"What a big joke!" The black chicken spit out angrily, and then said: "They still discredit us, it's so shameless."

"Don't pay attention to it for now." Qianmiao said, then asked him: "How many people have applied for the job?"

The black chicken said: "There are quite a few people who intend to, just waiting for us to give them a raise."

"Then brush it off." She didn't hesitate.

Heiji knows what she thinks, and this salary really cannot be increased randomly. Just like work in funeral homes, everyone knows what the work is, so very few people go, even if they go, they go for a high salary.

If the salary is increased, it means that the hotel has acquiesced to those alarmist rumors, and that the hotel is a murderous shop.

If you want to wash away people’s fears, you have to start with themselves and look at this hotel with a normal heart.

As soon as the refusal message was sent out, within ten minutes, five people expressed their desire to come for an interview.

The black chicken smiled with joy: "Boss, these people are all veterans, there are men and women."

"You go to the interview and you are hired without any problems."

"Wait a minute." Qianmiao thought for a while, and then said: "Let them prepare your resume. You will interview directly at the side entrance, so you don't need to invite in."

"Okay, I know what you mean."

On this day, the live shows of the two hotels started almost at the same time, with different themes, but because of the relationship between the two managers, they were quickly tied together and became one of the hot topics discussed by everyone.

On the first day, Laixi Hotel won.

The anchor program they adopted was very successful and attracted a large number of fans to watch. In addition, the hotel was engaged in opening activities during this period, various discounts, and the number of orders surged.

At night, the front desk reported to Canglan that the rooms in the next half month were basically full, except for the presidential suite.

The presidential suite costs five figures for one night, and few people are willing.

Cang Lan was half happy and sad, and said indifferently: "It seems that our customer class is still too low, and we have to find a way to bring some high-level people over."

"Miss Lan, this is already very good, you don't know, the Das over there has been broadcasting for a day, so the popularity of the live broadcast room has only increased, and there is no one staying!"

"Don't worry, and wait slowly. If it is still like this after half a month, you can feel relieved.

After speaking, she asked, "How about Cui Jinghuan? Did you reply?"

"Oh, I've already inquired about this, it's purely a rumor! Cui Jinghuan's schedule for next month is already full, and there is no time to come to Wucheng! Das Hotel, it must be because of the poor skills that made this trick! "

Cang Lan sneered: "Really?"

"Really! That's right, it's a bit troublesome. Now the Internet says that he is coming back to our hotel. Now, how can we explain it?"

Cang Lan sat down on the sofa and said leisurely: "It's nothing, just make a statement at that time. Anyway, it's next month."

"Hey, too."

A person walked in outside, the lobby manager of the hotel, with a happy face.

"Miss Lan, good news, a guest just reserved the presidential suite for the next week."

Cang Lan was startled, and then smiled: "We must serve well! Who is it?"

"It's Tang Yi, President Tang."

Cang Lan narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly.