Volume 7: Mr. Love, Elite Lawyer, and Two Conjectures about Marriage Chapter 467 There is actually Bai Jie in this world
"Are you mistaken?"
"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!"
"This dress of mine costs over 30,000 yuan. It's the latest model this year, and you ruined it with a glass of orange juice!"
"No, I clearly put the cup in your hand, but you put it in your hand..."
"You're still trying to make excuses, right? Where's your manager Luo? Call her over!"
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On the open-air balcony, a young waitress was serving a glass of orange juice to a fashionable female guest. The female guest was looking at her mobile phone and did not hold the glass steady, so the orange juice spilled on her skirt. The two immediately started arguing. The young waitress felt that she was not at fault, or was afraid to compensate the female guest for her skirt, so she insisted that it was the female guest who did not hold the glass steady, so the orange juice spilled on her skirt. The female guest insisted that it was the waitress's fault and wanted to see the person in charge of the executive bar. At this time, Luo Yue hurried to the scene and apologized with a smile:
"Hello, hello. Excuse me, I'm Luo Yue, the person in charge of the administrative bar. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Look at my skirt, what do you think I should do?"
The fashionable female guest showed her skirt to Luo Yue. It was obvious that there was a large stain of orange juice on it. Luo Yue took a look and smiled apologetically:
"Hello, are you a guest of our hotel?"
"Nonsense, what do you mean?"
The female guest glanced at Luo Yue with dissatisfaction, then sat down again and said:
"If I didn't live here, would you still care about me?"
"You misunderstood. Let me ask them to go to your room and get you some clean clothes to change into. Then we can see how to solve this problem. This way you can feel more comfortable, okay?"
"Can!"
After looking at Luo Yue, the female guest picked up her Hermès bag from the table, took out a black room card from it and handed it to her:
"Here's the room card, the clothes are in the suitcase!"
"OK!"
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After the female guest changed her clothes, Luo Yue took the dirty skirt she had taken off and checked it. The waitress, who knew she had made trouble, stood beside her and cried:
"Manager Luo, this is really not my fault. I clearly put the cup in her hand, but she didn't hold it properly and it spilled. Manager Luo, what should I do?"
"Stop talking, I'll handle it!"
After stopping the crying waitress, Luo Yue looked at the female guest and said:
"Ms. Chen, how about this? I'll ask my colleagues from the laundry department to help you clean it first, and all the expenses will be borne by our hotel. If we can't restore it to its original state..."
Before Luo Yue could finish her words, the female guest called Miss Chen interrupted her rudely:
"What if it can't be cleaned?"
Hearing this, Luo Yue smiled and said:
"We will compensate according to the price!"
"You said it, this dress of mine costs more than 30,000 yuan, don't tell me you can't afford to pay for it when the time comes!"
The female guest called Miss Chen sat on the chair with her neck held high, and said proudly. Seeing her so arrogant, Luo Yue smiled and said:
"Ms. Chen, your skirt is indeed the latest style of Cavalli. If you have the invoice, we can compensate you according to the price!"
As he spoke, Luo Yue observed her expression, then moved closer to her and whispered:
"But I'm afraid your skirt is not genuine!"
Seeing that Miss Chen's expression finally changed, Luo Yue continued:
"Of course, it's a perfect imitation. The washing label of a genuine product usually has two iron marks and only one underline on the inner label. Your skirt doesn't seem to match that!"
"Stop talking nonsense here. You soiled my skirt and now you say it's fake. Do you believe I will sue your hotel?"
After Luo Yue exposed her tricks as a fake socialite, Miss Chen was a little insecure. She no longer dared to speak loudly and arrogantly as before, for fear of being heard by other guests here. At this time, Luo Yue continued:
"I'm sure you won't believe me. There's a boutique street next to our hotel. We can find a professional to appraise it. As long as the price of the dress is what you said, I will personally compensate you. If it's not, we can only compensate you according to the price. Of course, the additional authority I can personally give you is to help you avoid eating in our hotel for the next two days. Do you think this is okay?"
Seeing that Luo Yue had said so much, Miss Chen hesitated for a moment and said:
"Then this skirt of mine is also over 3,000 yuan?"
"If it doesn't come out clean, can I personally compensate you?"
Luo Yue smiled and said, Miss Chen glanced at her, and as she stood up from her seat and prepared to leave the executive bar, she complained:
"Well, that's bad luck!"
"Ms. Chen, please take care!"
After sending Miss Chen away, Luo Yue gradually put away the smile on her face. She turned around and looked at the waitress who had been standing next to her and criticized her:
"Just be thankful that this dress is a knockoff. I've told you so many times not to hand any water or drinks directly to customers. Just put them on the table in front. You didn't listen carefully when I told you. Have you learned your lesson now?"
"I'm sorry, Manager Luo, this skirt..."
The waitress seemed to be hesitant to speak, so Luo Yue glared at her and said:
"Alright, this orange juice can't be washed clean. I'll pay for it, don't worry about it. If something like this happens again next time, I won't protect you!"
"Thank you, Manager Luo. I will listen to you next time!"
Hearing that she didn't have to pay for it herself, the waitress thanked him. Luo Yue handed her the dirty skirt and said:
"Take it away, have the laundry department wash it, and then deliver it to Miss Chen in person. Be nice, okay?"
"Got it, Manager Luo. I'll get busy then!"
"Well, slow down, don't be in such a hurry!"
"Got it, Manager Luo!"
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After Luo Yue finished her work, she walked back to the bar, looked at Yuan Xudong who was still sitting there drinking, rolled her eyes and said:
"I still have more than two hours until I get off work. Do you want to sit here and drink for two hours?"
"No?"
Yuan Xudong took a sip of Scotch whisky, looked at Luo Yue and said with a smile:
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful and good at winning people's hearts, right?"
"Who bought people's hearts?"
After rolling her eyes at Yuan Xudong, Luo Yue smiled and said:
"I am their leader. If they make a mistake, I am also responsible. Besides, the salary of a waiter is not high, and the cost of living in Beijing is so high, so of course I have to help her a little!"
"Yeah?"
Looking at Luo Yue, who was radiating a holy aura, Yuan Xudong said jokingly:
"You are still in the internship period, and your monthly salary is 8,000 yuan. Excluding the 3,000 yuan rent you have to pay me, you only have 5,000 yuan at your disposal. After paying 3,000 yuan to Miss Chen, you will have 2,000 yuan left. Is this 2,000 yuan enough for you to spend?"
"Although it's not enough, but I have a small treasury!"
Rolling his eyes at Yuan Xudong, Luo Yue said proudly:
"After all, I have been in Belgium for five years, and I also worked part-time to earn money for my studies, so I still have some savings!"
"Really? How many?"
"Humph, I won't tell you!"
Looking at Luo Yue who was holding her neck high, Yuan Xudong said with a smile:
"It's just the 50,000 yuan in your card, right? You've been in Belgium for five years, how come you're still so poor?"
"Pah, what's wrong with being poor?"
After glaring at Yuan Xudong, Luo Yue angrily said:
"How do you know I still have 50,000 yuan in my card? Did you peek at my text messages?"
"No, I saw it openly, I just didn't tell you!"
Yuan Xudong said seriously. In fact, he accidentally saw the SMS message about Luo Yue's bank card fund change. Before Luo Yue got angry, Yuan Xudong took out his wallet, pulled out a bank card from the wallet and handed it to Luo Yue.
"Take this card. It contains the rent money you paid to me. I also saved some money in it. Girls can't be without money. Just like that waiter, he had no money in his pocket and could only hang his head and listen to others' lectures. I don't want my girlfriend to be like that!"
"I don't want it. Didn't we agree that I don't want your money?"
Luo Yue refused after taking a look at the bank card that Yuan Xudong handed to her. After being rejected by Luo Yue, Yuan Xudong forced the bank card into her hand and advised:
"The bank card is with you. You don't have to spend it, but it's just in case. If you need money urgently and I'm not by your side, it can help you, right?"
"But I..."
"No buts, just listen, okay?"
