That was true. Even though they heard that the hotel had been taken over by someone else, they had never seen the new owner.
They still got to work at this hotel, enjoying the same salary and benefits. As long as it didnât compromise their interests, they couldnât care less who the new owner was.
Every person had an indifferent and selfish side, and there was no exception to this.
Right then, Casper turned to look at Elena.
Immediately, the latter understood him and strode over to the stage.
Looking at the crowd, she announced solemnly in a steady tone, âIn fact, this man whoâs standing in front of you is the major shareholder of Tycoon Hotel. Heâs also the chairman who holds the authority over the hotel.â
Her words came like a bombshell and startled everyone present.
After all, the man on the stage looked more like a fresh graduate who had never worked in his lifetime.
How can this young man be the chairman of Tycoon? She must be kidding.
So what if heâs wearing a well-cut suit and has a domineering aura? It still doesnât change the fact that he looks young and immature. Thereâs no way heâs the owner of Tycoon.
Weâre not sure if he has the wealth to support the hotelâs operation, not to mention the capabilities to be the leader.
How much money can his family allow an undergraduate like him to squander? This capricious young man is probably nothing more than an ignorant son from a rich family.
Does this mean that these jobs that we went to great lengths to get are not stable? How long can Tycoon last under the leadership of such a hedonistic and wayward son of a rich family? If Tycoon crumbles, what should we do next?
The expressions of those in front of the stage changed drastically at these thoughts.
Their gazes on Casper glinted with distrust, doubt, and disdain.
Some of them even felt that his incompetency was the root cause of all the issues Tycoon was facing recently.
The corner of Casperâs lips quirked into a nonchalant half-smile as he met their gazes.
âI can tell that most of you have difficulty believing me, and I can put myself in your shoes. After all, age is one of the deciding factors of oneâs capability. Besides, my capability has a direct correlation with your jobs and incomes. Thatâs why youâre all in doubt and disbelief,â he said with a smile, which turned unruly and condescending in the next second.
âNo matter what, Iâm still the boss of Tycoon now.â His voice was laced with arrogance. âTherefore, I have every right to make decisions and do whatever I please. Every single one of you has to obey me.
As the owner, the fate of this hotel is in my hand.â
As everyoneâs gaze flickered, Casper knew that he was halfway through achieving his goal.
Everyoneâs eyes were filled with distrust as they stared at the man matter-of-factly, as if they had expected him to be such a person.
Having a young man lead the hotel already had them feeling troubled and worried, but his hedonistic attitude made things seem much worse than it was.
A look of disappointment crossed their faces, and their expressions turned gloomier at the thought that they might lose their jobs soon.
Just then, Casperâs demeanor shifted all of a sudden as he asked, âPreviously, I heard about the hotelâs current situation and recent happenings. I believe weâre of the same mind and wish not to see the hotel being in such a tight spot. Donât you hope that the hotelâs situation will get better?â
He scanned the people in front of him and added, âI know many of you still donât trust me, thinking that your jobs are not secured and that youâll probably be unemployed soon. Because of your distrust, youâre crippled by the fear of losing your jobs. Am I right?â
Lowering their heads, none of them refuted him, affirming his words silently.
With his eyes riveted on them, Casper continued speaking, âEven if I wasnât around, Tycoon would still face critical problems. If Tycoonâs reputation continues to worsen, itâll be shut down before I can cause trouble. In the end, all of you wonât be able to escape unemployment and losing your source of income.
Whatâs going to happen to your children and parents then?â
Pausing briefly, he questioned again, âOr do you subconsciously reckon that Tycoon is already doomed? Are you so lazy and undisciplined because you think that the hotel wonât pull through? Are you ready to lose your bread and butter?â Casper sniggered at them.
âIf this is the case, why did you act that way earlier?â Despite the smile on Casperâs face, there was not a trace of amusement in his gaze.
âYouâre afraid that my incompetence and lack of funds will cause the hotelâs business to go downhill, which in turn makes you lose your jobs. Yet, you turn a blind eye to the hotelâs critical issues and have even given up already. Does this make sense to you?â Casper questioned.
His words were greeted with pin-drop silence. Everyone hung their heads in shame and couldnât bring themselves to glance up at him.
âThe first thing I noticed when I stepped into the hotel tonight was your lazy attitude at work. Think about it. Even a normal tourist who doesnât know the inside story wonât want to dine in here ever again after experiencing our sluggish services,â Casper said sternly with a grim expression while glancing around at everybody.
âDonât you think this makes no sense?â
Everyone in front of the stage lowered their heads, unable to find the right words to explain this matter.
Nevertheless, some were still staring straight into Casperâs eyes in disdain.
Without a word, the man took note of their faces and turned to look at Elena, stealthily pointing in their direction.
She nodded, trying to remember every face she saw.