At this moment...
In the Chairman's office on the 33rd floor, on the top floor of the Golden Leaf Hotel:
Sam Lester, who was the general manager of the Golden Leaf Hotel, stood opposite a man in his 30s.
The man sat in the president's seat. He was half-sprawled on the seat and both his feet were on the table.
He was none other than the president of the Golden Leaf Hotel, Hugo Yates. He was also the largest shareholder of the Golden Leaf Hotel.
"Sam, do you have any recent updates to report on the hotel?" he asked.
He had traveled to a nearby state on business and popped by the hotel to see how things were. This was an unplanned visit and he would usually only visit the hotel once or twice a year.
"President Yates, everything is fine. Business is growing steadily and we're up by around 20% on a year-on-year basis," Sam replied.
"Good job, Sam. You've done a great job. You'll receive double the bonus you received last year, and the bonuses of the hotel's employees will also increase by 50%."
"Thanks, President Yates," Sam said deferentially as he bowed.
"Well, you may head back to work if you haven't got anything else to report! This is just an unplanned visit, I'll leave soon." Hugo waved him off casually.
Sam thought for a moment before adding, "President Yates, I'd like to report that a guest signed up for a membership card yesterday and immediately transferred 15 million dollars into his account."
"Oh? Did he do it under his own name or was it a corporate account?" Hugo asked, his interest piqued.
"It's a personal account. He also spent 200 thousand dollars on a single meal yesterday and requested the hotel to prepare meals for him on a daily basis. The food has to be of the best quality, and if he won't make it, they can throw it away."
"Why does he sound like a nouveau riche? How old is he?"
"The information we have shown that he's 21 years old and he seems to be studying at Jackinion University."
"21 years old? And just a student? Yet he transferred 15 million dollars to his account for meals? Have you met this guy?"
"I haven't met him, President Yates. He was attended to by our lobby manager, Sharon Chambers, yesterday."
"Please ask Sharon to meet me."
"Of course, President Yates."
Sam immediately called into his walkie-talkie, "Is Ms. Chambers around? Please respond once you receive my message!"
Soon, his walkie-talkie crackled with a response. "Mr. Lester, Ms. Chambers stepped out this morning and has yet to return."
Sam quickly glanced at Hugo before asking, "Do you know where she's gone?"
"No, she didn't tell us."
Sam halted the conversation, turned to Hugo, and said, "President Yates, I'll drop her a line now."
Hugo replied expressionlessly, "No worries. Let's wait for her return. Sam, how could you have allowed an employee to leave her place of employment during work hours without disclosing where she's going?"
"My apologies, President Yates. This was an oversight on my part. I'll definitely work on managing the employees and re-organize the way the hotel operates," Sam replied carefully.
He was a little upset at that moment. What was wrong with Sharon? She was usually an excellent employee, so why had she dropped the ball at such a crucial juncture? He was on the receiving end of a talking-to because of her.
The room fell silent. Hugo looked down and started playing with his phone while Sam continued to stand across from him. He didn't dare to move a muscle and prayed that Sharon would return soon.
Dominic and Sharon returned to the hotel.
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