I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 1278: Extra Story of Du Fu 4 (Additional Content for Meng i Xiao Lu)
Why is he so unlucky today?
He was about to make big money, but then ran into this crazy lady. ๐๐ป๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ซ๐ฎ๐.๐ฌ๐๐ข
Du Lai said with a fawning smile, "Itโs my honor to perform for you. Itโs just that I didnโt bring my prop box. Could you please wait a moment, miss?"
The socialite frowned, "Prop box? You need that stuff to perform magic? So, itโs all fake, huh? How boring!"
Du Lai: "..."
If itโs not fake, could it actually be real?
Iโm a magician, not a wizard, miss!
"Michael, go get the magicianโs prop box," said a woman nearby, "The magician stays."
Her tone was commanding, leaving no room for negotiation.
The man in black called Michael responded respectfully, then swiftly turned and walked straight out the door.
Du Lai cursed inwardly but kept a smile on his face, standing dutifully to the side.
Heโs very experienced in serving rich people, acting subservient is the way to go.
...
While waiting, the socialite continued to complain from time to time, mainly about how boring the ship was, the lack of freedom, the lousy travel plans, and so forth.
The woman next to her mostly remained silent, only occasionally speaking in a cold tone when the socialite used foul language, reminding her to watch her manners.
Du Lai listened silently for a while and figured out two things.
The first thing is, this socialite had never traveled far before, or rather, her previous life was relatively isolated, and this cruise trip was her first time traveling afar. Perhaps because of high expectations, her disappointment was just as great, and she found vacationing on a cruise ship incredibly dull.
The second thing is that the woman next to the socialite is called Qiao Na, who is both the socialiteโs tutor and the female butler, responsible for her daily needs and personal safety.
In this world, people always like to talk about this tycoon or that tycoon, but in fact, many wealthy and powerful tycoonsโ names are not accessible to ordinary people.
Like now, Du Lai listened for so long but still couldnโt figure out which family this socialite belonged to.
Footsteps could be heard outside the door.
The door opened, and the burly man in black who had gone out returned with the prop box in one hand and holding a monkey in the other.
"Ah! The little monkey is here!" The socialiteโs eyes lit up. She jumped off the sofa and happily ran over.
Du Lai was also surprised and blurted out, "Bobby?"
Isnโt this the monkey raised by the clown, the one that never leaves his side for eating, bathing, or sleeping? How did it get brought here at this late hour?
"Bobby?" The socialite took the thin chain from the bodyguard that was binding the monkey and curiously asked Du Lai, "Do you know it?"
Du Lai replied, "Bobby is a little celebrity on our ship. Everyone knows it. Frank has raised it for many years. There was even a wealthy businessman who once offered three hundred thousand to buy it, but Frank refused."
He then added with a humorous smile, "Bobby is like Frankโs own son."
The socialite asked, "Whoโs Frank?"
"The clown who sold us the monkey, thatโs Frank," the female butler replied coldly.
Du Lai: "..."
So it was sold? ...Didnโt Frank say he wouldnโt sell it even for a hundred million?
"Who cares~" The socialite fed the monkey peanuts, being in high spirits, "Anyway, this monkey is mine now. Iโm going to give it a new name, hmm... letโs call it Alice!"
Du Lai: "..."
You know this is a male monkey, right?
"Alright, Alice, dance for me~"
The socialite ordered the monkey, looking at it expectantly.
