In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

The little golden curls trembled suddenly, like a flower stamen lazing in the sun suddenly stained by raindrops. The pupils that had been calm and indifferent just now suddenly brightened. "Selene, you are here!"

"Why did you suddenly come to me?" The little curly-haired girl was too eye-catching. Fu Ziyan felt itchy and raised her hand to rub it without hesitation.

It had been almost ten days since they last met, and she didn't know what had stimulated Wilda. Seeing this, she lowered her head slightly, and very cooperatively arched her hair into her palm, her voice full of smiles: "Selene, if you like, you can touch me more~"

Fu Ziyan paused, ignoring whether Wilda was under some great stimulation, and followed Wilda's invitation and rubbed it twice more.

It would be so bad to refuse my friend’s sincere invitation. She is so kind!

After successfully pushing down his fluffy curly hair a bit, Fu Ziyan withdrew her hand and looked at him with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to my place first."

Seeing Selene again, Wilda was in a very good mood. Looking at the uncooperative and nagging employee just now, he felt that it was worthy of being a hotel managed by Selene. The employees were doing their job, abiding by the rules, and maintaining the privacy of guests.

The next moment, Wilda retracted his thoughts.

The "diligent and rule-abiding" employee looked at Selene with a surprised tone: "Ms. Fu."

Fu Ziyan withdrew her gaze from Wilda, her laughter still lingering as she looked up at her: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Seeing the employee's face, Fu Ziyan immediately realized: "Oh, it's you. I remember your name is Zhang Xiafei, right?"

Zhang Xiafei couldn't hide her joy. She hadn't expected the kindhearted woman who had helped her that day to be the Western Europe boss her manager had emphasized so many times today. "Yes, thank you so much, Miss Fu."

"It's just a small favor, I'm glad I could help you." Fu Ziyan smiled slightly, "You're doing a great job, keep up the good work."

Wilda pursed her lips, feeling a dark sense of unhappiness in her heart.

It was obviously him who found Selene first, so how come a light bulb suddenly appeared and Selene even remembered her name!

Fu Ziyan turned around to take Wilda away, and saw his deep green eyes like peacock feathers looking at her aggrievedly, with a look of "Are you leaving or not?" written in his eyes. Coupled with his hair that had just been flattened by her, and thinking about Wilda's arrogant look when she first met him, the contrast was too great, and Fu Ziyan couldn't help but curl her eyebrows.

"Wildah, let's go."

Wilda was happy. Although her back was still elegant, Zhang Xiafei felt that her walking posture revealed a sense of the pride of the winner and the arrogance of the loser in a battle between two armies.

The description of two armies fighting may be a bit grandiose. Zhang Xiafei's most intuitive understanding of this feeling is when he was a child at his grandmother's house in the countryside of China. After the fight between Dahuang and Erhuang at the village entrance, the winner Dahuang showed his attitude.

"Okay, Selene, let's have dinner together. I came here just to see you!"

Fu Ziyan chuckled: "It's no use for you to come to me. I don't have time to play those things recently." Besides, her father had just punished her. She didn't dare to go against the wind at this critical moment.

Wilda raised an eyebrow and smiled: "That's okay, I just came to see you, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"But I might be busy for a long time."

"That's okay, I'm free."

In the elevator, Fu Ziyan tilted her head slightly to look at him, "Don't you want to be a loser?"

Wilda turned sideways, raised his hands helplessly in surrender, a smile spreading in his eyes: "You are the winner after all, I have no choice but to admit defeat."

Fu Ziyan raised her hand and tapped his wrist, smiling: "Then, thank you."

"Sure, sure," Wilda said in broken Chinese. "As long as Selene is free, I'm always available to have dinner with you."

Fu Ziyan was a little surprised that Wilda suddenly spoke Chinese. She glanced at him and asked, "Are you learning Chinese recently?"

Wilda folded his arms across his chest, his chin slightly raised, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and pride and confidence radiated from his eyes and eyebrows. "It's just Chinese."

He didn't say that he just didn't want to have a big cultural gap with Selene.

Fu Ziyan found it funny. This person's arrogance was back. She curled her lips and said, "I wish you success."

With a 5,000-year-old culture, the Chinese language is a long and profound language that is not easy to learn.

"Of course." Wilda smiled brightly. He wasn't very fluent in Chinese yet, so he didn't understand Fu Ziyan's intention and simply thought Selene was blessing him.

