Zhou Ziyan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I think, what is my identity now? He is the eldest son of the Jiang family and the deputy executive president. With this identity, he hasn't been with them for a long time. In the eyes of those of them, he can still be on an equal footing with them? Even if he treats a guest, he will definitely be a high-end hotel, invites important people who hold important positions, and the rest, like those who can only eat about twenty yuan per meal, do you think they will not have any ideas?"

After Zhou Ziyan said this, Dajun was a little stunned. As the saying goes, people are divided into groups and birds of a feather flock together. If Zhou Ziyan really wants to treat guests in a high-end hotel, according to his current identity, even if everyone will give this face, many people will be restrained.

With restraint, even if you eat delicacies, what taste and appetite will it have?

——After all, it’s not someone’s relationship with Zhou Ziyan, it’s all like Dajun and Zhou Ziyan! Especially the employees of Jinhuyuan, who are not careful and cautious in front of the “Jiang Family Young Master” and Zhou Ziyan, the “Vice President”.

The feeling of love is the taste of Dajun, not without feelings.

In other words, Zhou Ziyan seemed casual and invited a meal, but in fact he wanted to lower his figure to the point of being like ordinary employees in Jinhuyuan and truly integrate into them.

This is a means of Zhou Ziyan to win people's hearts - as the saying goes, people are sweet and friendly. The closer they are, the more casual they are.

Dajun took a sip of the drink and then smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I always thought you were too stingy, so I found such a place to treat you. I didn't expect you to have such a deep meaning. Hehe, it seems that I blamed you wrongly..."

Zhou Ziyan smiled and said, "It's good that you know. In fact, there is another factor in treating you here."

"What factor?" Dajun asked.

"Look..." Zhou Ziyan replied: "It's only noon now, and there are still a few hours of work in the afternoon. They all have to go back to work. I want to go to a hotel to treat it, which makes people get drunk and a mess. Doesn't this delay people's work?"

"Uh, this is also..." Dajun took a sip of the drink and then smiled: "If you don't say that, I really think I've misread you, but after you say that, hehe, you still have selfish intentions, right? You can spend a few thousand yuan to treat you, and you are worried that people won't go back to work and earn money for your family. Hehe, this is a matter of the matter. They call you "Zhou Bapi". It seems that they are really right."

Zhou Ziyan smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I can be so unbearable. Even if I don't work for three days in the entire Jinhuyuan, I might not be hungry. But for them, in order to eat my meal, they have to earn dozens of dollars less at work for an hour?"

Dajun was stunned again. To put it this way, Zhou Ziyan really can't be called "selfish" but should be "conscientious" and understanding the difficulties of his employees.

In the eyes of most people, earning dozens of dollars less is indeed understandable, but in the end, some people are unwilling to suffer such losses.

For example, last time, when Zhou Ziyan and Xia Mingzhu were forced to leave Baige Group, many of the employees of Jinhuyuan were obviously dissatisfied with that old Gong and wanted to leave Jinhuyuan, but they just couldn't leave, they couldn't leave, and they couldn't leave. If they left Jinhuyuan, they would have no source of income and could not support their families.

After all, not everyone is a millionaire. Among them, there are also people with relatively difficult family backgrounds and who also care very much about the dozens of dollars they lost when they eat Zhou Ziyan's meal.

Zhou Ziyan sighed and then said, "Actually, if you are superior, you can't just feel the feelings of these people at the bottom. Sometimes, even if you can see it, you may not be able to do it. Otherwise, I would really want to take them to a hotel and drink him happily for three days and three nights."

At this time, Dajun couldn't help but sigh and said with a bitter smile, "I always thought that you are just as good as that. I didn't expect that your character is, hehe, is pretty good..."

Zhou Ziyan smiled bitterly and said, "Is it still 'not bad'?"

While talking, after get off work in Jinhuyuan, a group of girls came, and several of them came, but these girls were all in a hurry. It was probably because they had not finished their work, so they had to eat something quickly and then rush back to do things.

What Zhou Ziyan could not imagine was that the one who led the lead was actually that Xiaoqing.

As soon as Xiaoqing entered the store, she shouted directly: "Boss, the old rules, a lunch box, promise, you can collect the money..."

It seemed that it was really in a hurry. Even Zhou Ziyan, who was sitting inside, didn't even look at it, let alone notice it.

Just looking at the boss who helped him pretend, Xiaoqing kindly reminded him: "Boss, you're wrong, I want twenty yuan."

It was obviously Xiaoqing who discovered that the rice prepared by the old gang was much more sumptuous than usual and more sumptuous than usual, so the price was naturally different.

