After introducing Song Zhichao to the welcome officer Wang Yan, Uncle Kun turned around and said to Song Zhichao: "Achao, you are here just right. We are there for a morning meeting. Come and I will introduce you to you!"

Song Zhichao smiled, "Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Kun."

"No trouble, I will be my family in the future. Of course I will do what the boss told me." Uncle Kun was happy to take Song Zhiqiao. Thinking of something, he turned around and said to Wang Yan: "A Yan, here you should take it first. If there are any guests, please greet us first. We will come after the meeting."

Wang Yan nodded and stood at the gate, responsible for welcoming guests. Uncle Kun was responsible for leading the way and led Song Zhichao to the morning meeting site.

On the way, Uncle Kun was very enthusiastic about Song Zhichao, saying that the general manager here had been away for more than a month, and someone had come today. He asked Song Zhichao if he needed to change his work clothes, there were suits or something here. Song Zhichao said, "I'm OK wearing this outfit."

Uncle Kun looked at his big-name Jinlilai suit and gave him a thumbs up: "Have a personality, this kind of clothes are really fashionable!"

The morning meeting was actually in the wine warehouse behind the dance hall. The place was very large. At this moment, in addition to the various wines piled up in the four corners, there were eight rows of people standing in the middle.

On his head is a young man wearing a black suit, with Aaron Kwok's hairstyle and Moss, and he can smell the smell of cologne on his body from a distance.

This man is not old, only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and he is quite handsome, but his eyes are a little bit too white, making him look a little sinister.

"You guys are fucking! You guys who eat the company but don't work hard. What should I do? Do you want me to tell the boss to fire you all?!"

"And you, Fatty Bo, how did you sell alcohol last night? How much beer is? How much is foreign wine? You eat shit, you can't even tell the difference between high and low!"

"The company has no obligation to support you guys. If you want to stay here, do it for me. If you are lazy, I will get caught and fired!"

The sinister man was stern and silent, and no one dared to say anything.

Uncle Kun whispered to Song Zhichao's ear and said to him: "This is Diao Jiahua, the head of the front hall."

When Song Zhichao heard this name, information provided by the breakfast shop owner immediately emerged in his mind.

Diao Jiahua is nicknamed "Thutenghua", which means he is very stubborn and likes to be stubborn. He is very arrogant and domineering in the Caesars Dance Hall. In addition to being Fu Qingying's person, Diao Jiahua is also a real Hong Konger.

You know, Hong Kong people in this era are very impressive, especially in small places like Pan Yu, Hong Kong people represent senior people, investors, and superiors with special identities.

It can be said that as long as Hong Kong people are here, they will regard themselves as emperors. Locals envy them and are surrounded by foreign girls, especially when it comes to women, whoever they want.

Not to mention anything else, Diao Jiahua himself has been to Pan Yu for two or three years and has no idea how many women he has played with. Basically, these women are delivered to him on their own initiative. As long as he says he is from Hong Kong, all of these women will have stark eyes and admire them very much. For Diao Jiahua, these women are just one word: cheap!

In fact, few people know that Diao Jiahua was actually just a bad guy when he was in Hong Kong. At first, he made a living on the streets, worked as a valet parking, and counting. Later, he entered a restaurant and was very versatile, and finally became the young supervisor of the restaurant. By chance, he was attracted by the eldest lady of the Fu family and thought he was quite good, so he brought him to Pan Yu and used him as his informant to manage the Caesar dance hall.

Fu Qingying doesn't trust Mark. For her, Mark is always an outsider, while Diao Jiahua is a Hong Konger, and she is much closer to her.

Relying on his Hong Konger from Hong Kong and Miss Fu's confidant, Diao Jiahua acted as a hero and domineering here. The waitress had never been taken advantage of by him, and the male waiter was bullied, slapped in the face, kicked her legs, and everything... Unfortunately, everyone dared not speak out. Even the previous general manager was angry with Diao Jiahua because he just said a fair word for the employees.

At this moment, Diao Jiahua, who was standing in front, scolded the employee, raised the list of points in his hand, and finally said with great confidence: "You all remember it for me, just get out of here if you are disobedient! For me, as long as you are a bunch of useless people, you can learn two words, that is - obedience!"

Most of the employees below gritted their teeth, and no one dared to say anything; only a few Diao Jiahua's supporters smiled and supported them.

The atmosphere is a bit cold.

Diao Jiahua likes this atmosphere very much.

I feel like I am the leader of the club, the boss of the dance hall, the boss and the king here. Who dares not accept it if he loses his mother?!

"Ahem sorry, Supervisor Diao, introduce someone to everyone."

Suddenly, the atmosphere was interrupted by the old guy, Uncle Kun.

Diao Jiahua glanced at Uncle Kun coldly, "What are you introducing?" Then he looked at Song Zhichao who was standing next to Uncle Kun, and joked: "Introduce him? What are you doing? Come here to sing and dance, and play clown?"

"Hahaha!" Diao Jiahua's supporter burst into laughter.

Uncle Kun's expression was a little awkward. He didn't expect that doing so would make Song Zhichao ugly.

Diao Jiahua looked proud. It turned out that he had already heard the news. He knew that Mark had secretly brought a general manager over to suppress him, so he deliberately gave Song Zhichao a warning.

The reason is very simple. Diao Jiahua has always coveted the position of general manager. She thought that she could be promoted smoothly by squeezing the original manager away. Unexpectedly, Song Zhichao appeared halfway, and Diao Jiahua would certainly hate Song Zhichao so much that she was itchy.

Faced with Diao Jiahua's sarcasm, Song Zhichao smiled and walked towards Diao Jiahua in front of everyone.

Only then did people realize that Song Zhichao's walking posture was very special, or domineering.

He was following a rare one-line path, with his feet rhythmically stomping on a line, and his steps were very rhythmic: coupled with Song Zhichao's calm expression and the confidence in his eyes, the whole walking posture was just one word: awkward!

Yes, very cool!

Very cool!

It seemed that Song Zhichao didn't take anyone seriously at this moment.

This feeling made Diao Jiahua feel very uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, there was someone more arrogant than him in this world.

Song Zhichao walked slowly to the front of the team, walked to Diao Jiahua, and stretched out his hand: "I'll get to know me, I'm the new general manager Song Zhichao."

Diao Jiahua had contempt and disdain on the corner of her mouth, and opened his hand, "Do you know you? Do you think so?"

Song Zhichao was still not angry or annoyed. He just raised his eyebrows, rubbed his nose a few times with his fingers, looked at the roster in Diao Jiahua's hand and said, "Can I look at the roster?"

"I'll show you what you are?"

Slap!

Song Zhichao slapped Diao Jiahua in the face with a backhand.

No warning!

Diao Jiahua was stunned by Song Zhichao's sudden actions.

All the employees were also frightened and all looked at Song Zhichao stupidly.

"I Pu, you old..." Diao Jiahua's swear words had not yet been said, and Song Zhichao turned his hand and slapped again.

Diao Jiahua's mouth was bleeding, and then she remembered to resist.

In fact, it is no wonder Diao Jiahua reacted slowly, mainly because he was used to being arrogant here, and because he was a "highest" Hong Konger, he looked down on these mainland boys at all. However, he didn't expect that Song Zhichao, the mainland boy, would dare to beat him, not once, but twice.

"Dare you dare to hit me? I will fight with you!" Diao Jiahua completely transformed into a bad boy and was about to pounce on Song Zhichao and fight with him.

Song Zhichao was extremely calm. This time he did not slap his face, but kicked him in the belly.

Diao Jiahua, who was about to get angry, directly covered her stomach and collapsed on the ground.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

The pain made him feel so painful that he burst into tears.

Song Zhichao bent down, calmly picked up the roster that fell to the ground, patted the dust on it, and announced: "Start the name! - Wu Bingkun..."

Next to him, Uncle Kun, who was stunned, hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Go——"

Song Zhichao said again: "Diao Jiahua..."

On the ground, someone was stubborn and silent.

Song Zhichao read it for the second time, "Diao Jiahua..."

Still don't say anything.

Song Zhichao kicked the other party in the head with a snap.

Diao Jiahua let out a "scream".

"So you can make a sound, you'll be fucking!" Song Zhichao rubbed Diao Jiahua's face with contempt.

On the ground—

Diao Jiahua suddenly felt like crying.
Chapter completed!