Chapter 321: The Hotel's Panic

The hotel leadership received a report that foreigners had fainted, and they were terrified. They all ran over; if anything happened, they couldn't afford to bear the responsibility.

Then they saw the crazy scene, especially when they saw Zhou Andong on the stage, holding a microphone, shouting, jumping, and dancing; the faces of several people turned green.

"Who is that? How did he get on the stage?" General Manager Wang Qihua asked sternly.

The security guard shrank his neck: "We don't know either."

Wang Qihua's expression became even uglier: "Go, get him down for me. No matter who he is, send him to the police station for a few days. It's simply lawless; is this a place where he can mess around?"

Manager Kang looked at Zhou Andong on the stage, always feeling a bit familiar, and then suddenly thought of Yang Ming. That guy up there, he wouldn't be with Yang Ming, would he?

Sweat broke out on Manager Kang's forehead. If he really was brought in by Yang Ming, once something happened, he had no doubt that this blame would definitely be pinned on his head.

This made him want to cry a little. I was just trying to please Young Master Yang, so why did something go wrong? He couldn't help but feel resentment toward Yang Ming in his heart. You knew how important today's event was, so how could you bring such a person in?

"Oh, oh!" A foreigner saw that the hotel leadership had all arrived, made a very exaggerated gesture, and said in very stiff Chinese.

"Wang, this banquet you arranged is too great." As he spoke, he pointed at Zhou Andong on the stage, "I didn't expect that you Chinese would have such a professional DJ. Tonight's carnival will make me unforgettable for a lifetime."

Another foreigner gave a thumbs up: "Very good!"

The leaders didn't know what to say one by one, and the security guard asked cautiously: "Still... still get him down and send him to the police station?"

A leader cursed: "Send him to hell! Call the medical team to the entrance to stand by; if an accident occurs, handle it at any time."

"I'll go notify them right away!" The security guard ran off in a flash.

Wang Qihua saw that there was nothing wrong, so he came out.

"These foreigners, really..." A leader shook his head.

"No matter what, as long as they are happy, they can help us promote it when they go back." Wang Qihua looked at Manager Kang, "By the way, Old Kang, that DJ or whatever, go ask who he is and if he has any interest in working here. We can give him a high salary."

"Okay!" Manager Kang finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, turned around and went back. He had to find Yang Ming to ask about this matter.

Yang Ming had not left the floor, watching the crazy scene stirred up by Zhou Andong, feeling a bit like crying without tears.

"Yang Ming!" Manager Kang found him.

When Yang Ming saw Manager Kang, his only thought was that his father knew about this and had sent someone to find him and take him back.

"It's too chaotic here, let's go out and talk." Things had reached this point, and Yang Ming could only bite the bullet and walk out, thinking about pushing this matter onto Xiao Liuzi after going back.

After leaving the banquet hall, Yang Ming said: "Is my dad looking for me?"

Manager Kang was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's General Manager Wang, asking me to ask who that DJ on stage is, if he is willing to work at the hotel, we can give him a high salary."

Hearing this, while Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, the expression on his face also became strange.

"Let him work at our hotel? Is Old Wang about to retire?"

"Ah?" This made Manager Kang a bit confused, "What does this have to do with whether General Manager Wang retires or not?"

Yang Ming laughed: "He is the factory director of Jiangzhou Winery. If Old Wang doesn't retire, what job can you arrange for him?"

"He... he is the factory director of Jiangzhou Winery?" Manager Kang was dumbfounded. Of course he knew about Jiangzhou Winery; the hotel's Jiangzhou Yugong liquor had very good sales.

Yang Luo patted Manager Kang on the shoulder: "Let Old Wang give up this idea. Even if he gives up his position, the other party wouldn't even care. The Peace Hotel's temple is too small to house a true Bodhisattva."

Dawn broke, the morning glow rose in the East Sea, and the surface of the Huangpu River was dyed gold.

It was a crazy night, and Zhou Andong's throat was almost hoarse from shouting, but looking at the foreigners below, not just the young people, even the elderly had flushed faces and looked as energetic as ever.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Zhou Andong held the microphone and said: "Are you tired?"

"No!" The voice was still loud.

Zhou Andong smiled: "Since you're not tired, let's go to the side of the Huangpu River together. I think its beauty will definitely make you feel amazed."

"What's there to see at the Bund." Zheng Xiyan said, "Let's go back to sleep."

Guan Tingya looked at Zhou Andong, who was leading a group of energetic foreigners out of the Peace Hotel, and muttered through gritted teeth.

"If you dare to betray Sister Qiuqiu, I won't spare you." After finishing, she stomped her foot and followed Zheng Xiyan and the others back to their rooms to rest.

Arriving at the riverside avenue of the Bund, the foreigners saw the Chinese people doing Tai Chi in perfect unison. In the backlight, their white hair was like snow, and the shadows on the ground were stretched very, very long...

It immediately attracted a burst of shouting and yelling from these foreigners. Suddenly, from somewhere, a large number of Western media arrived, some holding cameras and filming crazily, others holding voice recorders and conducting interviews.

The hotel operations manager saw all this, and the nerves that had been tense all night finally relaxed.

"I believe that very soon, the colorful stories of Shanghai will spread throughout the entire Western world, signaling that our country is further opening up.

I believe that very soon, foreign tourist groups will flood into Shanghai like a tide. I believe that the side of the Huangpu River will soon welcome its first luxury cruise ship..."

Yang Luo leaned against the riverside railing, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Eileen walked over from a distance, then learned from Zhou Andong and leaned against the railing: "Zhou, thank you."

Zhou Andong asked: "Thank me for what?"

Eileen looked at Zhou Andong sincerely, her beautiful eyes seeming to flash with light: "I have never been this happy before. This is what you brought to me, so of course I have to thank you."

"Eileen!" A woman's shout came from afar.

Eileen said with some helplessness: "Sorry, Zhou, my good friend is calling me. I'll go see, and I'll be back in a while."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong nodded.

Eileen walked away quickly, Zhou Andong had a cigarette in his mouth, stretched, and turned to walk toward the hotel.

Soon Eileen came back, but she didn't find Zhou Andong, looking disappointed and a bit aggrieved.

Flora, who had been watching her, walked over: "Zhou, he went back to the hotel."

Eileen was silent for a long while before saying: "Teacher, does he not like me?"

"How could that be?" Flora said with a smile: "You are so beautiful and so kind, how could he not like you? It's just that Easterners are very reserved about their feelings.

I have already inquired, he is staying in the Italian suite. We are leaving this afternoon, if you want to say goodbye to him, go now, there is still plenty of time."