Chapter 5: Five Hundred Million "She spent ten million... just to hear a noise?"...
"What?"
Wu Gao was shocked: "How is that possible? Isn't it said that whoever spends the most goes first? Are you mistaken? Mr. Xi has already ordered so many here..."
Mr. Xi, Xi Jiyu, the future heir of Xi Group, grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. How could he lose to a little girl in terms of wealth!
Wu Gao thought for a moment, then pointed at Xin Jingli and said to the waitress, "Did you accept her tip?!"
The waiter shook his head and explained softly, "Ms. Xin just applied for a VIP card and topped up 10 million, exceeding Mr. Xi's total spending. She's now the top VIP in the store, and everything is under her control."
Ten million?!
Wu Gao's pupils almost popped out of their sockets.
Who would spend 10 million yuan in a cake shop right from the start? Absolutely impossible!
He turned around with a stiff neck, only to see Xin Jingli put the card in his palm on the table, clapping his hands indifferently to shake off the crumbs in his palm.
The gold-plated No. 1 VIP card clearly caught Wu Gao's eye.
Impossible! Even if I saw it with my own eyes, it's impossible!
Wu Gao glared at her. This little girl didn't have a single luxury item on her body. How could she possibly have 10 million in her bank account? And it wasn't necessarily just 10 million. This was just to top up a cake shop.
There must be someone behind this, and he must be kept by someone, right?
Humph, you are using your sponsor's money to act so proudly, aren't you afraid that other people's wives will come to you?
Wu Gao's face was twisted with anger. He fanned himself with his hands, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't swallow this anger.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Wu, please take a rest." The waiter smiled and walked towards Xin Jingli.
"Wait a moment," Wu Gao stopped the waiter, "I must go in first today!"
I just don’t believe that Mr. Xi can’t beat you!
Wu Gao picked up his phone and made a call.
On the other side of the phone, the man was sitting in a low-key and luxurious Maybach. His sharp and elegant facial features exuded nobility, and he was serious.
"Boss Xi, we could have cut in line, but there's a girl ahead of us who's charged more than us, so we're still three million short. Would you mind..."
The man frowned at the strange phone call, pouted his cheek in annoyance in response, and hung up.
The beeping sound played in a loop in the quiet cake shop. No one spoke, but silence was better than words.
Xin Jingli simply picked up another egg tart and ate it while waiting for him to call for support.
The waiter looked embarrassed, "Mr. Wu... this..."
Wu Gao felt embarrassed and cursed into the phone, "You're so rich normally, but you're so clueless when it comes to the most important thing! You're a coward!"
He waved at the waiter again: "Forget it, forget it. Mr. Xi said that he has plenty of time and won't bother with this little girl. Let her go in first!"
The waiter saw through it but didn't say anything. He just smiled, walked past him to Xin Jingli, and handed him the handkerchief.
Xin Jingli took it, wiped it, stood up, followed the waiter's instructions, still chewing a piece of egg tart, and walked slowly past Wu Gao.
Wu Gao was so angry that his face turned black. He cursed at her from behind: "You are a dog relying on the power of others!"
The door closed and Wu Gao's phone rang again. It was Mr. Xi's special assistant.
Could it be that President Xi asked Special Assistant Zhao to handle it?
Wu Gao immediately hunched his back and answered the phone with a smile, "Hello, Special Assistant Zhao, how come you come in person..."
"You're fired." Special Assistant Zhao said straight to the point.
"What?" Wu Gao was stunned. "Why?"
"Who are you? How dare you call Mr. Xi and ask him to top up the money? You're trying to take advantage of someone else's power without even considering your own status! Don't worry about the cake. I'll be there tomorrow and get out of here right away."
After the call was hung up, Wu Gao was confused.
He lost his job just like that?
But since Mr. Xi's grandmother's birthday was in half a month, he still wanted to go along and see the world! Following Mr. Xi, he could see a lot of high society life. A bottle of wine cost hundreds of thousands. Even if he couldn't drink it, at least he had seen it!
Before he could accept the reality, Special Assistant Zhao called the front desk, and Wu Gao was asked by the waiter to leave the store and stand dejected on the street.
On the other side, Xin Jingli entered the reception room, and the waiter introduced that according to the store regulations, VIP No. 1 has privileges and can have face-to-face consultation with the cake maker himself.
She sat on the soft leather sofa and looked around, at the white embossed walls, the exotic patterned carpets, and the expensive crystal chandeliers.
The air is filled with the aroma of cream. Unlike ordinary cake shops, it is light, fragrant but not greasy, and makes people feel good when they smell it.
This is the life of rich people. All you see is luxury, but all for a cake. Xin Jingli couldn't help but sigh.
But she also saw what it meant to look down on others. She clearly did nothing, but that guy with a big belly put on a clown show by himself. Xin Jingli still couldn't understand why he was so concerned about his reputation.
She didn't say anything, but he killed himself.
The wooden door in the inner room opened, and Xin Jingli blinked and looked over.
A thin man came out. He had a slender figure and an elegant gait. He was wearing a well-tailored white shirt and black trousers and had fair skin.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his narrow eyes were smiling. Even under the cold light, they were like cakes, and his smile made people feel good.
The man walked closer, and the light gardenia perfume on his body slowly drifted towards her nose. It smelled pleasant, not so pleasant that she would feel sick of the smell of cake after smelling it too much.
Out of politeness, Xin Jingli stood up.
