Fang Ming looked at the obviously rhythmic public opinions on the Internet and couldn't help but sneered: "Sir, why do you feel that this is deliberately targeting you?"
"Don't feel it, just be confident." Nangong Jue also smiled, "But this is too childish." Do you think you can defeat him like this? As everyone knows, the main industry of his Zunjue Group has never been industry, but venture capital, stocks, and futures.
Even if the Earl Hotel is closed, it will be nothing to him.
But, how many people know that they are the owner of the Earl Hotel?
Although he has not deliberately concealed his identity recently, he has not made it public either. Therefore, only a few people know about it.
And those two waiters were his employees, but now, after failing to frame Le Yao, they framed the hotel instead. That purpose
Yang Jinxuan, you really let me down. Such methods are really
"However, since you took action, don't blame me for fighting back. I hope you can bear it."
Le Yao no longer paid attention to the matter in the hotel. Nangong Jue would definitely handle it anyway. She had been answering the phone these days because the ratings of the second episode of "Food is the Sky" were soaring. It directly surpassed the first episode, so the crew began to prepare for the filming of the third episode, and the first one invited her to be a permanent guest.
Then other agencies, film and television companies, etc., kept calling her, hoping that she could sign a contract and debut.
Le Yao simply refused them all.
Some people did not give up and even came to lobby her face to face. After all, she has already reached the top. With just a little packaging, she will definitely be a super money tree.
As a result, Le Yao not only rejected everyone's invitation, but also turned all those who came to her into customers of their gourmet hut.
Qiao Qiao was very convinced by this: "My dear, you are a good marketing expert. You are a film and television talent in the sales circle who has been buried by your cooking skills."
"What nonsense?" Le Yao chuckled, "The key is that our food is delicious, the materials are top-notch, and they all know the goods." She sealed the two big bags of snacks for Jiang Lin, "Hurry up Let¡¯s go, the two-hour flight won¡¯t affect the taste.¡±
Qiao Qiao picked up her bag and left. She had to go back to the imperial capital because her father, Comrade Qiao Feng, said he had athlete's foot and couldn't manage the company, so he cried, made trouble, and hung himself to make her go back.
As a filial daughter, she couldn't refuse.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Le Yao is particularly reluctant to go out. What she likes to do most is stay in the air-conditioned room and cook. Of course, it¡¯s the salted fish making test papers, because even if she gets into the top ten, she can¡¯t get out of it. The lovely principal and his wife were tortured by test papers, but fortunately she and her friends were used to it. Everyone even said that it was a bit uncomfortable not to write two papers in a day during the rest days.
??Typical masochistic physique.
On this day, she had just returned to Longting from the gourmet restaurant. She had taken a shower and was about to brush her papers when her cell phone rang. When she saw that it was a call from the store, she hurriedly picked it up.
"Le Yao, Mr. Nangong from the imperial capital is looking for you." Qiao Hua's voice came, "We said you were not here, but he didn't leave. He led several people to block the store, like a gangster, and all the customers were I don¡¯t dare to come in.¡±
"Mr. Nangong from the Imperial Capital?" Le Yao frowned, "Which Mr. Nangong?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com