"Okay."
After Yan Can left, Xu Yun stretched out luxuriously. It had been a long ti since he’d had such a peaceful afternoon nap.
He didn’t even know when the young technician had left.
Xu Yun rang the bell, summoning an attendant.
"Hello, President Xu. How may I help you?"
Xu Yun said, "Could you please ask Number 7 to co here?"
"Of course, President Xu."
The attendant went straight to the technicians’ break room and called out, "Number 7, President Xu wants to see you."
"?"
Number 7 asked doubtfully, "Do you know what it’s about?"
"He didn’t say."
"Okay." Number 7 got up and headed toward Xu Yun’s room.
The mont she left, the other won started talking.
One said worriedly, "You don’t think the client wants to cause trouble for her, do you?"
It wasn’t like that had never happened before.
Another teased, "Maybe he woke up from his nap and had regrets? Maybe he wants to have a ’deeper exchange’ with Number 7 now?"
"I bet. He was probably just putting on an act because Young Master Yan was here."
Amidst their chatter, Number 7 arrived at Xu Yun’s room, her heart filled with apprehension.
She had no idea what to expect.
Pushing the door open, Number 7 smiled. "President Xu, you were looking for ?"
"Why didn’t you wake when you left?"
Number 7 answered, "You were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t dare disturb you."
"That’s all thanks to you. Your technique is excellent, very professional. I fell asleep before I even knew it."
"Thank you for the complint, President Xu." Hearing this, Number 7 breathed a sigh of relief. ’As long as he isn’t here to give a hard ti, it’s fine.’
Xu Yun asked, "Do you have WeChat? Let’s add each other."
"Huh? Oh, okay." Number 7 quickly took out her phone, scanned Xu Yun’s QR code, and added him.
Without any ceremony, Xu Yun transferred 20,000 to her.
Seeing this, Number 7 said in surprise, "President Xu, this...?"
"Consider it a tip. For your hard work."
"Thank you! Thank you, President Xu!"
Number 7 was overjoyed.
Seeing that Xu Yun was about to change his clothes, she hurried forward and said, "President Xu, don’t move. Let help you."
"Alright."
And so, Xu Yun simply held out his arms for his shirt and his legs for his pants, enjoying the kind of dressing service a handmaiden would have provided in ancient tis.
Dressed, Xu Yun smiled as he was about to leave. "I’ll ask for you next ti I co."
"Okay."
After seeing Xu Yun off, Number 7 returned to the break room, elated.
Seeing her back so soon, the others asked, "What happened? What did that President Xu want with you?"
"Nothing much. He just said I worked hard."
Number 7 grinned. "Then he added on WeChat and sent a huge red envelope."
"He called you over just to give you money?"
"Yeah, I didn’t expect it either."
Hearing this, Number 3 imdiately asked with concern, "So how much did he give you?"
"Oh, not much. Just 20,000!"
Everyone: "..."
’Damn, things like this can actually happen!’
Number 3, in particular, felt a sour taste in her mouth after hearing this.
’Great. No comparison, no pain.’
’I gave a massage and worked so hard, and all I got was 10,000.’
’Number 7 did nothing and just got a 20,000 red envelope for free.’
’It’s infuriating to compare yourself to others.’
As if to get back at Number 3 for her earlier showing off, she added, "President Xu said he’ll ask for again next ti he cos."
Everyone: "..."
It’s true what they say: you worry when your friends are broke, but you get jealous when they suddenly buy a Range Rover.
...
[Good work must be rewarded; this is the basic quality of a tycoon. In the spirit of "Do as You Please," the Host tipped the technician 20,000. Reward: 100,000 in cash.]
[Bank Account Balance: 30,000,000!]
These small rewards barely made a dent in his bank account balance, so he simply ignored them.
When he reached the front desk in the first-floor lobby, a staff mber respectfully handed him a crystal mbership card.
They told him that in the future, he could just give his na upon arrival.
He could also call ahead to make a reservation.
The establishnt was mbers-only; they did not serve non-mbers.
’That Yan Can is pretty reliable,’ Xu Yun thought. He had assud the other man was just being polite and hadn’t taken his offer seriously.
Just like when soone says, "I’ll treat you to dinner soti."
Xu Yun had napped all afternoon. By the ti he left the club, it was already evening—ti for dinner.
He called Li Jinshu and asked her out to eat with him.
During dinner, Li Jinshu brought up the matter of her house back ho.
The real estate agency had called her. Soone wanted to buy her house, but the offer was a little below market price.
She asked Xu Yun if she should just sell it at a discount.
Xu Yun told her it was her decision, since it was her house, after all.
However, if she wanted to get rid of that family of hers sooner, she could sell it as long as the loss wasn’t too great.
After all, the market was bad right now. Property values were falling everywhere. The longer she held onto it, the more she might lose in the future.
The small loan company was also getting anxious because as soon as the house was sold, they could collect the remaining balance of their paynt.
Li Jinshu decided to take Xu Yun’s advice.
’I really don’t need to worry about a few tens of thousands anymore.’ Her financial situation was now worlds apart from what it used to be.
After dinner, they both drove back. One was in a Bentley Continental GT, the other in a Flying Spur.
The security guard had long since co to recognize the two of them.
When he saw Xu Yun and Li Jinshu return, he imdiately hurried over and called out to them, saying with a troubled expression, "Miss Li, you’re finally back."
"What’s wrong?"
Li Jinshu asked, "Is there sothing you need for?"
"There’s a man and a woman at the community gate. They insist they know you—say they’re your mother and brother—and are making a scene, demanding to be let in."
The guard explained, "But without your confirmation, we didn’t dare let them in. They’ve been here all afternoon."
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