"We will be setting up an area here for visitors to eat. Mr. Xu, would you be interested in setting up a stall at the convention center to sell boxed lunches?"
Okay, it's alright now, it wasn't a problem with the boxed meals.
Xu An calmed down and went through the words the other person had said in his mind, word by word, before his breathing became rapid again.
Holy crap, setting up a stall to sell boxed lunches at the convention center—this is a huge opportunity! At machinery and equipment exhibitions like this, besides students and enthusiasts, most visitors are there on behalf of their companies to buy products! This is a massive advertising opportunity! I have to agree!
Jinxiu Hotel.
Wang Fulong's daily work routine was exactly the same as the previous days: arriving at the company on time to clock in and attend the morning meeting. After the meeting, he would change into a suit and go out to find 'partners'. He would go to the park to watch old men write calligraphy, watch middle-aged women dance in the square, watch children play hopscotch, and watch uncles play chess.
However, today was a little different. Around 2 PM, he received a call from his new supervisor, saying there was an urgent task requiring his attention. Wang Fulong couldn't think of anything at the hotel that required his presence, but since they wanted him back, he decided to go. After glancing once more at the tightly contested chess game, Wang Fulong reluctantly set off on his journey back to the hotel.
Just as I reached the hotel entrance, before I could even tidy myself up, the new supervisor rushed out and grabbed me, saying with a smile, "You've worked hard these past few days, Brother Wang. I have an important task and a good job for you to handle next."
Ren Jialun couldn't hide his smile and said in a light tone, "I just received a call from the Shanghai Convention and Exhibition Center. They're planning to set up an area inside the venue to sell food to attendees and invited our hotel to participate. This was a project you were in charge of before, Brother Wang, so I'm handing it over to you now."
Wang Fulong was completely confused by what he heard. It took him a while to figure out what was going on. He was being asked to set up a stall at the convention center!
Wang Fulong didn't refuse; he couldn't refuse, nor did he intend to. Compared to the sweltering heat outside, it was definitely more comfortable to go inside the convention center and enjoy the air conditioning! Either way, it was an exile, and the convention center was far more comfortable than a park in the summer.
"By the way, you probably can't handle everything by yourself. Do you think we should bring someone else along?" Ren Jialun pretended to think for a while before saying, "How's Lu Ziyue, who was learning from you before? You two are familiar with each other. Now that there's an opportunity, wouldn't it be a win-win situation to let him continue learning from you?"
A flash of displeasure crossed Wang Fulong's eyes. He had no problem with how his new supervisor treated him; a new broom sweeps clean, that's normal. But for this man to extend his reach to his own apprentice was going too far!
But the flame in his eyes quickly dissipated. So what if it went too far? Even if he lost his temper, even if he had a falling out with the new supervisor, so what? It wouldn't make a difference. The new supervisor dared to treat him this way because those above him had definitely given their tacit approval. Suddenly, he felt utterly bored with his current job and a deep weariness and a hint of disgust towards the company he had worked for for decades.
"It's up to you, supervisor. You can send whoever you want; I have no objections," Wang Fulong replied with a smile, suppressing his dissatisfaction.
Ren Jialun was very satisfied with Wang Fulong's attitude and didn't say anything more. He handed over the matter of setting up a stall to sell boxed lunches at the convention center to Wang Fulong and stopped interfering in the matter himself.
End of this chapter
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