Stunning Dragon Wife-Chapter 726 - 725: Trouble at the Grand Hotel

Zhang Xiaoshan had tossed and turned nearly the entire night, which left him ecstatic.

The next day, Zhang Xiaoshan slept until noon, only to be woken up by a barrage of phone rings.

It was the landline from White Dragon Village’s village office.

Zhang Xiaoshan picked up the phone.

Ge Xiue’s charming voice came through from the other end.

"Little Shan, where are you?"

"I’m in the county town, taking care of some business."

"Oh, then you should hurry back. A lot of people came to the village today, wanting to get in, and I don’t know what to do."

"Oh?"

"What people?"

"They’re all city folks, with such nice cars, they look like big bosses. Can you come quickly?"

Ge Xiue sounded somewhat anxious.

Zhang Xiaoshan was also puzzled, what were city people doing running to White Dragon Village?

"Alright, whatever the matter is, let them into the village first, take them to the village office to rest, I’ll hurry back as soon as I can."

"Okay."

Ge Xiue hung up the phone.

Zhang Xiaoshan began to get up and dress.

Jia Lanhua was still lazily asleep, while Luo Meili had already gone to work.

"You’re going back?"

Jia Lanhua was also woken by the noise and stretched languidly.

Zhang Xiaoshan nodded.

"Yeah, I’m heading back. You just stay here and rest easy, I’ll come to see you in a few days."

As Zhang Xiaoshan rushed towards White Dragon Village, a major incident occurred at Wanshan Hotel.

Noon time!

Lan Dazhi was resting in bed with a bandage on his arm and a plaster cast on his chest. Next to him, a scantily clad mistress was peeling oranges for him.

Lan Dazhi’s other hand, which was completely fine, had already found its way to the small of the mistress’s back.

"You naughty man, take your hand back."

"Come on, let me touch, consider it anesthesia, ah, I can’t take it, I want it."

Lan Dazhi truly could not stay still even while lying in bed, a look of lechery on his face.

The mistress threw a seductive glance at Lan Dazhi and said.

"You can’t even move, how do you want it?"

"I might be lying down, but little Lan can move, come over here and give me...""

"Ah!"

The mistress was half pushing half embracing getting ready to serve Lan Dazhi.

Suddenly, the door to the ward was pushed open from the outside with a bang.

"Boss, boss, something terrible has happened."

The newly appointed manager burst in frantically.

"Ouch."

The mistress, who had just been about to get busy, was startled into jumping up.

With his good time interrupted, Lan Dazhi was furious. He grabbed a basket of oranges that had been sitting nearby and hurled them at the manager.

"Dammit, don’t you know to knock before coming in? Get out of here!"

The manager had a look of grievance on his face.

"I, I was just panicking, our kitchen and banquet hall have been smashed to pieces, the hotel can’t operate anymore."

"What?"

Lan Dazhi immediately exploded in anger.

"Ouch."

He tried to roll out of bed, but as soon as he moved, the pain made him grimace, and he obediently lay back down.

"Who dares to cause trouble at our Wanshan Hotel, they must be tired of living, huh?"

"Who, who is it?"

The manager explained.

"It’s not one person, it’s a group of people, dozens of them. I’m not sure who they were, they were all customers who came to eat."

"Customers? You’ve pissed off the customers? Do you know that the customer is God? You just got promoted to manager and you’ve already screwed up the business. Do you believe I’d fire you on the spot?"

Lan Dazhi’s face turned red with rage.

The manager explained with a wronged expression.

"Boss, it’s not my fault, it was because our kitchen ran out of ingredients. Many customers came to eat, but we couldn’t serve them, delaying their time. Of course, they got angry. Some of them had even made reservations two or three days in advance to entertain VIPs. Our hotel dropped the ball, how could they not make a fuss?"

"No ingredients in the kitchen?"

"How is that possible?"

The manager explained.

"It’s true. Try this, please."

The manager was holding a lunchbox with various exquisitely stir-fried dishes, placing them one by one in front of Lan Dazhi.

Lan Dazhi tasted them with skepticism.

Not tasting the dishes would have been better—for after he did, it was like hitting a drug; he simply couldn’t stop.

In ten minutes, he had polished off six dishes and a large bowl of chicken, not leaving a single drop of broth.

It was as if he hadn’t eaten in eight generations.

"It’s so delicious, truly so delicious. Is there any more?"

"What?"

Lan Dazhi was praising the deliciousness of the meals when he suddenly made an even more astonishing discovery.

"What’s going on, my tooth doesn’t hurt anymore, and the bruise on my face has faded."

"Damn, even my chest doesn’t hurt as much?"

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Lan Dazhi was incredulous.

The manager explained.

"The ingredients for these dishes are not ordinary. They come from White Dragon Agricultural Company. I’ve heard that their seeds are soaked in a kind of high-tech nutrient solution, making them grow quickly and rich in nutrients with tremendous medicinal value. They can strengthen the body and be beneficial for beauty too, appealing to a wide audience."

"Mr. Gu introduced White Dragon’s fruits and vegetables, and in just three days, they made a huge impact, doubling our hotel’s occupancy rate and resulting in many reservations."

"But this morning, White Dragon stopped supplying us with ingredients. When customers came at mealtime and didn’t find what they wanted, of course, they started to make trouble."

"These customers are all influential figures from Wanshan County, including several department heads and more than a dozen ladies of stature. They trashed the hotel. Do you think I dared to call the police?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Dazhi also lost his nerve.

His reputation in Wanshan County depended on these VIP clients. If he offended them, what did he amount to?

"Then, why has White Dragon stopped supplying us?"

Lan Dazhi was just a figurehead shopkeeper.

The Wanshan Hotel was originally his father-in-law’s property; he was just a junior chef who had been picked to be the son-in-law. After his father-in-law passed away, he took over as the boss. However, he knew nothing about running a business. He hired professional managers and simply handled the cash. He was clueless about many of the hotel’s affairs.

The manager explained.

"It’s always been Mr. Gu dealing with them, and now that Mr. Gu has suddenly left, we don’t have anyone who can speak to them effectively. White Dragon’s produce is in high demand but low supply; you need connections to get it."

"Moreover, because you had a conflict with the owner of White Dragon, I heard they’ve explicitly stated they won’t provide us even a leaf of their vegetables."

"What? I had a fight with the owner of White Dragon? Who is it?"

Lan Dazhi was bewildered.