Chapter 11 The Prestige of the Boss and the Eye of the Boss
I rub!
what's the situation?
Jiang Lang was a little confused in his heart, and kept his expression on the surface. After having a drink with the two of them, he quickly asked questions in his heart.
"System, what's the use of hiding the title?"
"Ding~ The title can only be unlocked after completing special events. Wearing the title can obtain special effects. Different titles have different effects."
"Boss: 1. Boss' prestige 2. Boss' eyes."
"Big Brother Prestige: Wearing this title can increase your prestige in front of everyone, and make it easier to gain the trust of high-level talents!"
"The eyes of the boss: The boss is a person with a delicate mind. He can see people clearly and can check the loyalty of his subordinates."
Evaluation: A real boss is a strong man who can lead his subordinates to climb to the top. The higher the subordinate's status, the stronger the ability, and the stronger the effect of the title!
Good guy!
Hang in the middle?
Jiang Lang exclaimed in his heart that he was awesome!
From obtaining the system to now, in just two days, he already owns a Tomson Yipin and a five-star hotel, and his assets have already exceeded tens of billions!
He doesn't know how rich he will be in the future.
But he knew that with the increase of assets, he couldn't manage it by himself.
There will definitely be a lot of manpower needed in the future, and he doesn't want to live a hard life with money but no time to spend.
And the two effects of the title of Big Brother are simply tailor-made for him!
With a steady stream of talents to rely on, and the ability to check the loyalty of his subordinates at any time, doesn't this give him a reason to relax?
After hesitating for a moment, he looked directly at Jiang Hu.
If he remembered correctly, the title was triggered after he agreed to help Jiang Hu and Zhang Xiaoyu arrange work.
In other words, from the perspective of the system, these two people have become his subordinates.
All I saw was a number jumping out of Jiang Hu's head, 90! (full score is 100)
He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu again, there was also a number written on it, 83!
Sure enough, it was the same as I thought.
Jiang Lang nodded in relief. The only thing he didn't expect was that Zhang Xiaoyu's loyalty broke through 80, which was a surprise.
It seems that we can focus on training. According to the system description, the higher the subordinate's status, the stronger the ability, and the stronger the effect of the title!
Maybe in the future, with a wave of your hand, countless younger brothers will come to seek refuge, and that will be comfortable...
In a good mood, Jiang Lang once again raised his wine glass to invite him.
"Come on! Continue!",
"Dry!"
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Day [-] - noon
In the scorching sun, there was no cloud in the sky, and there was a slight breeze. The air seemed to be stagnant, and the hot sun seemed to be roasting the earth. There was not even half a person on the street, and even the beautiful Huangpu River. tourists.
In the Modu Peninsula Hotel-Presidential Suite, the sound of "Di Ling Ling ~" has been ringing non-stop.
"Hmm~"
Jiang Lang let out a thin, silky moan, rubbed his head vigorously, and grabbed the phone beside the bed.
"Fuck, Brother Lang! The sun is drying your butt, are you still awake?" Jiang Hu's voice came from the other end of the phone carelessly.
"Fart your fart!" Jiang Lang rubbed his brows and cursed.
"Come on! Xiaoyu and I succeeded in joining the job, Brother Lang, and I specially called you to report the results to you, old man." Jiang Hu said with a playful smile.
"After work, work hard and work hard to make money!"
"It goes without saying that I will stay in the hotel with peace of mind in the future, and try to buy a suite in Shanghai before the age of 35, so that Xiaoyu and I can be considered as people in Shanghai."
After a pause, the voice came again, with a bit of solemnity.
"Brother Lang, thank you!" Yu Yin trembled and choked up.
Hearing this, Jiang Lang was a little silent.
Should I buy a house in Shanghai before the age of 30?
Before he got the system, this was also his lifelong dream!
Having seen the prosperity of a big city, how many people are willing to go back to that dilapidated small town?
Countless foreigners are working hard in this steel cage-like city, don't they just want to have a home here?
However, more people can only leave with regret...
Turning his head and looking out the window, he teased and said, "Okay, don't talk about sensationalism, work hard, good luck, maybe you will be able to buy a house next year!"
This is not a joke, after the two joined the job, he had already secretly greeted Gu Banmeng.
With his backing, the positions of the two of them will advance by leaps and bounds. Of course, if the mud cannot support the wall, there is nothing he can do.
After all, no one will use money to help people grow up all the time, even their own brothers.
But Jiang Lang is still willing to believe the two...
I just don't know if their jaws will drop when they find out that the big boss of their hotel is Jiang Lang.
"Haha! To borrow your good words, I will hang up first, and we will meet again when I have time!"
"it is good!"
With the sound of "beep beep~" hanging up from the phone, Jiang Lang stretched lazily, rubbed his stomach, picked up the exclusive landline on the bedside table and called.
"In half an hour, arrange for a breakfast to be served."
"Okay ~ Boss!" The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely respectful.
Jiang Lang shook his head, turned off the phone, got up and took a shower.
He drank all day yesterday, and now his body is full of alcohol smell. If he doesn't wash it off, he feels that he can't smell it.
Half an hour later, when Jiang Lang came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, he realized that there was already a man wearing a white felt hat standing in the living room of the presidential suite, who seemed to be the chef of the hotel. .
"Hi, boss! I'm Li Ao, the chef of the hotel!" He glanced at Jiang Lang and nodded respectfully.
Jiang Lang sat down on the dining chair and said casually.
"Okay! Bring the breakfast in!"
Li Ao nodded slightly, walked outside the door and waved.
Waiters came in pushing the dining carts one by one.
After a while, plates of exquisite delicacies appeared in sight, such as pudding, steak, sausage omelet...etc.
In an instant, the entire dining table was piled up, and the corners of Jiang Lang's mouth twitched slightly, with black lines all over his head.
You must know that in the presidential suite, the living room is equipped with a large long-distance dining table, with 18 seats alone.
You can imagine how many breakfasts are placed on it.
Is this the face of the rich?
What an exaggeration!
"Cough~" With a dry cough, Jiang Lang shook his head and said, "You don't need to be so exaggerated in the future, it's too wasteful, just follow the normal standards." His voice was somewhat dissatisfied.
He knew very well that the chef did it just to please him.
When he is rich, he doesn't mind eating good food, but as a child who grew up in the countryside, such extravagance and waste really make him not appreciate it.
"Ah~ yes!" Leo responded quickly, his voice trembling slightly.
He didn't expect that he would do bad things with good intentions.
Jiang Lang shook his head, and said expressionlessly: "Okay, you go back, I don't like people watching me eat."
Li Ao nodded respectfully, and slowly withdrew.
Turning his head to look at the delicious food on the table, Jiang Lang shrugged and began to eat big pieces...