Fu Ziyan looked at him being so "innocent", and the curve of her lips became deeper and deeper.

Wilda is a typical dark-skinned person with handsome eyebrows and deep, three-dimensional bones. Her pair of rich, green eyes are particularly charming when she stares at her intently.

Fu Ziyan could vaguely feel that Wilda's attitude towards her had changed since that skiing trip.

She wasn't opposed to a cross-border romance, but since Wilda hadn't spoken up, Fu Ziyan found the flirtation period quite amusing, and she wasn't in a rush to expose it. After all, it was something that brought her joy and fun, so whether or not it was a formal relationship wasn't important to her.

Wilda: No, this is obviously very important!

As a young golden retriever who hadn't yet taken over, Wilda was very careful about his position. He wanted to make his presence felt in front of Selene, but he didn't want to interrupt her work. If he showed off too much and annoyed Selene, he would have no place to cry.

So, Wilda came all the way to Birmingham just to have a meal with Selene. After dinner, he went home obediently and did not stay in Selene's suite to disturb her work.

Fu Ziyan was very satisfied with Wilda's thoughtful and interesting behavior, and rubbed his hair twice as a reward.

After finally getting my hair fluffy again, I took over the curls that were pressed down again: Reward???

The owner of the curly hair was very happy with this reward, and lowered his head to let Selene play more smoothly.

After watching Wilda leave, Fu Ziyan returned to the study in the suite to look through the documents sent by Winslow.

A hotel's operating status can be reflected in its financial statements. Besides the financial statements, Fu Ziyan reviewed and sorted through the work reports and feedback records. She had a general idea of ​​Winslow's management abilities and realized that he was running the hotel quite well.

As long as the hotel is run well, Fu Ziyan will not make any big fuss just to establish so-called prestige, and everything will be managed as usual.

What she wants to change is not a management issue.

*

After reading the documents for a long time, Fu Ziyan closed her eyes to relax for a moment before speaking: "Yvonne, please bring me Zhang Xiafei's files and work reports."

Fu Ziyan observed Zhang Xiafei's work from a sofa in the lobby that afternoon. She meticulously attended to every detail and demonstrated excellent service. She arranged rooms for elderly guests on lower floors, near the elevator, and for families traveling together, she inquired about the need for a child's cot.

This is actually a training point that is mentioned during employee training, but most employees will not proactively ask guests for various reasons.

Fu Ziyan was impressed by Zhang Xiafei's meticulousness and seriousness, which is why she asked Yvonne to find her file.

"Okay, miss." Yvonne quickly found Zhang Xiafei's file. Because the assistant list was being screened two days ago, Zhang Xiafei, as someone on the list, had her file moved aside, so it was very convenient to find.

I graduated from the Birmingham School of Hotel Management and have been working at the Yuanxi Hotel Birmingham Airport during my internship. I spent one month in the Guest Services Center, two months in Housekeeping, and three months as Assistant to the Finance Manager. I'm currently working as a front desk receptionist, and have been doing so for a month.

Fu Ziyan was quite satisfied with Zhang Xiafei's resume and said directly: "Assistant, please reserve a position for her."

He actually skipped the probation period and directly hired her as an assistant!

"Okay, miss." Yvonne lowered her eyes to hide the surprise in her eyes. Although she was surprised, she did not raise any objection to the arrangement made by the eldest lady. This was the eldest lady recruiting an assistant for herself.

Fu Ziyan raised her hand and handed the file back to Yvonne.

Although Zhang Xiafei has an excellent resume, it is undeniable that the fact that she is also Chinese played a big role in her being directly hired as an assistant.

Although she encountered only kindness after coming to the UK to study because of her father's reputation, this does not mean that she is unaware that other Chinese people also face discrimination based on their skin color.

There are good people in this world, and there are bad people too. Some people, when things aren't going their way, try to feel superior. Fu Ziyan isn't Superman, and she can't help everyone. But when she sees a capable fellow girl within her reach, she doesn't mind lending a helping hand.

Of course, extending a helping hand does not mean that Fu Ziyan will hire him as an assistant.

Her assistant's workload is heavy, and only capable people can handle it. When she saw Zhang Xiafei on the list yesterday, she was still determined to keep her position after she passed the assessment. But today, she decided to keep her because she saw Zhang Xiafei's potential and courage.

Although she had not inspected many stores, Fu Ziyan had already discovered some problems.

