Chapter 134: People Like You Could Be Keyboard Warriors
This counterattack was great.
Both Frank and Zachary were very surprised by Yvonne’s performance.
For them, it’s easy to run a hotel well. After all, they all had a few dozen hotels at least that like the Violet Hotel.
But for Yvonne who worked as a general manager for the first time, it’s a sign that she had talent on it to do such a good job.
Yvonne herself finally understood as well.
Why did her mom love making money instead of cooking and doing laundry?
Because it’s so cool to do so!
The Violet Hotel got an amazing success and there was much money for her to do some other things.
Yvonne knew the importance of being compassionate to employees in the service industry.
A good perk was usually synonymous with a good service attitude.
If the employees could get good perks, they would be happy, then they had a passion for satisfying the guests.
Therefore, Yvonne gave a pay raise for all the people who had made a contribution for the hotel at critical times.
Then, the seniors who helped her to change the hotel had been promoted and given a pay raise by Yvonne. Even some who performed particularly well had had their shares increased.
Stacy was given a great amount of money for her loyalty as well.
Not only the managers, even down to every sweeping staffs were given bonuses of hundreds or thousands of dollars, and everyone was happy, saying that the new president was good, amazing and capable.
The near-legendary affair of the Violet Hotel was instantly spread throughout the hospitality industry.
The ones who left before were now regretting it.
They must be kicking themselves.
If they hadn’t left, they could make a big money and stay with sexy girls for working
now...
But what the real was they were unable to enter other hotels to work because they had betrayed their previous boss. Other bosses didn’t want such people to be there employees.
Even the barman got a job in the Violet Hotel. Compared with them, those managers were now the real hobos!
Eventually, Mr. Miller and Mr. Quick were the first ones who decided to talk to Yvonne.
After all, they had once dutifully swept the toilet for her for two weeks and worked as doormen for two weeks, so everyone thought that maybe Yvonne would be willing to meet them for the sake of "old days", so those people who were fired asked the two of them to call Yvonne and bagged her for mercy.
"Hello... Miss Taylor...
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, it’s me, Miller.
"I... Well... Could I... come back to the Violet Hotel?"
*
At the Violet Hotel.
Yvonne agreed to meet them this time instead of just scolding them away.
This came as a great surprise to both Mr. Miller and Mr. Quick... No, now they were just "Miller" and "Quick".
They carried a lot of fine food and local specialties to Yvonne’s office.
And of course, along the way they saw what the Violet Hotel was like now.
It was very shocking indeed.
Soon, Yvonne understood the reason for their visit.
"You guys want to come back to work here, aren’t you?"
"Yes, yes, Miss Taylor, you’re really amazing to understand it with such a short time. Young people are really thinking fast, look at us, we’re all going to lose track of the times... We want to follow you and learn more!"
"Yes, and those managers who left that time, we all want to learn from you and followed you to work a better future!"
"Okay."
Yvonne smiled, pushing her decorative glasses.
"But we need the youngsters now, as you have just seen, even the doormen in the lobby could sing and dance.
"If you two really want to come back, you’ll have to show off your talents, won’t you?"
"We..." Miller and Quick were both looking at each other in confusion. They had no idea what she meant.
"But we don’t have talent at dance or something else... do we?"
They were able to eat, to smoke, to drink, and the only technical activity for them was the singing in karaoke. However, their songs could always scared those escort ladies.
Where’s their talent?
...
Yvonne shook her head, "It’s simple.
"As long as you do what those hot dancers do and dance to the music in the lobby, attract people come up and ask you for pictures and autographs, and bring more people here, then I’ll believe you really are the ones who can improving performance for my hotel."
"Jesus!
"She’s humiliating us!" they thought.
Yvonne clutched her arms and smiled.
But there was no sincerity but taunt.
These two, greedy and sly, had stolen that amount of money from her family group.
She would trick them toughly.
"But Miss Taylor... You see, we’re old man and good at management, not dancing."
"We’re back as managers, not dancers in the lobby, Miss Taylor, why do you make us to do so?"
Yvonne said, "Our current managers team is all young people, and they are all good-looking. People at the Internet even said that we are the ’Most Beautiful Hotel Workers’.
"If you old men come back, not only will you pull down the appearance level of we ’Most Beautiful Hotel Workers’, but also you can do nothing for our performance by dancing... Well, let it go, you two should go home and retire..."
"No!
"Please wait!"
As soon as they heard that Yvonne was going to refuse, they hurriedly stepped forward.
God!
For the sake of money, they had to put up with it!
They heard that manager of the Food and Beverage department even had gotten several thousand dollars as a bonus. They wanted to get it, too!
All it took was for one person to come and ask for a photo from them, then they could come back to work here and get amazing bonus...
