He pointed to the two seats in the corner: "These two."
"Alright, please wait a mont."
Soon, the tickets were printed, and the cashier handed the movie tickets to Matthew Saxon: "Sir, here are your tickets. The movie starts in twenty minutes, and you can enter ten minutes early."
As she handed the tickets and looked up while Matthew was reaching to take them, the cashier froze.
Isn’t this their big Boss?
He wasn’t seeing things, right?
Although this cinema is only a tiny part of Seymour’s nurous ventures, being under Seymour Group, it’s impossible for employees not to recognize their boss.
"Excuse , are you Mr. Matthew Saxon, president of Seymour Group?" The cashier stared blankly at Matthew, her eyes wide open.
There’s no mistake, the extraordinarily handso man in front of her was indeed their big Boss.
If the big Boss had an ordinary appearance, she might not have been so struck, but a boss that’s so devastatingly handso is impossible to forget.
Matthew took the tickets, nodded, and turned to leave.
"Mr. Saxon, please wait." The cashier’s voice was a bit nervous and called out to him.
Matthew turned around, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Is there anything else?"
The cashier’s eyes were bright, staring at him without blinking. She swallowed nervously and summoned her courage to say: "Mr. Saxon, are you here with your fiancée? If so, I suggest you buy so snacks; girls love eating them while watching movies."
The cashier pointed to the area nearby selling popcorn, ice cream, and drinks as she spoke.
Matthew originally planned to take the tickets and find Scarlett Yates.
Thanks to the cashier’s reminder, he looked toward the direction she indicated.
Indeed, there were quite a few couples lined up to buy popcorn.
He paused for a mont and asked, "Do girls like to eat?"
The cashier nodded.
Soda and popcorn are must-haves at the movies.
Taking the cashier’s "advice," Matthew went next door to queue for popcorn after getting his movie tickets.
By the ti he got in line, there weren’t many people buying popcorn, and it soon ca to his turn.
anwhile, the popcorn employee recognized Matthew as well and stared at him just like the cashier, only snapping back when Matthew asked for popcorn.
"Mr. Saxon, do you want a large, dium, or small size?"
Rembering the cashier’s words about girls liking it, he said, "Large."
The popcorn employee prepared an extra-large size for him, the just-popped popcorn carried a buttery sweet aroma, enticing to sll.
Matthew had little interest in snacks lacking nutrition, and even less for carbonated drinks like soda, buying only Scarlett’s portion.
When he walked to Scarlett Yates with the giant popcorn and soda, she was stunned for a few seconds.
"Matthew Saxon, do you like eating popcorn?" She was quite surprised, believing he, who grew up with gourt cuisine, wasn’t interested in popcorn.
Matthew shook his head: "This is for you."
Scarlett paused again, then stared at the overflowing bucket of buttery popcorn, exclaiming: "For ? This is way too much."
"The cashier said you girls all love this." Matthew frowned slightly, "You don’t like it?"
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