glanced at a boy standing aside, who was holding a very modern music phone in his hand. She smiled and asked, "What brand is your phone?"

However, she could not bring herself to speak; her patience had long been exhausted in the monotony of day after day

The boy was puzzled: "It's Ruiming."

The voice immediately became somewhat unsteady and repeated: "Hello, are you there?"

Thank you, General Han. Miao Man did not dare to look at him and said softly

As usual, I woke up early to work and received a text message on the subway: "Did you sleep well last night? I will be out for a week, shall we have dinner together when I return?"

He said: "You need to be more patient than I am"

Suddenly, it became clear—no wonder she was so angry and embarrassed. Jun Mo sighed, saying, "Let's just forget about this matter, and don't cry anymore. When encountering such a guest..." However, she could not continue and could only say, "Fortunately, President Han arrived in time." She called the catering department and instructed them to send the soiled clothes out for cleaning as soon as possible during dinner.

You did not say anything, just smiled: "I see. Mr. Han, we are leaving." She suddenly felt very tired, her mindset, in fact, was like the calluses on her feet, having thickened over time, yet it was precisely this— the occasional wave of fatigue that would hit her harder each time.

Manager Li, the intern has changed into the uniform and is now waiting on the first floor

Do not raise your eyes to look at him, a slight sense of embarrassment arises, and at the same time, an involuntary sigh of relief escapes, accompanied by a hint of anticipation

The garden is quite large, and a few girls, possibly wearing high heels for the first time, fell behind after walking such a long distance. Just ahead was a restaurant, and Junmo walked over to those girls and said: "Hang in there, once we reach the restaurant's studio, we can take a break"

Miao Man's makeup was completely washed away by tears, and she choked back her words, saying: "While I was serving tea, he touched my hand, and I panicked..."

Just as he reached the front of the car, Han Ziyang half-supported himself against the car door and asked very seriously: "What? Haven't you eaten yet?"