It should be okay, right?
What if they did it?
One people who asked for their photos, one chance for them to stay here.
Thinking of this, Quick and Miller didn’t care about the awkwardness anymore. They and their fat bodies in suits went to the lobby.
Yvonne was on the second floor overlooking the lobby, with a cup of coffee in her hand. She was ready to enjoy the scene now.
Gorgeous lights, dynamic music.
There’s something really funny about these two old men walking around here.
The Violet Hotel was now the domain of youngsters.
Quick and Miller walked on that glass walkway, not to mention dancing, they even walked unstable with their old bones. Both of them had to hold each other to walk on.
Two handsome Bratavia men stood in the lobby, taking the guests’ luggage.
There were also beautiful women with nice faces and sexy bodies for serving coffee, showing the way, making introductions, etc..
In contrast, they were like the wrong people for this place.
In the middle of the lobby, there was a catwalk on which two handsome Frobnia men were dancing and showing off their glamorous bodies.
They were really cool, they used to be a signature at the bar, and now they had already brought a crowd in this hotel.
Miller and Quick saw this crowd of watchers, at least a dozen of those people. They was stunned.
They really didn’t expect so many people to watch such performance. They was going to be disgraced this time.
But it’s not totally bad to have more people here.
With a big crowd, the chances of someone coming to get an autograph and a photo were around!
When they thought about this, Miller and Quick walked over and drove the two little handsome Frobnia men down the stage.
Then they stood on the stage, wiggling with their bodies.
What?
The crowd was dumbfounded at first.
What were these two doing?
The two Frobnia dudes were also a little surprised, but kept a polite smile on their faces as they stood gently by and watched them.
It’s like they were looking at two strange things.
Miller and Quick did know nothing at all so that they could only follow the example of
two Frobnia boys, waving their hands and then stomping their legs.
Then twisted...
It was confusing enough that they kicked the two handsome boys off and got on stage themselves, but now they were even dancing. That dance made the people feel sick, really.
"What happened? Are you guys sick?
"Or you are drunk? Silly ass!
"Security, hurry up and take them away!"
"That’s right, we’re here to see handsome boys, not dumbasses, are you kidding me?"
...
Uh-oh.
Mr. Quick and Mr. Miller were very aggrieved.
<It’s true that we don’t dance well,
or being ugly.
But why did they call us stupid.>
Upstairs.
Yvonne held her coffee, taking in this scene from a high position.
Stacy Lawson was holding her laughter, "Miss Taylor, you are brilliant. These two dirty guys screwed our and even had the guts to come back. Now it’s time to give them a lesson."
"But... what if there was really someone taking photos with them?"
"So what?"
Yvonne wasn’t bothered at all.
"The decision is up to me. How could they join the team without my consent?"
Stacy gave a thumbs up, "Brilliant!"
"But, I guess no one will want to do that."
Downstairs in the lobby.
Mr. Quick and Mr. Miller had tried to dance for a couple of times, but were interrupted by the booing.
"Idiots, stop dancing!
"It’s disgusting!
"We want to see good-looking dudes!
"Not you!"
Not long after, the security guard came.
The older guard instantly recognized the two dancing men.
"Isn’t it... Mr. Miller?"
Silas Miller’s face turned pale.
"I can’t believe there are acquaintances.", he thought.
He quickly turned around and kept dancing with his back to the crowd. "Geez, is this guy sick. Why he doesn’t stop? Get the out of here!" He was bloody embarrassed.
"Why are you so excited see them?", Mr. Quick got a bit mad.
It sounded just stupid.
It was all about skills. Not anything else!
A cool young lady held her arms in a sneering manner. "Why it looks like you know more than anyone else? "Then I highly doubt you guys have some dark secrets."
Mr. Quick and Mr. Miller were both in their 40s and 50s and were actually quite traditional.
They really didn’t expect the little girl to be so eloquent and "outspoken".
"What are you talking about!
"I’ll sue you for slander!"
"And I’m suing you guys for damaging my eyesight," the young lady wasn’t afraid at all, "We want to see handsome guys. It’s just that simple.
"Only you stinking rednecks are talking about bullshit!
"Hey, listen, you guys are losers in real life and the kind of keyboard warriors on the Internet!"
Losers?
They used to be bosses in the hotel industry.
And today they were actually being called losers and keyboard warriors by a young girl?
These two start shaking with anger.
"You little girls are just superficial. All you know is to look at cute guys. "What’s so attractive about that kind of man? "What else is there besides good looks?
"That’s loser!"
Mr. Miller shouted.
Do people all like good-looking guys?
Actually, I also think it’s important for men be cultured. And I just hate those who are
being jealous and tend to attack women on line.