CHAPTER 1082 NOT FROM THE NORTH
These awful superiors made Chu Men do all the dirty work, but one call made Chu Men stop complaining immediately.
He could tell that Jiang Ning's status was definitely way too terrifying. Even the highest ranking director's voice trembled at the mention of Jiang Ning's name.
"We will close off all the businesses that the public have complained about once we have evidence," shouted Chu Men. "How can they do this sort of thing in broad daylight under the peaceful rule of law? How can they tarnish South Island with this trash?"
He stood in the crowd with a loudhailer as he shouted. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
"All tourists are welcome at South Island. We should protect all visitors and not let you feel bullied. We hope all our guests will feel like they're at home!"
On the other end, Fang Suo gave everyone in the company the same strict orders.
They had to abide by Lin Group's requirements strictly and could no longer take advantage of tourists. They had to be professional and ethical because they now represented Lin Group.
Their every action had to match Lin Group's requirements and protect its brand image.
Very quickly, Distant Dreams and the other travel agencies starkly contrasted each other.
They were vastly different regardless of service attitude, tour guides' professionalism, and integrity.
Distant Dreams' service now started from the moment its tourists landed at the airport. Their staff were thoughtful and meticulous. After a few heartwarming stories about their service standards were posted online, they caused a sensation.
Many people that had suffered on South Island previously were disbelieving at first, but when they saw more and more positive examples, more and more people approved of Distant Dreams too.
Fang Suo didn't expect that things could change like this in just two days.
He would never dare imagine it to be possible in the past.
He felt that this was what a real tour agency should be like. A proper tour agency shouldn't be bringing its tourists into Nan Batian's unscrupulous shops, take advantage of tourists or secretly extort their money.
Instead, their job was to serve the tourists and make them feel like they were home.
In two days, South Island was swept by a storm.
Many of Nan Batian's usual joints and dishonest businesses were closed down. Also, Distant Dreams publicly opposed his regulations. This made some people particularly angry.
At South Gate Villa.
This entire bungalow estate belonged to Nan Batian.
Back in the day, it was near a forest park and belonged to a farmer, but Nan Batian forcibly took over and built a splendid and extravagant villa on it.
Some locals secretly called it the Gate to Heaven!
At this moment, in South Gate Villa.
Nan Batian lay sideways on the gold-trimmed couch. His eyes narrowed as smoke kept billowing from his tobacco pipe nonstop and filled the air with smoke. No one dared to say a word while they waited for him.
He seemed a little dazed as he let the young girls massage his legs for a long time before he got a servant to take the tobacco pipe away.
"Tell me, is that man from the north?"
Nan Batian couldn't help finding it a little funny.
He thought it was some idiot from a powerful northern family recklessly trying to snatch South Island again. The last time a grandmaster came, he broke the grandmaster's limbs and tossed him into the ocean as fish feed. Wasn't that enough of a lesson?
"Boss, he isn't from the north. I checked, and he's from the coast. Distant Dreams is its subsidiary and they just bought it over."
A tall man sat across from Nan Batian. There was a hint of coldness in his fierce eyes as he said, "These people are quite capable. They managed to get that wuss, Chu Men, to work with them.”
Nan Batian narrowed his eyes. He waved his hand nonchalantly as though it was an insignificant matter that he couldn't be bothered about.
He leaned lazily on the couch and hummed in satisfaction.
"It's just a matter of killing a few people off. Don't disturb me for things like that.”