The boss handed the prepared meal to Xiaoqing, then laughed and said, "Oh, I said Xiaoqing, this is not my mistake. This meal is not charged for this one, but you Mr. Zhou treat you, holding it, holding it, not charging money..."

Xiaoqing took the lunch box handed over by the boss and asked blankly: "Mr. Zhou? Boss, who are you talking about? "

While helping another girl prepare food, the boss replied: "It's that, uh, Mr. Zhou, who used to advertise...uh, he just sat inside..."

When the girls next to him heard this, they were chattering, but they were stunned at this time, and then asked together: "Is it Zhou Ziyan, Mr. Zhou... Alas, that's it... Alas, Mr. Zhou..."

Several girls suddenly clamored and rushed in and walked directly to Zhou Ziyan.

But when he actually arrived in front of Zhou Ziyan, the girls suddenly lost their voices. They had thousands of words in their hearts, but they couldn't say it. Xiaoqing held the lunch box and before she could speak, tears suddenly flowed out.

Xiaoqing burst into tears, and the other girls couldn't help it. One by one, wiped her tears and sobbing, but she couldn't say a word.

Zhou Ziyan's chest was a little blocked, his nose was sour, and his eyes were a little red, but after a while, he smiled and said, "Whatever you do, it seems that you haven't finished your work yet. Hurry up and eat slowly and go back to do things."

Several girls held back their tears, nodded together, and said with a smile: "Yes, let's hurry up, slowly, finish the meal and go back to do things..."

"These girls..." Zhou Ziyan also smiled with red eyes.

Xiaoqing found a seat nearby and asked while having a meal with tears in her eyes, "Mr. Zhou, I heard that you have returned, why are you here now and when will you come to work?"

The girl next to me interrupted, "Sister Qingqing, what is Mr. Zhou's identity now? If you can come to see us, you are just taking a break from your busy schedule. Why would you come to work in our Jinhuyuan?"

The other girls were also chattering, all of which said that Zhou Ziyan is no longer the former President Zhou, so how could it be possible to come to Jinhuyuan?

Zhou Ziyan also sighed and said with a smile: "I can't come to work in Jinhuyuan. It's not because of my identity. I'll tell you, if anyone of you think it's because of that broken identity, I won't be nice to me. If you don't listen to me, who will I be anxious..."

As soon as Zhou Ziyan said this, he immediately realized that there was a big grammatical problem in this sentence, so he stopped immediately.

No matter what, these women, big girls and little wives, have to be kind to you, listen to your own words, etc. This is too embarrassing to say it, and it is very easy for people to misunderstand and think about it in a wrong way.

Among them is a sister-in-law who is over 10 years older than Xiaoqing. Sure enough, the princess smiled and said, "We hope to be able to be good to Mr. Zhou, but what kind of person is Mr. Zhou..."

Zhou Ziyan quickly interrupted the sister-in-law and said with a smile: "I won't talk about this anymore. By the way, all the brothers and sisters in Jinhuyuan are all okay during this period, right?"

After Zhou Ziyan asked this, Xiaoqing and a few girls fell silent again.

"What's wrong? Depending on your appearance, is there anything wrong with it?" Zhou Ziyan asked.

The sister-in-law, who was telling jokes, quickly took a few mouthfuls of food and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for your meal. I have a lot of things on hand, and I have to rush back and be busy. I'm sorry, I can't have dinner with you. I'm so sorry..."

As he said that, the sister-in-law stood up and smiled at Zhou Ziyan again, but Zhou Ziyan clearly saw the bitterness and helplessness in the smile of the sister-in-law.

The other girls also quickly stood up. Some said they were full, while others were carrying lunch boxes and said they wanted to take them back, and they ate while going back. However, without exception, the faces of the girls, although they were all smiling, they were obviously bitter and helpless.

Zhou Ziyan was not willing to force him, and he didn't want to keep them down and ask clearly. He had to smile lightly, speak politely to them, and then watch them walk out of the restaurant.

It should be Xiaoqing and the others who are the girls who are moving the fastest. After they left, in just a few minutes, no more Jinhuyuan employees came.

Dajun had already imagined this situation and smiled and said, "Brother, it seems that you are very popular, but there may be problems with your Kumhu Garden."

Zhou Ziyan gave Dajun a blank look: "If there is no problem, what else can I come to treat them to? Besides, yesterday, this morning, you didn't see what you saw, and who doesn't know what Jinhuyuan is apart from the problem."

Dajun took a sip of the drink and smiled, "Yes, yes, everything is within your expectations..."

Before he finished speaking, a bold voice came from the door and said loudly: "Boss, come thirty times..."
Chapter completed!