“Chapter 115: Butler Chen”

"Chapter 115: Butler Chen"

"So, you're saying we give them twenty-six thousand?" Wu Gang asked, clearly reluctant.

"Yes, let's pay them," Liu Juan nodded, not her money, so no heartache involved.

In her eyes, Wu Gang was nothing more than a breathing "ATM."

"Are you crazy? These dishes aren't worth twenty-six thousand!" Wu Gang banged on the table.

At that moment, a super luxurious RV pulled up, imposingly parking at the guesthouse entrance.

Gong Xin Yi's assistant, Chen Yu, stepped out of the vehicle, greeting, "Young Master, sorry to keep you waiting!"

Then, eight chefs, each carrying a tray, lined up in front of Gong Xin Yi.

"Young Master, where shall we serve the meal?"

"Inside, the old house!" Gong Xin Yi directed Chen Yu.

Under Chen Yu's lead, the chefs promptly headed to the old house, each tray bearing at least three dishes.

After delivering the dishes to the old house, Chen Yu and the chefs quickly retreated.

Chen Yu wore a towering butler's hat, looking quite authoritative.

"Butler Chen!" Gong Xin Yi called out to Chen Yu.

"Young Master, may I assist with anything?" Chen Yu approached, bowing.

"How much was that table of dishes just now?"

"Young Master?" Chen Yu looked bewildered, since when did the Young Master pay for his meals?

However, having served Gong Xin Yi for many years, Chen Yu quickly grasped the situation, scanning the empty boxes on the table and assessing Wu Gang and Liu Juan, understanding the implication.

"Those dishes were prepared by international top chefs, labor alone costs tens of thousands a day. Many ingredients aren't available domestically, all freshly picked abroad and flown in by private jet. Considering labor, transportation, ingredients, etc., the total value of those twenty-eight dishes far exceeds seven figures."

"Alright, you may leave now," Gong Xin Yi waved him off.

The RV quickly departed, leaving Wu Gang and Liu Juan dazed for a while.

Now, Wu Gang dared not claim the dishes on the table weren't worth twenty-six thousand.

Such a wealthy young master would surely not order cheap takeout.

"What do you two say?" Cold Moon asked.

"We'll pay the bill," Liu Juan said, nudging Wu Gang to prompt him to pay.

Wu Gang, extremely unwilling, flung off her hand, "I didn't eat a bite, if you want to pay, do it yourself!"

"Fine, I'll pay myself. We're done after this!" Liu Juan said, pretending to scan a QR code on her phone, "I told you, I eat a lot, you can't afford it. It's better we split, I'll find someone better right away."

"Wait, I'll pay!" Wu Gang quickly blocked Liu Juan's phone, took out his own, and decisively paid the twenty-six thousand.

"Sister, come here a moment," Cold Moon called out to Jin Yu, "Return their room fee, they want to stay somewhere else."

Just as Jin Yu was about to return the money, Liu Juan hastily stopped her, smiling, "No, no, all that was said in anger. Why not stay here since we're already settled? We don't want to move around, we'll stay at your place."

"Sorry, we can't afford to provide meals," Jin Yu said sternly.

"No problem, we'll sort out our meals," Liu Juan chuckled.

Jin Yu's brows immediately relaxed, thinking this arrangement could still work, but then the two thousand room rent seemed too much.

"Then I'll return half the room rent to you," Jin Yu said.

"No need for returns," Liu Juan smiled brightly, "We've troubled you today, consider this money as compensation. Really, twenty thousand isn't much, just over six hundred a day..."

Not much? Just over six hundred? Wu Gang stared at Liu Juan in astonishment, her words making her sound like a big spender.

"Brother Gang, let's go out to eat, my treat."

Liu Juan waved goodbye to Cold Moon and Jin Yu, cheerfully pulling Wu Gang away.

Jin Yu was incredulous, pinching her own face, "Cold Moon, am I dreaming? Why did this woman suddenly become so generous? Giving us twenty thousand for the room rent without needing meals?"