Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Seeing Zhang Jian's sweaty and stammering appearance, Zhang Jianbin glanced at Wang Yuyan beside him and instantly knew what was going on.

This idiot must be trying to steal Jiang Cheng's woman...

How stupid!

For them, clients like Jiang Cheng are no longer just simple clients.

It's more like an invisible connection Chen Jianbin has in Kyoto.

As long as I can maintain a good relationship with Jiang Cheng, maybe one day some hidden opportunity will come.

Chen Jianbin immediately smiled ingratiatingly at Jiang Cheng, "Mr. Jiang, you're joking. If you're dissatisfied, it must be a problem with our service. Don't worry, I'll fix it right away. From now on, whenever you come, I'll personally entertain you..."

Chen Jianbin spoke frankly, and Jiang Cheng simply smiled.

She didn't respond to his comment.

At his level, there's not much need to be said.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't respond, Chen Jianbin's gaze fell on Wang Yuyan.

Seeing the employee badge in her hand, his eyes immediately lit up.

With a warm smile on his face, he said, "Miss, judging from your name tag, you're an intern here, right?"

Wang Yuyan glanced at Jiang Cheng upon hearing this.

That's right, she wasn't originally from Aman when she came here for her internship; Jiang Cheng arranged for her to be at Aman.

But judging from Chen Jianbin's reaction, he clearly didn't know about Jiang Cheng's arrangement.

Wang Yuyan nodded slightly to Chen Jianbin, her tone polite yet distant: "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Wang Yuyan, an intern here."

"Intern?" Chen Jianbin was taken aback.

Looking her up and down, her demeanor and speech didn't seem like those of a recent intern.

Unable to resist asking further, "This young lady looks so capable, which school did she go to?"

Wang Yuyan gently stroked the edge of her employee badge with her fingertips: "I used to work at Amanyangyun in Shanghai. Later, I applied for a six-month joint study program. I took theoretical courses at the Lausanne Hotel Management School in Switzerland and did practical training at the partner campus in Sweden. I ran back and forth to complete my credits. Now I'm back in China for an internship."

After hearing Wang Yuyan's introduction, Chen Jianbin immediately made up his mind.

Aman in Shanghai?

Case solved.

This Wang Yuyan is the same private butler who previously served Jiang Cheng and later resigned.

It turns out they were sent abroad for further studies.

It seems that Jiang Cheng values ​​Wang Yuyan quite a bit.

Upon thinking about it, Chen Jianbin's eyes lit up instantly, and his tone was full of amazement.

"Lausanne, Switzerland?! That's the pinnacle of hotel management! And the practical training base in Sweden is an extremely rare resource in the industry! With your resume, you'd be more than qualified for a management position, let alone an intern!"

Wang Yuyan smiled and said, "President Chen, you flatter me. There's still so much I need to learn..."

"Young lady, you're too modest. Someone with work experience who went abroad for further studies is a real talent for our hotel! A truly rare talent! Aman Resorts is exactly missing young people like you who have both theoretical knowledge and practical skills!"

The obsequiousness in those words was all too obvious; it was clear that she was deliberately trying to curry favor with him out of respect for Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng listened, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He turned to look at Wang Yuyan, his tone casual and teasing: "Alright, Mr. Chen, I still need to invite Miss Wang to dinner, so I won't chat any longer."

He paused, then gestured with his chin towards Chen Jianbin, a playful smile on his face: "I'll treat you to dinner another time when I have time."

"Okay, okay!" Chen Jianbin quickly replied, his face crinkling with laughter.

She eagerly stepped aside to make way, saying, "Mr. Jiang, please take care; Ms. Wang, please take care! Let me know in advance next time you come, and I'll personally arrange a VIP room!"

The two walked out side by side. As they passed through the lobby, the employees' gazes had long since changed from initial curiosity to deep awe, and they didn't dare to even breathe loudly.

Wang Yuyan turned her head to look at Jiang Cheng, her fingertips gently stroking the buttons on her coat.

A warm feeling welled up in my heart that I couldn't quite explain.

Her internship was arranged through Jiang Cheng's connections.

He could have easily revealed his identity to Zhang Jian.

A single sentence could have made her swagger around the store, yet she chose to pretend to be a casual acquaintance who struck up a conversation.

Wang Yuyan knew that Jiang Cheng did this partly because of his perverse sense of humor, and partly because he wanted to give her face.

Although she is quite capable, she is still involved with a rich second-generation like Jiang Cheng.

In the future, her work will definitely be associated with various labels from her colleagues, such as being a gold digger, using connections, or being "kept by a rich man."

As he did now, Jiang Cheng merely offered a helping hand before quickly letting go.

He never did anything to show off her as if she were his personal property.

He shielded her from all possible gossip in a subtle way, giving her ample dignity.

Just as Wang Yuyan was secretly moved, she faintly heard Zhang Jian's voice behind her.

"Mr. Chen! You want to transfer me over such a small matter? I've been at the Summer Palace store for a full eight years! From opening until now, when have we ever failed to lead the way in sales? All these years I've contributed to the company..."

Chen Jianbin's voice suddenly turned cold as he interrupted him: "So what if it's been eight years? How many years has the Summer Palace branch been established? You have made contributions, but that doesn't give you the right to be arrogant and make things difficult for others in public!"

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of impatience, yet also a sense of weighing his options.

"Firing you wouldn't sound good if word got out, it would damage the company's reputation. How about this, I won't make things difficult for you, I'll transfer you to that store in the suburbs, it's less stressful there, a good opportunity for you to reflect on your actions."

Chen Jianbin's words were completely unvarnished, leaving no room for negotiation.

Zhang Jian's voice rose instantly, filled with disbelief: "A suburban branch? Mr. Chen! How can that place compare to this? It's not Aman, it's one of those shady hotels... This is..."

"Alright, dismissal or transfer, you choose..."

Wang Yuyan turned and glanced at Zhang Jian as she was leaving the hotel.

Jiang Cheng asked, "What's wrong? Do you feel sorry for him?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head: "If it were me in the past, I might have felt sorry for him, but that's because I was looking at it from the perspective of a worker."

She paused for a moment, then said, "But after being with you, and with my studies in management, my horizons and perspectives have broadened."

"How to say?"

“From a hotel management perspective, Zhang Jian is indeed not suitable to be a lobby manager. A high-end hotel like Aman, especially in Kyoto, is full of dignitaries. It’s easy to offend people if you’re not careful. He has been in this position for many years and has long lost his sense of crisis and respect.”

"Lack of manners, poor judgment, and narrow-mindedness—these three qualities would be beneath the standards of an ordinary hotel, let alone Aman."

Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Well, not bad, Wang Yuyan. You should look at someone with new eyes after three days."

The two got into the car side by side, and the black sedan slowly started moving, shutting out the noise of the hotel lobby.

Wang Yuyan turned her head to look at him, her eyebrows curving upwards, and reached out to touch Jiang Cheng's thigh.

"It's all thanks to General Jiang's excellent teaching."