"Ms. Xin, you're welcome. Please take a seat." The man spoke softly and gently, extending his hand to gesture for her to take a seat.
Her fingers are long and her skin has not become rough because of her job, but has become more delicate.
Xin Jingli sat down with a smile.
The man slowly brewed the tea and handed it to her. "Hello, my name is Jingyun. I'm the owner of this shop and also your cake chef this time."
"Hello." Xin Jingli took it.
[Yun] As the owner of a cake shop, his income must be quite high and his status must be quite high. After all, he must have connections to be able to do business with the upper class people in Dongcheng.
But during the conversation, his actions and eyes always made Xin Jingli feel close to him, and there was no huge difference between the two people's clothes.
The system pops up a prompt:
【Name: Jingyun
Age: 25
Height: 191cm
Weight: 68.3
Appearance: 9.0
Good character
Current favorability towards the host: 10
Eligible for the host's "favorability gain"
Xin Jingli raised her eyebrows. As expected, he looked quite handsome.
But the favorability rating was only 10 points? So low? She was, after all, a top VIP, his big customer! Besides, he kept smiling at her, so he must have a good impression of her.
Xin Jingli glanced down at himself. His T-shirt was wrinkled, his jeans were faded from washing, and his shoelaces were gray.
With this kind of image entering such a luxurious place, and the other party is a cake maker and boss who many people can't even see even if they pay, it is already polite to give her a 10 point first impression, right?
If it were the man outside, he would probably have been kicked out before even entering the store.
Let’s not worry about gaining favorability for now, the birthday cake is important.
Xin Jingli kept smiling, "Hello."
Jingyun opened the notebook and looked at her. "According to the information, today is your birthday, right?"
"Yeah, so I want to get the cake right away."
It is now past nine o'clock in the evening. After twelve o'clock it is no longer the original owner's birthday.
"Unfortunately, we have a rule in our store. In order to produce high-quality products, we don't rush cakes. You need to set aside at least three days."
"I'll pay more."
Jingyun's gentle eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at the girl in front of him.
He was very ordinary, like a young calf, speaking decisively and directly. After all, very few people would spend more money after spending 10 million.
But this was not the first time he had encountered this situation. The previous times, people came to him to get his WeChat account.
So...she...is also?
Jingyun's eyes were slightly incredulous. If this was really for the WeChat account, she should have dressed up. With her bare face and frizzy hair, she looked as if she had just gotten out of bed. It didn't seem like...
Jingyun kept smiling, adhering to the store's customer-first rule: "No extra charge, but you have to be mentally prepared. If the time is too short, the finished product won't be too big or too delicate."
"Okay, it's okay." Xin Jingli nodded.
"Tell me what you want."
"You teach, I do, the price is negotiable."
Jingyun's hand holding the pen was stunned. It turned out that it was coming towards him.
[Cloud] Cake shop rules, first VIP requirements, play within a reasonable range, must be met.
Jingyun had no reason to refuse Xin Jingli's offer to teach her how to make cakes.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Jingyun asked the employees to go back first, and he took Xin Jingli to the kitchen.
[Yun] The cake shop has a large kitchen with complete kitchen utensils.
Jingyun introduced the tools to Xin Jingli one by one and went over the steps in detail.
In the past, customers who made such requests, regardless of gender, all had clear purposes. During the cake baking process, they would deliberately create physical contact, saying their shoulders were sore and wanted him to massage them, or saying his apron was loose and wanted to help tie it, and so on.
Therefore, Jingyun had already prepared for the situation and had also thought of how to refuse when she asked about WeChat.
But Xin Jingli didn't even look at him. After a while of operating, he treated him as a voice-controlled cake tutorial, and shouted at him when he didn't understand, and that was all.
At half past eleven, the cake was successfully completed. Xin Jingli lit the candles on the spot and said: "The Xin Jingli of the past should be happy in the future and stop being a bootlicker."
Blowing out the candles, cutting the cake, giving him some of the cake, and eating it, during the whole process, Xin Jingli seemed like a machine, without any emotion.
It was almost 12 o'clock in the evening and everything was over. Xin Jingli thanked Jingyun casually, said goodbye, clapped his hands and walked out of the cake shop.
Only Jingyun was left with a confused look on his face.
She spent ten million...what is she doing here?
Just...left?
Jingyun saw the small wind chime at the front desk and quickly picked it up and ran after him, "Hello, this is a birthday gift for a client."
This should have been given by the waiter, but the employees had all gone home, so he had to deliver it.
"Thank you." Xin Jingli took it, smiled at him, turned and left.
On the quiet street, the street lights were mottled, and the wind blew out the girl's thin back. Watching the thin shadow slowly walking away, Jingyun felt regretful.
At first he thought she had ulterior motives and made unintentional comments about her clothes and appearance, which was very rude.
In fact, no one paid any attention to him at all. Damn it.
He sighed remorsefully.
Thinking of something, Jingyun turned around and drove, caught up with Xin Jingli who had not walked far, and stopped beside her.
"It's too late, can I take you there?"
Consider it as him making amends for his mistakes.
Xin Jingli turned around and saw the man with one hand on the steering wheel of his Rolls-Royce, an expensive Patek Philippe on his wrist, and one hand on the passenger seat, leaning towards her. In the dim light, Yingjun's noble face was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
This time, Xin Jingli wouldn't do that. Is the first VIP treatment so good? Such a handsome boss has to personally send the guests back?
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