Virgil has good management skills. In recent years, the Western European area of ​​Yuanxi Hotel has been developing rapidly. At present, it seems that the general managers of several branches selected by him are as capable as Winslow.

If the store management throughout Western Europe is the same as the Birmingham store, then Fu Ziyan has no intention of making any changes in the specific management.

It’s just that in the past two years, due to the oil crisis, housing prices have fallen and overall profits have also declined.

After reviewing the financial reports of several hotels, Fu Ziyan focused her hotel reform efforts on the supply chain. She planned to establish Yuanxi Hotel's first regional procurement center in Europe to localize the supply of bedding and catering ingredients, thereby reducing costs.

Zhang Xiafei has worked in guest rooms, handled guest complaints, and also interned in the finance department. She should have some understanding of the purchase price of raw materials and is a serious and meticulous person. Fu Ziyan feels that she is qualified to be her assistant and help her deal with the subsequent supply chain reform.

Fu Ziyan tapped the financial statements on her hand and said calmly, "Yvonne, I want to localize the supply chain. Please arrange for someone to conduct an on-site investigation."

"Okay, Miss. I will select employees from the Western Europe headquarters office and form a field investigation team as soon as possible." Yvonne was not surprised that Miss Fu would take such a big action.

After all, he is the future heir of Yuanxi Hotel. It would be unreasonable if he were to be parachuted into the management team but continue to manage as the previous one.

"Three months, is that enough?" Fu Ziyan smiled kindly. "After I inspect all the branches and have a basic grasp of Western Europe, I can start the reform of localizing raw materials."

Yvonne's meal, three months is not a lot, but it is still a small amount.

But the eldest lady had already assigned the task, so of course she could only accept it, "Okay."

"I remember you said Winslow is staying in a hotel recently?" Fu Ziyan's voice rose, and she tilted her head to look at Yvonne. "It's not even half past eight yet, so he should still be asleep. Ask him if he's free and ask him to chat in the small conference room in the business center."

"Yes." Yvonne turned and left. When she came back a few minutes later, she gave Fu Ziyan an affirmative answer.

Fu Ziyan was not surprised.

While the hotel had a reserved room for the general manager, she had read Winslow's profile and knew he and his family lived in a villa not far from the hotel, and that Winslow rarely stayed overnight. His recent stay at the hotel was also because she had just taken on the new role and had made it clear she would be inspecting every hotel, with those in the UK being the first to do so.

Since she was staying at the hotel today, Winslow must have been prepared for her interview. Besides, 8:30 wasn't too late.

As a business hotel, the business center has staff on duty 24 hours a day.

The young intern with the employee name badge put down the phone in astonishment, still digesting what the general manager had just said on the phone: "Prepare the meeting room in advance, I need it at 8:30", but he didn't stop for a moment and went straight to the office to find the manager on duty and repeated the general manager's words.

She is just a small intern who sticks to the workplace survival rule of "when in doubt, ask your boss for help".

The manager's eyebrows twitched, and he stood up quickly, arranging her first: "Don't worry, go prepare the coffee and tea. Miss Fu and the general manager will be coming soon. Be polite and behave properly."

Miss Fu!

That was the distinguished guest that the manager and supervisor had repeatedly emphasized in the past two days.

The young intern took a deep breath to suppress the nervousness in his heart, and kept brainwashing himself, "I'm just an intern, and you can't blame me if anything goes wrong."

With the brainwashing package, she raised her hand to prepare coffee, neatly arranged the items in the conference room, and stood with the manager in front of the service desk in the business center to greet them.

The first person to arrive was the general manager, Mr. Winslow. As soon as he came in, he asked, "Is the coffee and tea ready?"

"Ready, sir."

The young intern's heart was beating nervously in his throat.

boom--

Bang bang bang!

Amidst the sound of her violent heartbeat, there was suddenly a rhythmic and slow sound of footsteps, followed by a young lady in a royal blue suit skirt stepping into her sight.

His brows were calm, with a faint smile on his lips. The pearl brooch on his chest slightly softened the aura of a superior.

She felt her sleeve being gently tugged by the manager beside her, and she reacted suddenly, saying in unison, "Ms. Fu, good evening."

Fu Ziyan raised the corners of her lips and nodded slightly: "Hello."

The young intern looked into Miss Fu's eyes and was instantly filled with joy: So, this is Miss Fu!