Chapter 5 Aromatherapy Bottle
"Who is that handsome guy? He's already off work, why do we have to wait for notification before leaving?"
A female intern in uniform said dissatisfiedly that although the guy was very handsome, he couldn't delay her from getting off work. It would be so embarrassing to have to work overtime on the first day of work.
"Shut up now! He's the young master of the Ye family. He makes hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars in Citibank every year. Go away, little girl, what do you know? You're blocking my light."
A pretty girl next to her was reapplying her lipstick with a mirror. Young Master Ye hadn't been here for a long time. She could even stay for today, let alone work overtime. She should seize the opportunity. If Young Master Ye fell in love with her, she would be the rich wife of Repulse Bay.
The new female employee looked around at the workstations and found that the female employees were all drawing their eyebrows and eyes, fixing their hair, and rolling their eyes at her.
She was not stupid and instantly understood what everyone was thinking. The son of the Ye family was handsome and didn't wear a wedding ring. He had hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars in turnover from Citibank alone every year. Anyone who didn't rush in was a fool.
"Sister, can you lend me your lipstick?" The female intern quickly took the lipstick that the beautiful girl next to her had just put down and touched up her makeup.
"Hey, you're getting anxious again," the pretty girl next to her joked, while tying a pattern on her silk scarf.
Unlike the bustling lobby, Ye Lin sat on a single sofa in the VIP room, with Ah Hui standing behind him. The manager stood by the coffee table and bent over to ask, "Mr. Ye, what business are you going to handle today?"
Ye Lin handed the passbook to the manager and said, "Help me apply for a card and transfer another 6 million Hong Kong dollars into it."
In recent years, banks in Hong Kong have just started issuing VISA international credit cards, but the actual situation is not ideal. Due to the level of social development, credit cards are of little practical use in Hong Kong and are mostly only used by the wealthy class. Most shopping malls have not yet introduced credit card settlement. The young master only has a Standard Chartered credit card in his safe.
"Okay, Mr. Ye, please wait a moment."
The manager didn't understand how Young Master Ye handled such a small business today. In the past, only funds of several hundred million would make Young Master Ye come to the bank in person, but he still went to handle it quickly. Young Master Ye chose to handle the credit card business at Citibank, which must be because he was optimistic about their bank's capabilities. In the future, perhaps a large amount of Ye's funds would be transferred to Citibank's account.
The more the manager thought about it, the more excited he became. If he opened a card for Mr. Ye today, he would be promoted and get a raise tomorrow!
After more than ten minutes, the manager came back, looking embarrassed and hesitant as he stood aside, unable to speak. As soon as Ye Lin saw the manager's expression, he knew that he really couldn't withdraw the money.
"Xiao Ling, I can always withdraw 5 million, right?"
000 replied, "Yes, Master. You can only use 5 million now."
Ye Lin looked up at the manager and said, "Let's transfer 5 million. Please transfer it again."
"Okay, Mr. Ye, please wait a moment." The manager could no longer stand. He couldn't think of how to explain it for a long time. How could their Citibank not be able to cash the money? But the passbook suddenly didn't match. He knew exactly how much deposit Mr. Ye had in their Citibank. It was impossible that he had no money.
The manager dragged his heavy steps to the business office and asked the group of people in the business office to transfer 5 million and stand aside waiting for the result.
Everyone reprinted the data and checked it against the passbook. This time, it matched! Several employees shouted, "It's done! It's done!"
It's really strange. The data didn't match just now, but now it matches again.
The manager held up the table, took out a silk scarf and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Only then did he feel relieved. He finally saved his job.
The VIP room manager respectfully asked Ye Lin, "Mr. Ye, this is our bank's premium gold card. Please keep it. Thank you for choosing our Citibank credit card business."
Ye Lin felt a little excited as he looked at the thin golden card. He had earned 5 million Hong Kong dollars on the first day after traveling here. In this era, 5 million Hong Kong dollars was enough to buy several luxury houses in Hong Kong.
It’s a pity that he doesn’t have a black card. In his previous life, the black card was issued by American Express in 1999, so he has to wait for another 20 years to enjoy it.
Ah Hui walked out of the bank with Ye Lin carrying a Citibank bag filled with various gifts enthusiastically given by the manager.
A flash of pink hair rope passed by Ye Lin's eyes, and he remembered the rose scent that made his nose uncomfortable in the room that morning.
"Ah Hui, take me to see the aromatherapy shop."
The aromatherapy shop is located on the corner of Queen's Road. It is not a big place and looks like a small shop of about eight or nine square meters.
There is a single glass door with a black striped frame, and a glass display window about ten centimeters wide next to it, which displays the store's merchandise. Together, they make up the width of the store. Ye Lin, who has always lived in the mainland, still cannot accept the crowdedness of Hong Kong.
When you open the door, you will see an aisle that can only accommodate one person. There are no containers, probably to save space. On the wall near the window, there are three rows of wooden shelves about ten centimeters wide, on which various aromatherapy bottles are placed.
Ye Lin unconsciously touched his nose with his fingers. He had rhinitis so he didn't like any kind of fragrance. Natural floral scents were acceptable to him, but he couldn't stand industrial products like perfume. His nose would itch and he would want to sneeze when he smelled it.
Covering her nose with a silk scarf, Ye Lin turned to ask Ah Hui, "What kind of aromatherapy did you see in the trash can?"
Ah Hui didn't know why the young master was curious about this, but he still started to pick it out seriously. When Ye Lin was about to rush out, Ah Hui stopped in front of a bottle of light pink paste.
"Master, this one is very similar, but the aromatherapy was broken that day. I don't know what it looks like, but it's similar to this one."
Ye Lin quickly walked forward and took a look. He really couldn't stand the smell in the room.
"This is the bottle, Ah Hui, check out." After saying that, he ran out of the store.
After going outside and taking a few breaths of fresh air, Ye Lin felt that he was finally alive.
Ah Hui looked at the running young master in confusion. The young master was really strange today. He transferred 5 million yuan into the card when he went to the bank, and also wanted to buy the same aromatherapy bottle as the one in the trash can.
After thinking for a while, Ah Hui still couldn't figure out what was wrong with the young master. He had to pay the bill quickly and take the young master home. If he went back too late, Mrs. Rebecca would scold them.
The lights in the Repulse Bay Villa were bright. Rebecca sat at the Chinese round table waiting for Ye Lin to come back for dinner. She was bored and skillfully picked up blueberries with chopsticks to eat. Fang Bo stood aside, his eyes constantly looking towards the hallway.
After the young master left, he was restless, fearing that the young master would go to see Ji Yuanping. Mrs. Rebecca was not at home and there was no one to discuss the matter. He was so anxious that he cleaned the house again to ensure that not a single hair of Ji Yuanping was left.
Rebecca said, "Lao Fang, why do you look like an ant?"
A trace of distress appeared on the beauty's face. She had forgotten the Chinese words she had just learned.
"An ant on the hot pot, ma'am."
Aunt Liu, the cook who served the dishes, quickly showed off her culture. She didn't understand Western things, but she understood this, and successfully won the admiring look of Mrs. Rebecca. Aunt Liu gave David next to her a proud smile.
David is the chef that Ye Errong invited to cook Italian food for the young master after his mother Irene passed away. David and Aunt Liu are both in charge of the two major cuisines in the kitchen. The two have been rivals for many years. It's either I suppress you today or you suppress me tomorrow.
David felt deeply disdainful of Aunt Liu's provocative look and rolled his eyes at her. "What a rude woman! How can she compare with me? I, David, have a royal chef certificate."
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