This is the true meaning of a class reunion: showing off your wealth and improving your status among classmates, letting everyone think you're awesome and doing well, while everyone else is being trampled underfoot. That's how it should feel, but Jiang Xiaorou was being too low-key just now.
Jiang Xiaorou knew that no one believed her. Even senior Zhang Feiyu was shaking his head at her, asking her to step back and not force herself out.
Xia Zimu also didn't believe it, and didn't believe Jiang Xiaorou could really pay the bill. But the problem was that if Jiang Xiaorou really paid the bill, Xia Zimu's face would be completely lost, and Zhang Feiyu's good impression of her would also be gone.
"Junior Sister Xiaorou, I'm not looking down on you, but do you know how much money we spent tonight? Nearly one million, which is not a small amount. Are you sure you can do it?" Xia Zimu gave a friendly reminder. She felt that Jiang Xiaorou was just trying to be rich.
One million?
In Jiang Xiaorou's eyes, is one million money?
Normally, she would just give small gifts to the female employees of the company worth more than one million yuan, and she really never took one million yuan seriously.
But she couldn't just pull out her card and pay right now. There were about a hundred people present. If word got out, would she be able to live a normal life in Country F? How many people would be interested in her?
Jiang Xiaorou didn't want to cause trouble for herself, but she really had to buy this order tonight.
"One million? I really don't have it..." Jiang Xiaorou spoke very modestly.
"No?" Tang Xue burst out laughing. Without waiting for Jiang Xiaorou to finish her words, she walked over and said, "Jiang Xiaorou, why are you pretending to be so arrogant when you don't have any money? Do you really think everyone has the time to play with you?"
Show off?
Does someone like Jiang Xiaorou need to pretend? Only people who don't have it need to pretend!
"I really don't have one million, but who says that I have to spend money after eating? Can I use facial recognition?" Jiang Xiaorou didn't even finish her words, Tang Xue was so anxious!
Face recognition?
hehe!
Do you really think you're like the overbearing CEO in romance novels, relying on facial recognition to go out?
"Jiang Xiaorou, are you taking us all for fools? Showing your face? How come I didn't see how special your face is? If you don't have money, you don't have money. Everyone can pretend to be rich, but there aren't many people like you who can't even pretend to be cool." Tang Xue was really dying of laughter at Jiang Xiaorou's words.
Not only Tang Xue was laughing, but everyone else was laughing too.
At this time.
Even Zhang Feiyu came over and whispered to Xiaorou, "Xiaorou, why don't you just forget it? One million is really not a small sum, and no one requires you to pay it, so why bother..."
Why bother? Why bother showing off and making your presence felt?
Is this what Senior Zhang Feiyu meant?
I'm sorry, Jiang Xiaorou's brush sense was never brushed out, she earned it through her own ability. No one can doubt her ability. Zhang Feiyu's words made Xiaorou unhappy.
"Senior, I know what you want to say, so don't say the rest." Jiang Xiaorou said lightly.
She picked up her phone and made a call. This number was the one she had asked Xu Feng to get, the phone number of the hotel owner. Jiang Xiaorou had also asked Xu Feng to invest in the hotel.
Strictly speaking, she was a shareholder of the hotel, half the owner. Xu Feng should have told the boss about Jiang Xiaorou's identity, saying that she was having dinner with her classmates here. As long as Jiang Xiaorou called and said she was Jiang Xiaorou, the boss would immediately understand.
The call went through.
"Hello, I'm Jiang Xiaorou." Jiang Xiaorou just gave her name.
Seeing how calm she was while making the call, the students around her stared at her, wondering what she was up to. But she only said one sentence and didn't say the rest.
As for who was on the phone and what he said, no one really knows.
Jiang Xiaorou finished her call, put down her phone, and stood in front of everyone very calmly.
At this time.
Everyone stared at her, and some even said some unpleasant things. Everyone thought she was showing off and making fun of everyone. Even Zhang Feiyu looked at her with a bad expression.
About two minutes later.
The door of the box was pushed open and a middle-aged man rushed in.
He had never seen Jiang Xiaorou before, and didn't know who she was. His brain was a little short-circuited, but Jiang Xiaorou knew who he was and walked over.
"Hello, I'm Jiang Xiaorou." Jiang Xiaorou stretched out her right hand very calmly.
The middle-aged man then realized Jiang Xiaorou's identity. He quickly stretched out his hands, and even stretched out both hands, and even bent down his waist.
There is no way not to bend down. The general manager of TM Group, the most powerful female boss in the world, has now met the God of Wealth himself, and it is only reasonable for her to kneel down in front of her!
"I didn't know you were so kind to come. I have this, this, this..."
The boss was so excited that his mind was in a mess and he had no idea where to start.
"We can talk about other things another day. Today I only want to talk to you about one thing. I left in a hurry and forgot to bring money. I only found it after dinner. Look..."
Before Jiang Xiaorou could finish speaking, the boss immediately took over the conversation.
"Why do you want to pay for your meal? If we take your money, wouldn't that be like slapping ourselves in the face? Don't mention money, don't mention money at all. As long as you can come often in the future, it will be the greatest help to our shop."
The boss is really polite.
But his words left everyone stunned. Jiang Xiaorou ate for free, so asking for money wasn't an insult? What kind of logic was that? Who was she? What kind of status did she hold? Even the hotel owner had to bow and scrape to her?
"Thank you, there's nothing else, go ahead!" Jiang Xiaorou said lightly.
The boss then realized that he had been holding Jiang Xiaorou's hand for a long time. He must be the first person to shake hands with the God of Wealth for such a long time!
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll leave right away. If you need anything else, just tell the waiter and everything will be done according to your needs." The boss stepped out.
Suddenly.
Everyone was stunned.
Jiang Xiaorou really didn't spend a penny. Just because she is Jiang Xiaorou, the boss doesn't want money and lets her eat and spend as much as she wants. Can she treat the hotel as her own home every day from now on?
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