Chapter 194 - 188: Shanghai, Here I Come

Chapter 194: Chapter 188: Shanghai, Here I Come

In the galley.

Qin Wan’Er prepared seasonal fruits and juices with a bright smile on her face.

Another colleague, a two-faced woman named Lingling, was also present.

"Wan’Er, why are you so happy at work today?" Lingling asked with a smile. However, she was secretly grumbling in her heart, "Isn’t it just because she got commended for stepping up to help someone the other day? It’s been days, and she’s still putting on an act."

Qin Wan’Er looked up. Her relationship with Lingling was only average because the woman had a poor reputation. While others came to work to earn a living, Lingling was just using it as a stepping stone to climb the social ladder.

"It’s nothing! It’s just that after this shift, I can go home for my vacation!"

After speaking, Qin Wan’Er pushed the dining cart out.

She drew back the curtain, walked gracefully to Su Yunzhou’s side, and smiled as she set down the fruit platter.

"Thank you!"

Su Yunzhou returned the smile.

Qin Wan’Er gave a slight nod. Instead of leaving immediately, she mentioned the incident with the chubby lady from last time.

She said that after being rescued, the chubby lady was extremely grateful for their help and even specifically sent a silk pennant and a monetary reward to express her thanks.

The money was naturally returned, but Qin Wan’Er had also received praise from the flight crew’s management.

The chubby lady had also asked about the male passenger’s identity a few times, wanting to thank him in person.

Su Yunzhou smiled and replied that he hadn’t helped much, and that it was her calm direction that had prevented the situation from worsening.

This modest attitude gave Qin Wan’Er an even better impression of him.

Moreover, Mr. Su looked quite young and dressed impeccably. Being so humble on top of that, he was clearly a scion of a prominent family.

Because she was still on duty, Qin Wan’Er didn’t linger and went to serve the other two passengers.

There were only three passengers in first class today. Aside from Su Yunzhou, there was a pot-bellied, balding corporate elite and a fashionably dressed young man.

After delivering their meals, Qin Wan’Er returned to the galley. She secured the cart in place, a joyful smile lingering on her face.

Lingling, who had returned earlier, asked curiously, "Wan’Er, do you know that handsome guy?"

Qin Wan’Er frowned imperceptibly. "We’ve met once before."

Lingling paused, then said deliberately, "I noticed that handsome guy is wearing designer brands from head to toe. You really ought to..."

These words displeased Qin Wan’Er. She knew exactly what Lingling had left unsaid.

She made an excuse about being busy and ignored Lingling for the rest of the time.

However, her demeanor only made Lingling despise her more. Lingling scoffed inwardly, "TCH!

"What is she pretending for?"

About fifteen minutes later.

Qin Wan’Er adjusted her makeup and hair, flashing a perfect smile at the mirror.

Then, presenting her absolute best self, she headed toward the first-class cabin again. Seeing that Su Yunzhou wasn’t asleep but reading a book, she felt delighted and asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Su, would you like some more juice?"

"Yes, please."

After refilling the juice, Qin Wan’Er chatted with Su Yunzhou for a few more moments. The two had a pleasant conversation, but it drew the dissatisfaction of the person nearby.

The balding elite coughed heavily. His champagne should have been topped off ages ago.

Qin Wan’Er offered Su Yunzhou a faint smile, then immediately pushed the dining cart to serve the other two passengers.

However, her enthusiasm visibly diminished.

The fashionable young man was immersed in his world of music, so he didn’t mind.

The balding elite, however, was quite displeased. As a financial executive, he was always the biggest shot in the room wherever he went.

Given his sheer physical weight, he usually commanded a lot of attention anyway. Yet now, despite spending the exact same amount of money, the other guy was receiving enthusiastic service, while he only got a standard, polite smile.

HMPH!

He turned his gaze toward the young man.

Aside from being decent-looking and younger than him, there was nothing special about the guy.

In today’s society, people competed over wealth. What was the use of good looks?

Being good-looking just meant having a few more bargaining chips for transactions.

As an investor, the balding elite was an excellent judge of character. The young man was indeed wearing expensive clothes from head to toe.

However, the watch on his wrist was lacking.

The poor played with cars; the rich played with watches.

A watch was the true symbol of a man’s status.

Otherwise, why would so many businessmen be so passionate about buying a fine timepiece?

If it were merely for checking the time, a phone would suffice.

Without a doubt, the other party only had a bit of pocket change.

With this thought in mind, the balding elite looked at the solid gold Rolex Submariner on his chubby wrist.

This was what true class looked like.

Since he had nothing better to do anyway, he decided to find some amusement and see if he could make a new friend.

After all, investing was all about making friends—not just rich friends, but moderately wealthy friends, or even useful friends. Taking all comers was the mark of a true winner.

The balding elite pressed the call button.

Another flight attendant walked over. Her figure was even hotter than the previous one’s, though she had a noticeably more worldly, flirtatious vibe about her.

"Hello! How may I help you?" Lingling looked at the balding elite before her, displaying a respectful attitude.

"I’d like a glass of champagne!"

"Right away, sir!"

The balding elite smiled and began his usual routine. His words were relatively tactful, but his underlying meaning was extremely blunt and bold.

In the end, with the "sincerity" of buying her two designer bags, he successfully arranged a rather nice dinner date with the flight attendant.

After doing all this, he cast a glance at the young man.

It just so happened that the young man was also looking at him. The balding elite flashed a smug smile, as if to say, "Picking up girls is just that easy."

Su Yunzhou paid him no mind, merely sighing to himself that some flight attendants really were so... materialistic.

The journey continued.

Perhaps due to the bonus of two designer bags, the balding elite enjoyed highly satisfactory service, and even boldly patted Lingling’s plump bottom.

She merely gave him a coy glare before deliberately swaying her hips as she walked away.

Time passed quickly.

The cabin announcement broadcasted that there were thirty minutes left until they arrived at Shanghai International Airport.

At this moment, the system’s notification chimed in Su Yunzhou’s ears.

[Check-in location has been updated.]

[Please proceed to the Shanghai Peace Hotel to check in.]

[Booking room... 88,888 yuan has been deducted...]

"What the hell?" Su Yunzhou thought, his expression shifting. Why was there a baffling deduction for a room booking?

Tong’s notification immediately followed.

[Traveling is about enjoying the world. I have already helped the host book the Shanghai Peace Hotel’s transfer service and an evening suite.]

Tong fell silent.

Su Yunzhou could only accept it. After all, the money had essentially fallen from the sky; his heartache only lasted for a single second.

A moment later, Qin Wan’Er appeared again to remind Mr. Su to gather his belongings.

Then, mustering her courage with a shy expression, she asked, "Mr. Su, thank you so much again for what happened last time. So I... I was wondering if I could treat you to a meal?"

Su Yunzhou thought for a moment, secretly finding it troublesome. "If it weren’t for Task Two, being invited out by a beautiful woman would naturally be a good thing," he thought.

But now, he worried that if they spent too much time together, she would bring up more favors, which would be a hassle.

However, at this moment, he could only nod and agree.

Seeing his agreement, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on Qin Wan’Er’s face. Her genuine happiness made the balding elite sitting nearby rather annoyed.

He thought angrily, "This... I had to spend the equivalent of two designer bags just to score a dinner date with a beauty.

"Yet that young man was actively invited out by a flight attendant. The kicker is... the guy clearly hesitated!

"HMPH!

"What terrible taste!"