The CEO's Substitute Wife Is A Genius-Chapter 325: What’s the Plan with That Kid Lu Xingzhou?
Chapter 325: Chapter 325: What’s the Plan with That Kid Lu Xingzhou?
An hour later, Jiang Man completed her punishment beyond the required amount.
When she returned to the presidential suite, Shaye had fallen asleep in a small room on the first floor due to exhaustion.
Wu Yingfan was so hungry his stomach was stuck to his back, reclining on the sofa in utter despair.
Not until Yin Hu walked ahead to report, "Sir, the young lady has finished her punishment."
King was leaning on the sofa, dealing with work.
Hearing Yin Hu’s voice, he took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Subordinates hurried over, taking away his computer and glasses.
"Hungry, aren’t you?"
King looked up, the sharpness and coldness in his eyes faded, replaced with a father’s tenderness.
Jiang Man pouted, "Hungry."
She was supposed to have copper pot meat tonight.
But then Dad called her over to be punished, and up until now, she hadn’t eaten a thing.
"Vermilion Bird, have them serve the dishes," King ordered.
He glanced at Wu Yingfan with an indifferent voice and said, "Wake up your little girlfriend for dinner."
"Uncle King, don’t talk nonsense. What little girlfriend? I treat her like a sister."
"Then wake up your sister for dinner."
"..."
He thought Uncle King would argue with him about this, but that was it?
Ten minutes later, the double doors of the suite opened.
A group of people, organized and orderly, entered carrying dishes.
The leader was a chef wearing a white tall hat, with at least ten chefs following.
"Wow!" Shaye was bleary-eyed, but when she smelled the aroma of food, she instantly perked up.
Despite being a little princess and accustomed to fine dining from childhood, Thai cuisine couldn’t compare to Chinese cuisine.
Whether it was the cooking methods or the flavors, there was a big difference.
Soon, the long dining table was filled with various Chinese dishes.
Jiang Man saw that they were all her favorites.
Four people, 28 dishes, they definitely couldn’t finish them all.
"The best Chinese chefs in the north city are all here," Vermilion Bird said respectfully.
He then addressed the chefs, "A generous reward for any dish that our young lady favors!"
Hearing about a reward, the chefs were composed.
They were often tipped by customers, but the tip money wasn’t much each time, more about the cumulative effect.
At most, the tips were just a few hundred yuan.
"Let’s eat," King said in a deep voice.
The dining room accommodated some thirty people.
There were those serving their meal, as well as those standing on guard like human signposts.
Jiang Man was long accustomed to such displays.
Being the young lady was second nature to her, as was being an ordinary person.
Whether in times of poverty or wealth, she was just her, nothing different.
Jiang Man picked up her chopsticks and started to eat, choosing the dish that interested her the most first.
Her palette felt bland, so she chose a famous dish from Jiangxi cuisine—beer duck.
The duck was tender and flavorful, the meat falling off the bone easily.
The spicy and savory taste was satisfying; after her first bite, she couldn’t stop.
Seeing her take a second piece, King asked indifferently, "Who made this dish?"
A chef stepped forward.
King did not look at him, just swept his eyes over his figure.
"Reward," he said tersely, like an emperor from ancient times.
Vermilion Bird nodded, then took out his phone and scanned the QR code on the chef’s attire.
The chefs had badge-like QR codes on their chests that looked like decorations upon a casual glance.
This was also for the purpose of better serving the guests, a design with reciprocity in mind.
With a ’ding’ sound,
Vermilion Bird nodded to the head chef.
During one meal, Jiang Man tasted a total of 18 dishes, including 7 dishes she tried a second bite of.
And the chefs of these 7 dishes were undoubtedly rewarded.
After dinner was over, the chefs, accompanied by their assistants, left.
Only when they entered the staff elevator did they dare to speak loudly.
"Look how much was the tip?"
Out of ten chefs, only two were tipped.
That’s because the 7 dishes Jiang Man liked all came from these two chefs.
"Maybe a few thousand?"
These star chefs have a fixed base salary of ten thousand a month, which varies monthly from ten to one hundred and fifty thousand depending on promotions.
The two rewarded chefs, having quite consistent culinary skills, generally maintained a monthly salary of around fifty thousand.
A few thousand in tips in one day was no small sum for them.
At this time, they would definitely be coaxed by their colleagues to treat them.
"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand..." A chef counted the digits on the mobile transfer record, one digit at a time.
"Ah Da, it’s not just a few thousand, the tip is a whole hundred thousand!"
"What the heck?"
The other chefs crowded around, all with wide eyes.
They all counted noisily.
"That’s right, it’s six figures!"
"Qiangzi, you got tipped twice, Ah Da got tipped five times, so Qiangzi, you’re at two hundred thousand, and Ah Da is at five hundred thousand?"
Five hundred thousand, for some chefs who don’t receive much in the way of commissions, that would take four or five years to earn!
But here someone had easily made that much in a day?
Wait, not even a day?
It was just over an hour during the meal!
The chefs who hadn’t been tipped were dumbfounded.
Beyond shocked, they were envious to the point of madness.
If they had known that today’s patron was so generous, they would have put forth their best effort while cooking.
But there’s no medicine for regret in this world.
Even if they had given it their all, it wouldn’t necessarily have matched the young lady’s taste.
"Who’s the one upstairs? Spent a meal and tipped our chefs seven hundred thousand? That’s seven hundred thousand, not seventy yuan!!!"
"Not quite sure, didn’t you see the two rows of bodyguards standing in the hallway? Probably a very wealthy big boss."
"Wealthy, but in all of Beicheng, who can be richer than the Lu Family? But Lu Xingzhou doesn’t act like that when he goes out."
"Don’t know, this big boss is mysterious, no one knows his real identity."
"It’s unbelievable, that young lady dressed so simply, didn’t look like such a wealthy lady."
"Rich people are low-key, they don’t flaunt their wealth."
That night, the big boss in the V1 Presidential Suite became famous in the short time at the Leston Hotel.
Many waitstaff fought over the chance to provide room service there.
After all, just getting a tip from the big boss could mean working a few years, even over a decade, less!
"Alright,"
After having their fill, King spoke up in a subdued voice.
He shed some of his sternness, replaced with a bit of gentleness.
"Let’s hear it, what are the plans for what comes next."
He was someone who didn’t dwell on the past.
Since it had happened, Manman had returned to the country to acknowledge her relatives and even got married.
While he was very angry about these events.
But punishments had been given, so he wouldn’t mention it further.
Jiang Man knew her adoptive father’s temperament well, and she had already thought about her plans for the future.
"Once the scientific institute’s research is successful, I will go back," she said.
King, appearing nonchalant, fiddled with his signet ring, "And what about that young fellow Lu Xingzhou, what do you plan to do about him?"
