Chapter 423 The Fly Incident

They waked up at one o'clock in the afternoon.

Olive was woken up by hunger. Alan didn't wake her when he got up. She found him in the study who
was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window and talking on the phone.

It was probably Kent on the other end of the line because Alan's tone was relaxed and glib.

"It seems that you had a good night."

"How about having dinner with us tonight?"

"Take your little girlfriend?"

"Of course, then we'll play mahjong and eat with you tonight."

Before Alan could agree, Kent already hung up. He shook his head, turned around, and saw his little
wife walking towards him sleepily.

"Don't sleep a little longer?"

"It will be night soon."

"Kent is bringing his girlfriend over for dinner tonight."

"They are really together?" This meteor shower really had the legendary magic charm.

Alan thought for a while, "Not really. You'll know when they come. You are a woman, and you should
know girls' thoughts better than we do. You can help Kent figure out what that girl was thinking."

"Maybe I should be a detective," Olive said with a smile. She also wanted to know what kind of girl
could attract Kent. That girl must have a unique personality no matter how ordinary she looked.



"Are you hungry?" Alan quickly shifted his attention to her.

Olive touched her stomach, "I was wakened up by hunger."

He went to get her food and made her a cup of milk. When she was about to drink, she moved the cup
away from her mouth, held it in her hand, and said to him, "Honey, take Annie over tonight."

"It's only been one day since you separated from her. You miss her so much? If we are separated, will
you also miss me so much?" Alan was a little bit jealous.

Olive was amused, "You are jealous of your daughter? I want Annie to come over because she could
bring us and Kent's girlfriend close. Girls always like little kids, especially those who are cute and
sensible. In this way, that girl will be less restrained, understand?"

"I see." Alan held her face and rubbed vigorously. Olive was really attentive. She considered what he
didn't.

It was early, and there was something that needed to be dealt with in the hotel. Alan had an important
meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon. Olive decided to go to the half-day shift.

Kent would come to their house at 7:30 pm. She could leave work a little earlier. Then she would have
enough time to prepare this dinner.

It was good to stay together every day, but they had to create good conditions for it. Otherwise, their life
would be disrupted by external factors.

Alan sent her to Angel Holiday Hotel, kissed her cheek and said goodbye, "After the meeting, I will pick
up Annie and then come to pick you up. Then we'll go shopping in the supermarket."

"Good!" She had no objection to his arrangement.



After she got out of the car, he waved his hand and didn't start the car and leave until he couldn't see
her.

When Olive walked into the general office, she felt that the atmosphere was a bit unusual. The staff
looked at her with dodgy and nervous eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone smiled at her hollowly, pretending to be busy with their work. Then someone quietly pushed
Ted.

Olive had to call him into her office.

As soon as she sat down, she turned on the computer and asked, "Are you guys hiding anything from
me?"

"Um, something happened in the catering department."

Olive's eyelid twitched slightly, "What's it?"

Hiding the problem from superiors was not a good solution. Therefore, Ted reported truthfully, “This
morning a guest complained that our food was not clean and that there was a fly in the dishes. He took
a photo of it and posted it on Microblog. It was reposted and caused some undesirable effects. We
received many emails that questioned our hotel and slandered you..."

"Why didn't you call me in time?"

"You have been unable to get through."

Olive was speechless. She turned her phone off by herself and forgot to turn it on when she woke up.
Well, this was her own fault. She could not blame others.



She quickly clicked into Microblog, searched about the posts about Angel Holiday Hotel, and soon
found the one that Ted said. A blogger called "Kevin" posted several dietary photos with time and
location. The dish with the fly was taken as a close-up. Moreover, he said that Angel Holiday Hotel's
catering manager dealt with this matter violently, threatened him and the person in charge of the hotel
refused to explain it.

However, the kitchen of Angel Holiday Hotel always had strict hygiene standards. How could they make
such a mistake?

"Tell the manager of the catering department and the supervisor of the kitchen to come to my office."
She said promptly.

Microblog had become an emerging marketing tool. Angel Holiday Hotel opened a special official
Microblog account soon after she took it over. It held some activities from time to time and gradually
became famous outside the city. Some people were even attracted to it by its reputation.

But Microblog was also a double-edged sword. It could help you became famous and ruin your
reputation as well.

Most people who attacked her questioned that she got to where she was by relying on Alan. In their
eyes, she didn't have much ability. It was just because she married a good man who could support her.

She didn't care about such words and ideas. The most important thing was to eliminate the adverse
effects of this matter. She needed an explanation from the catering department.

During the meeting, the safety and hygiene of food and containers were emphasized repeatedly. She
would also go for random checks from time to time. However, something still went wrong. Was it the
negligence of the staff?



Catering manager Wang Shengsi and kitchen supervisor He Hua knocked on the door soon, each with
their heads bowed. Although she was young and amiable, her prestige had long been established after
she implemented several reform measures vigorously in the hotel.

"Miss. Wen..." Neither of them dared to look at her. Usually, they called her Olive kindly, but they didn't
this time.

She rarely got angry. Once she did, few people could smooth her down.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. He, I want to know the whole story about the post on Microblog." Olive looked away
from the computer and looked at them.


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