Chapter 392 Generous Gift

At night, Xia Yan, who had been busy all day, collapsed on the sofa in the hall with a dazed look in his eyes.

The high-end restaurant's performance was quite good, but none of the points went into his pocket.

She said how could 10 million points unlock so many scenes.

Finally, the system carefully presented the debt list. She looked at the countless zeros and almost vomited blood.

But then she thought, the high-end restaurant owes so many points, and customers keep giving points, and she doesn't have to do anything. Isn't it equivalent to the customers working for the restaurant?

Anyway, she doesn't have to spend points on meals and there's no penalty, so it doesn't matter how much she owes, right?

Well, thinking this way liberates my mind.

"Boss Xia, I finally found you."

Xia Yan opened her eyes. After being exposed to the light for too long, an unignorable halo appeared in front of her eyes. She blinked and waited for it to fade away.

"What's up?"

Several figures sat on the sofa opposite her, wearing sea-blue jumpsuits. Their attire resembled the new researchers at the base.

"We want to rent a private villa."

Xia Yan sat up and said, "You can go to the rental department on Lidai Island to handle it. Which island do you want to rent? I'll arrange for someone to go over and clean up now."

Jiang Li's face appeared before him, her hands clasped neatly between her legs. "We can do it ourselves. We'd like to consult you. If we slightly renovate the villa and turn it into a standard laboratory to facilitate future research, would it be legal?"

Xia Yan thought of Dean Ji's experimental villa, "Okay, but be aware of potential safety hazards."

Jiang Li's shoulders relaxed, and the tense corners of her mouth loosened. She stood up, made an OK sign, and led the researchers hurriedly towards the resort gate, almost bumping into the staff coming out.

"Be careful." The staff member quickly grabbed her arm and moved away.

Xia Yan recognized her as an employee of the high-end buffet restaurant.

The staff would not leave their posts without permission. She lowered her eyes to the suitcase in her hand that was flashing white light.

This is not something that is in the store.

The staff member quickly came over, placed the suitcase on the coffee table, and said, "Boss, this is a gift from customer Jing Wenbin. He said he wished you a prosperous opening. We were in such a hurry that we only had time to prepare this small gift. I hope you will be happy."

Xia Yan looked up, "Where are the others?"

Staff: "Today's work in the dishwashing room has been completed, all customers have been sent back, and the remaining penalty time will be taken when business opens tomorrow morning."

This means calling them back tomorrow until the 12-hour countdown is over.

Xia Yan took out an alcohol wipe and wiped the outer shell to disinfect it.

"He didn't say what was in it?"

"No."

Xia Yan became curious. She put on disposable gloves and flipped the switch on the top. After a small click, a puff of white smoke came out of the box, and it opened automatically. The built-in blue bar lit up.

She avoided the smoke and saw a pale golden ampoule and a brand new injection lying in the blue light.

What is this?

She took out the bottle and held it up to the light. The pale golden liquid was clear and free of impurities. When she shook it, she could feel that it was thicker than water.

Is it for injection into the body?

Xia Yan watched for a long time, then said to Xiong Xiong who had come to watch the fun, "Go call Jing Yimai over."

He has worked in a laboratory and might know.

After a while, Xiongxiong brought someone over. The latter was wearing home clothes and had messy hair.

Seeing her eyes on the top of his head, Jing Yimai scratched his hair casually, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Xia Yan waved, "Do you recognize this thing? It was given to me by Jing Wenbin."

Jing Yimai's gaze dropped to her fingers, his brows furrowed, his expression solemn.

He seemed to be recalling something and looked confused.

Xia Yan played with the ampoule, watching the light yellow liquid inside swaying, without urging anyone.

After a long pause, he hesitated and said, "I can't be sure. This kind of thing has never appeared on the black market, but," he thought of an adjective, "there have always been legends about this thing."

Xia Yan looked up at him and motioned for him to continue.

Jing Yimai sat opposite, the soft sofa wrapping his body.

"There is a special type of cigarette on the black market that sells very well, but the quantity sold each time is very small. I once heard someone say this when exchanging information.

What the group showed me back then was a golden liquid that could rapidly increase my superpowers without any side effects."

He looked at the bottle in her hand. Although the color didn't match and was much lighter, it should be that thing.

"This thing should be very expensive, right?" Xia Yan said lightly.

Jing Yimai nodded, "Although the price of cigarettes fluctuates every time, it has never been lower than two 2-crystals."

I heard that only one drop is needed in a cigarette, so the one she was holding contained five milliliters...

Jing Wenbin gave a generous gift.

If Xia Yan was a psychic who longed to upgrade and become more powerful, the value of this special potion could not be measured by crystal cores. Unfortunately, she was not one and did not need it.

She casually tossed the bottle back into the suitcase, closed it, and tossed it into the system compartment.

I don’t know if there is any private information added to it. What if I inject it rashly and Kuku turns into a zombie?

As for why she didn't sell it to Chu Wanfu, even Jing Yimai knew the information, so it was impossible for their officials not to know about it. Those with deep pockets might have been secretly researching it for a long time. She might as well keep it in case it comes in handy in the future.

At this moment, she received a point deposit. When she opened it, she found that it was the rent for Jiang Li's villa.

Just enough to pay for the staff.

"Speaking of the black market, I wanted to go there at first, but I got busy and forgot about it."

Jing Yimai said, "There's nothing interesting in the black market, so it's best not to go there."

It's dark there, be careful of pollution.

The bottom line must not be broken, otherwise you will find that it keeps falling lower and lower.

The two chatted for a while and then went back to their homes and beds.

The next day, she woke up early, holding a pancake with an extra portion for no extra cost. The first thing she did was to put all the lunch boxes that had been stored in the freezer into the system grid.

Xiongxiong was driving a mopping car around the hall. He waited until she came out before pointing to the sofa in the lounge area.

"Boss, the customer is here to pick up the goods."

Five staff members wearing red armbands stood up and saluted her.

Xia Yan swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "You came quite early."

Xiongxiong drove by and whispered, "It's coming at 4 o'clock."

That's early enough.

Xia Yan calmly placed the unfinished pancakes on the counter and pulled out the purchase order that Mr. Shen had outlined. "Let's go outside and deliver the goods."

When they saw boxes of supplies appearing on the open ground, the few people who had originally had expressionless faces could no longer contain themselves. They grinned with their big teeth showing, and their back teeth were visible with joy.

...

With the experience of the first day of opening, the subsequent welcoming process was left to Zhicang.

"I'll grant you access now. From now on, every morning at nine o'clock, you'll be in charge of gathering customers. If you encounter any disruptive customers, send them to the kitchen to wash dishes. Those who are in serious trouble will be marked and I'll deal with them later."

Xia Yan clicked on the virtual screen, authorized Zhikang, and also gave him the authority to attack.

At nine o'clock sharp, customers appeared at the restaurant door, including several familiar faces.

Xia Yan: "Good morning, Mr. Bin, nice to see you again."