Everyone a Prodigal Son? It Doesn't Matter, I Have a Godly Tycoon System

After the Qiao family went bankrupt, Qiao Xia and her family of three were forced to become the 'Three Treasures of Auspiciousness' – security guard, cleaner, and nanny. They were also bu...

Chapter 89 What kind of male model? What kind of muscles?

I've always felt that JoJo speaks very harshly and lacks any of the refinement that wealthy people should have.

[Yeah, from the time the video was filmed until now, he seems to have never changed his clothes. He's always wearing the same outfit with huge, glaring logos everywhere. Is his rich guy persona just a lie?]

There are so many true and false stories online. Really wealthy people earn millions per minute; they don't have time to flaunt their wealth and gain traffic online. This is obviously fake.

...

Faced with the overwhelming criticism in the comments, JoJo completely broke down, "How many rich people have you lowlifes ever seen? And you dare to tell me what a rich person should be like?"

[Believe JoJo. Wearing the same clothes is just JoJo's way of creating a style that we'll remember. You can tell from the places JoJo frequents that he belongs to a different social class than us, so why would anyone question his identity?]

[JoJo is the only true second-generation rich kid on the entire internet. The education they received from a young age, their perspective and vision are incomparable to those of ordinary people like us.]

[Maybe everything she does is just an act for us, to stir up controversy and make money. JoJo is doing everything for her career; otherwise, she wouldn't be so successful in the internet industry today.]

There are those who have doubts, and of course, there are those who unconditionally fawn over him and rationalize his behavior.

Seeing those comments, JoJo gradually regained her composure, glared at Qiao Xia, and found a seat by the window.

The waiter smiled apologetically at Qiao Xia, then went to JoJo's side and said, "Sir, you haven't shown your information yet."

"You must be new here. I'm a regular here, and you don't even recognize me?" JoJo looked her up and down, curled her lips in disdain, and then handed the VIP card to the waiter.

Then, he explained to the camera, "Remember, people who normally come to these kinds of places usually have membership cards. So if you encounter someone who's deliberately showing off at your class reunion, just ask them if they can get a discount next time they give you their card number. That'll definitely slap them in the face."

The waiter smiled awkwardly, "Sir, this card isn't from our store."

Qiao Xia burst out laughing without any attempt to hide it. "I heard it. It was definitely a resounding slap in the face."

Ignoring JoJo's fluctuating complexion, Qiao Xia asked the cashier for a number. After making the call, JoJo pulled the cashier aside and whispered, "Didn't they say this card is valid at seven stores?"

The waiter politely said, "You must have made a mistake. Our store has never had such a promotion before. Would you like to order?"

Meeting Qiao Xia's provocative gaze, JoJo gritted her teeth and said, "Order, of course I'll order. I'm not short of money."

Qiao Xia casually found a place to sit and wait. A fat man, panting heavily, came down from upstairs and placed a stack of documents next to Qiao Xia with a big smile on his face.

Before he could speak, Qiao Xia put her index finger to her lips and neatly signed her name, then said, "It's strange, regular customers who come to this store often don't know that this store doesn't require a membership card."

JoJo didn't notice the incident and simply retorted firmly, "There are so many restaurants in City A, I just confused one with another, what's the big deal?"

JoJo skillfully set out the knife and fork, showing off her superiority. "I fly all over the world all year round, so I don't bother to remember the characteristics of a particular restaurant. Only someone like you, who only goes to a high-end restaurant once a year, would remember the details of a restaurant so clearly."

At this moment, Mu San finally arrived late, dressed in a black suit. He keenly sensed the tension in the air and frowned, asking, "What happened?"

Qiao Xia shrugged. "It's nothing, it's just that we couldn't confirm the information until you arrived."

Upon seeing Mu San, the manager, who had been observing coldly, emerged from his office. "Mr. Mu, I didn't know this young lady was your guest."

She then quickly made a "please" gesture, saying, "The boss instructed that a special seat has been reserved for you. This way, please."

However, when she got to her seat, her smile froze awkwardly on her face, because JoJo was bragging to the camera.

In the past, although such behavior would offend customers, the manager would usually not choose to stop it, since they only come once, but it can effectively promote the store's reputation and make it easier for them to raise prices.

But today it was Mr. Mu who came. Before the manager could even steel himself and ask him to leave, JoJo stood up and yelled, "Waiter, what's going on? I always love sitting in the corner, why didn't you remind me? Do you know how embarrassing this is for me? I might complain about you!"

JoJo cursed harshly, but her body betrayed her by sitting in a spot further away from them.

Qiao Xia could clearly see that the jealousy in his eyes was even more pronounced when he looked at Mu San.

Mu San frowned the whole time. He chose this shop because it had few customers, a quiet and stylish environment, but from the moment he saw that man, he began to doubt his choice.

But since he was already there, Mu San decided to finish their business there.

Qiao Xia ordered a few of her favorite dishes, then asked expectantly, "When does the muscle man show start?"

The waiter's eyes lit up, and his tone became noticeably lighter. "This show is only on Saturday nights, and it's a ladies' show. I can make a reservation for you if you'd like."

Qiao Xia lowered her head slightly in disappointment. She had thought she would see him today. "What about the male model?"

The waiter apologized, "They only work in the evenings."

After hearing this conversation, Mu San's face darkened. "What male model? What muscles? What are you here for today?"

Qiao Xia waved her hand dejectedly, looking at Mu San across from her listlessly, "Let's get to the point first, what do you want to talk about?"

Mu San straightened his suit, consciously avoiding the gazes of others, belatedly realizing that this was not a respectable place.

Fortunately, this restaurant values ​​the privacy of its guests. Each table is arranged back-to-back with plenty of space, so there's no need to worry about being seen or heard talking.

But Mu San still consciously lowered his voice, "The Qiao family went bankrupt once, and I believe you don't want to experience the same thing a second time. That company's stock market performance wasn't ideal..."

"The first type of pretentious guy in upscale restaurants is the financial elite. He talks about stock options and a whole bunch of incomprehensible jargon. These kinds of people are the most annoying..."

JoJo loudly shared her opinions with the viewers in the live stream.

Mu San, who talks endlessly about stock options: ...

Qiao Xia covered her mouth and laughed until her stomach hurt. This is what they call "the wicked will be punished by the wicked."