Seeing that Luo Yue wanted to say something, Yuan Xudong interrupted her and said softly:
"You are my girlfriend and will be my wife in the future. You must obey me. Do you understand?"
"Hate it, who is your wife? I haven't agreed to marry you yet, okay?"
Rolling her eyes at Yuan Xudong, Luo Yue's face was filled with happiness and sweetness. She took the bank card that Yuan Xudong had forced upon her and said proudly:
"I'll keep this card for you. I'll still deposit 3,000 yuan of rent into it every month. The money I earn is enough for me to spend. I don't need to spend your money anymore!"
Looking at the shy Luo Yue, Yuan Xudong joked:
"If I propose to you right now, will you agree?"
"I……"
Hearing Yuan Xudong say this, Luo Yue's heart was pounding, and her big eyes, which were clearly black and white, lit up. Seeing her like this, Yuan Xudong immediately regretted it. He had nothing better to do than to talk about proposing to her and made the girl excited. At this moment, a cell phone rang, and Yuan Xudong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This call came just in time. He quickly took out the ringing cell phone from his pocket and answered the call:
"Hello?"
"Boss Yuan, it's me, Zhang Mingyang. Do you want to come out and play?"
"Okay, where are you guys playing?"
Hearing the very exciting music coming from the phone, Yuan Xudong guessed that Zhang Mingyang and his friends were playing in the bar. Unlike the executive bar of Shangri-La Hotel, this place seemed very quiet , while the place where Zhang Mingyang and his friends were playing was obviously very lively. At this time, the laughter of several men and women came from the phone. They were obviously good friends and cute ladies playing with Zhang Mingyang. Zhang Mingyang said loudly:
"Well, I'll send you a location right away. Can you come find me now?"
"Okay, send it to me on WeChat, see you later!"
"Okay, see you later!"
After hanging up the phone, Yuan Xudong looked at Luo Yue who was pouting and said with a smile:
"Zhang Mingyang asked me to go out and play. I went to ask about their clinic business. I'm leaving now!"
"Okay, come back early in the evening, and don't stay out all night!"
"I know. I have a day off tomorrow, so I'll take you to the hospital to check your teeth tomorrow. Bye!"
"Well, bye!"
Under Luo Yue's somewhat resentful gaze, Yuan Xudong left the executive bar of Shangri-La Hotel as if escaping. Ever since he mentioned the topic of proposing, Luo Yue's eyes had been full of expectation and tenderness that seemed to drip with water, which put Yuan Xudong under a lot of pressure.
After leaving the Shangri-La Hotel, Yuan Xudong found a bar called Love according to the location sent by Zhang Mingyang. There was explosive music, colorful flashing lights, and men and women dancing wildly to the music and lights.
There were a lot of beautiful young girls, most of them wearing refreshing clothes, such as hot pants, miniskirts, suspender skirts, etc., revealing their white thighs and sexy and delicate collarbones, and dancing closely with the men who were also dancing passionately. Yuan Xudong even saw a girl standing in a split, with her thighs on a man's shoulders, wearing a miniskirt, and then twisting her waist and hips back and forth wildly. The people around were cheering and making a noise. The man was a little embarrassed, but the woman looked so smug that Yuan Xudong frowned and made up his mind in his heart that he would never allow his own woman or his future baby daughter to come here to play in such a smoky and foul place. It was simply destroying his worldview.
"Mr. Yuan, here, here!"
Seeing Yuan Xudong come in, Zhang Mingyang, who was sitting in a booth drinking, shouted loudly. After calling Yuan Xudong over, Zhang Mingyang arranged for him to sit in the middle seat and said:
"Boss Yuan, please sit here. Everyone here is my friend. Come on, fill up your glasses and toast to Boss Yuan!"
Before Yuan Xudong came over, everyone present had already learned his true identity from Zhang Mingyang: the president and legal representative of an investment company, a billionaire. When they really met him, they found that Yuan Xudong's figure and appearance were even better than those of movie and TV stars. Coupled with the charm of a billionaire, the men and women present began to surround him.
