Chapter 290: Dance Training Class for Nanjing Executives

It must be said that Huang Baichuan's analogy was quite apt.

"Though the scope of category value is broad, it is not as valuable as brand value," Huang Baichuan spoke slowly and in a roundabout way.

"The halo of category value fades with time and changing environments, but brand value can continuously elevate and enhance category value."

"Boss Chen, although you run a resort hotel, if your Langai Hotel brand gains recognition, customers will follow your brand."

"So, even if you stop running resort hotels and switch to any other type of hotel, you can still create a new peak in the hotel market."

After listening for a while, Chen Jianhai began to understand.

"So, it's not about the quality of the drinks in the market, but about whose brand is more valuable?"

Huang Baichuan was taken aback by this straightforward comment.

After a moment, he nodded, looking a bit embarrassed:

"Your understanding is correct, but it doesn't have to be stated so bluntly…"

Chen Jianhai awkwardly smiled, realizing he might have spoken too plainly.

Some things are best left unsaid,

and he had been too direct.

Chen Jianhai quickly changed the topic, "Mr. Huang, there's one more thing. How do you handle your company's annual parties?"

Huang Baichuan looked at him as if he were an idiot and asked in surprise:

"You don't know this either???"

Chen Jianhai, bracing himself, said, "My hotel has only been running for six months. I haven't seen an annual party, let alone hosted one."

Huang Baichuan's expression turned a bit sour: "Boss Chen, we all know about your two hotels being built in six months. No need to remind us."

Chen Jianhai chuckled, "Brother Huang, I actually wanted to ask, what kind of programs do you usually prepare for the annual party?!"

Huang Baichuan replied indifferently: "Cross-dressing pole dance, toasting with the male assistant, and making employees ship couples."

What?

Chen Jianhai was shocked. He thought these were just his employees' quirky tastes, but it turns out all crows are equally black!

Seeing Chen Jianhai's dumbfounded expression,

Huang Baichuan was speechless.

It seemed like this really was Chen Jianhai's first time organizing an annual party, and he knew nothing about it.

"So? Did your employees also suggest such wonderful New Year's wishes?" Huang Baichuan asked tentatively.

Chen Jianhai nodded in shame.

But thinking that the other party had also done it... it seemed more psychologically acceptable.

If Huang Baichuan could do a pole dance, then surely he could do it even better with his physique, right?

Chen Jianhai tentatively asked, "Is there a dance class for this? Is it expensive? Do they guarantee you'll learn or get a refund if you don't?"

Huang Baichuan's expression was strange, his face turning red, and he seriously said, "Yes, yes, I'll refer you to one later…"

"Not just you, many executives in Nanjing take dance lessons there at the end of the year."

Chen Jianhai was shocked and exclaimed, "There's a dance training class for executives in Nanjing???"

Huang Baichuan remained calm, but his grip on the skateboard was tight, fearing he might burst into laughter.

After a few coughs to control his emotions, Huang Baichuan said:

"Just so you know, do you know Xu Ba Die, the big boss of Shuibobo Swimming Ring Industrial Company in Nanjing?"

Chen Jianhai nodded, bewildered.

Xu Bo's father had watched him grow up, and he could recognize him even in ashes.

Huang Baichuan seriously said, "Director Xu… girl group dance! This!!!"

Saying this, Huang Baichuan gave a big thumbs up, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"He learned it at that place!"

Chen Jianhai was stunned. The tall, burly, muscle-bound Xu Uncle, who could take on twenty people at once, doing girl group dance???

Wow…

Just imagining the scene made him want to cleanse his eyes!!

Seeing Chen Jianhai's shattered expression, Huang Baichuan calmly said:

"Don't worry, Boss Chen. This dance class is not open to the public, so there's no need to worry about video leaks."

"Only managers of similar rank and scale in Nanjing have the qualification to join,"

"No need to rush…"

Chen Jianhai, with a wooden expression, almost crying, asked: "Not rush for what? Brother Huang, the more you speak, the less I understand."

Huang Baichuan patted Chen Jianhai's shoulder and earnestly said:

"No need to rush to sign up. By the end of the year, the dance class will contact you on their own. You won't miss it…"

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Zhaomen City, Chunyang Province

Shell Hotel Industry Association

As the superior organization of the Coconut Umbrella Hotel Industry Association, the Shell Hotel Industry Association is rated as intermediate for a simple reason.

Zhaomen City has three platinum five-star hotels.

While Nanjing currently has only one platinum five-star hotel, Wanrong Hotel.

Despite Nanjing's beautiful geography and long history, it pales in comparison to Zhaomen's deep roots.

Through the changes of times and the continuous efforts of its citizens,

Zhaomen's economy, culture, and environment have rapidly developed, evolving at a breathtaking pace, earning it the title of "Magic City."

Tong Tongsheng is the secretary-general of the Shell Intermediate Hotel Industry Association.

As one of the managers of the three platinum five-star hotels, he also undertakes the association's work.

He strives to make a name in the hotel industry and build a solid reputation within the entire sector, holding dual roles to better promote the development of both.

In his busy pursuit of career, he has neglected matters of the heart.

So, despite being almost 40, he is still a wealthy single man. Upon seeing the fair-skinned, slim-waisted Liu Qinglv, a soft spot within him was instantly pierced,

as if a ray of unprecedented sunlight shone through the opening.

"Hello, Secretary Tong. I'm Liu Qinglv, the assistant to the owner of Nanjing Glory Hotel."

Liu Qinglv, sitting opposite Tong Tongsheng, looked gentle and refined, her slender body exuding a sense of delicate innocence,

Her golden-framed glasses on her small nose added to her cool demeanor.

"These are the materials from our Nanjing Glory Hotel. I heard that Zhaomen City is planning to build a Magic Paradise and construct a Magic Hotel. Although we are not a local hotel, we would like to give it a try."

"We hope Secretary Tong can give us a chance."

Liu Qinglv sat upright on the sofa and spoke softly.

"Your information is quite well-informed!"

Upon hearing the words "Magic Hotel," Tong Tongsheng's expression changed instantly.

The news about the Magic Hotel was only whispered within the association, and even the five-star hotels in Zhaomen didn't know about it.

Unexpectedly, an assistant from a Nanjing hotel came here.

This is~~ quite interesting!

Tong Tongsheng smiled at Liu Qinglv,

and Liu Qinglv returned the smile,

like two sly foxes eyeing each other as prey.