Zhang Mingyang was also happy about this. He invited Yuan Xudong over, on the one hand because he wanted to be friends with him, and on the other hand to gain some face in front of these bad friends. He also had billionaire friends, and by the way, he asked Yuan Xudong to help settle the bill. There were a lot of people here tonight, and his old habit of being stingy came back again. He asked Yuan Xudong to come over for a drink, and as a billionaire, how could he not pay the bill?
"Mr. Yuan, I'll fill it up for you!"
The others were relatively restrained, but the two youngest and most beautiful girls stuck to Yuan Xudong, one on the left and one on the right.
"Come on, everyone, drink!"
"cheers!"
"Mr. Yuan, I'll fill it up for you!"
"Mr. Yuan, I'll toast you another glass!"
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The bottles of wine on the table were quickly finished, and Zhang Mingyang took the opportunity to say:
"Mr. Yuan, look how enthusiastic everyone is. They finished all the drinks as soon as you arrived. There are so many people here. How about we order a few more bottles of good wine?"
"Yes, Mr. Yuan, please give me a few more bottles of good wine. I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!"
"Yes, Mr. Yuan, let's drink to our heart's content tonight and don't leave until we're drunk!"
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Seeing everyone making a fuss, especially the two girls beside him who almost wanted to stick to him, although he knew they wanted him to pay for it, Yuan Xudong didn't care, as long as he had fun, he deliberately took out his wallet, pulled out an ICBC-issued ICBC Express Centurion Black Gold Card from it and put it on the table, saying:
"If you want to drink, order it yourself. I'll just pay the bill!"
"Thank you, Mr. Yuan!"
Since someone was paying the bill, everyone naturally drank to their heart's content. When the two girls who had been clinging to Yuan Xudong's black gold card saw it, they became even more excited. It was the first time for them to see a black card in the real world. They had only seen it online. The young girl who had been holding Yuan Xudong's arm said softly,
"Mr. Yuan, this is a black card. How can I get a black card?"
“This is easy!”
Yuan Xudong took a sip of whiskey and said with a smile:
"Deposit a few hundred million in the bank, and they will come to you and give you a black card. Then you can spend a few million every year!"
"Damn, it's so easy!"
Giving Yuan Xudong a charming look, the girl hugged Yuan Xudong's arm even tighter and said in a coquettish voice:
"I heard that if you have a black card, you can do whatever you want. Is that true?"
"I can tell you very clearly that this is all a scam, a trick used by the bank. You just pay for the service, that's all!"
Smiling, Yuan Xudong looked at the girl and asked:
"By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Bai Jie, Mr. Yuan, you can just call me Xiao Bai!"
When Yuan Xudong asked her name, the little girl named Bai Jie said happily. When Yuan Xudong heard the name Bai Jie, he couldn't help but blurt out:
"Are you a teacher?"
"No, I'm just a small model. I usually walk on catwalks and shoot commercials for Taobao merchants or something like that!"
When Bai Jie heard Yuan Xudong ask her if she was a teacher, she blushed and said:
"Mr. Yuan, you are so mean!"
"uh-huh?"
Looking at Bai Jie's shy face, Yuan Xudong asked in confusion:
"Dabai, I'm just asking you if you're a teacher, what's wrong?"
"Dabai?"
Bai Jie didn't quite understand what Yuan Xudong meant at first. Seeing him staring down at her chest, she couldn't help but say shyly:
"Boss Yuan, you are so annoying!"
Hearing Bai Jie's coquettish voice, Yuan Xudong felt quite comfortable. As expected, being coquettish is a skill exclusive to beautiful women and a natural skill. Girls without talent will never learn it. If you have money, who wouldn't like a green tea girl who is light, soft and easy to be pushed down?
After drinking for a while, Yuan Xudong stood up and left the booth, preparing to go to the bathroom. Seeing him walking towards the bathroom, Bai Jie quickly stood up and followed him. Everyone in the booth secretly sighed that she was worthy of the name Bai Jie.
The bathroom was empty. Just when Yuan Xudong was about to go to the bathroom, Bai Jie sneaked in. To be honest, Yuan Xudong was really scared by her. He was furious and pushed her into the bathroom cubicle with force and closed the door...
