radiothebook Chapter 826 You've Become a God
Chapter 826 You've Become a God
"Mr. Cha, did you mean signing for two hours?" Number 23 asked after a long pause.
Cha Lan frowned: "I can't speak clearly? 2500!"
"Five?" Number 23 asked again!
She wasn't unaware of Cha Lan's words. In fact, she heard them clearly, which is why she was a little angry—Cha Lan always joked with her. That's why she first asked if it was two, and then if it was five; she wanted Cha Lan to take back his joke!
"2500, hurry up, don't wait for me to change the opportunity!"
Number 23 was so angry he almost stormed out. 2500 hours, 100 million! Who the hell is crazy enough to pay 100 million for a foot massage? Even if it were Elon Musk, let alone an old security guard, he wouldn't do that!
She'd have to be crazy to believe that!
"What, you don't want it?" Cha Lan looked at Number 23, who was standing there sulking. He could roughly understand her feelings. Originally, it was going to go to Number 66, but that woman was too short-sighted and gave the opportunity to Number 23. Did Number 23 want to let go of the duck she had already got?
If it weren't for the 2000 yuan wedding favor I gave them before the inspection, I probably would have turned around and left on the 23rd. This is ridiculous!
With a few quick signatures, I wrote 2500 hours on the form and handed it to the inspector. But in my mind, I was thinking, "I'll have to explain to the front desk later that this is just some random drawing by the customer, and they'll just buy one hour!"
After checking the signed number, he said, "Alright, you can go now. I'll call you again if you need to come back later!"
After leaving the private room, number 23 handed the bill to the front desk. The staff member glanced at it briefly and immediately laughed: "Number 23, you're a funny customer. Why did you write 2500 on it?"
He sighed, "He said he'd add 2500 hours to my schedule!"
Hahaha--
The customer service representative was practically laughing his head off. After a long pause, he said, "If that's true, you're amazing! The title of 'King of Extra Time' in our company would definitely belong to you!"
"I'd like to think about it, but what kind of deal is that? 2500 hours, 100 million for a foot massage?" Number 23 shook his head and left, not taking it too seriously!
Chen Xiao lay alone in the private room for a while, feeling a bit bored. Thinking about Diao Chan's "unprovoked" outburst of temper, he felt even more annoyed! Just as he was feeling frustrated, a message popped up on his phone: "Mr. Chen, I've got it sorted out on my end!"
Huh? "Old Cha, you're fast? Come over here—"
Not long after, Cha Lan entered Chen Xiao's private room and found that Diao Chan was not there. He didn't dare to ask any questions. Chen Xiao asked him how he had spent a million yuan and was astonished to learn that he had added 2500 hours to someone's schedule. After a long while, he gave Cha Lan a thumbs up: "Simple, straightforward, and awesome!"
Chen Xiao got off the sofa bed. "Let's go!"
The two went to the lobby on the first floor. Cha Lan took Chen Xiao's card and went to pay the bill together. Chen Xiao sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited for him.
"Sir, your total bill is 399 yuan."
"What?!" Cha Lan's eyes widened. What's going on? Why is it 399?
His expression startled the cashier, who quickly explained, "Sir, you've opted for the Royal Foot Massage Package, priced at 399, with free bathing!"
She thought the price was too high and complained to herself, "Which technician is this? Why doesn't she inform the customer about the service price?"
"You've miscalculated. What about my two hands?" Cha Lan realized, thinking she had only counted Chen Xiao's hand.
The cashier breathed a sigh of relief, realizing the customer hadn't meant the bill was too high. She explained, "Technician number 8 has already paid for this wristband!"
Huh? Cha Lan turned around and looked at Chen Xiao. What's going on?
He was somewhat impressed with President Chen; President Chen was the one who paid for his services! However, he wasn't too shocked; there were countless people outside who wanted to pay President Chen for his services.
"This one has already been paid for, and mine is wrong too. Mine is for 2500 hours—"
The cashier stared at Cha Lan with a blank expression, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Look at the receipt you signed back then," Cha Lan knew how outrageous her actions were. Cashiers often received hundreds of thousands of yuan in prepaid card payments. But a one-time purchase of 100 million yuan to add 2500 extra hours for a technician? She was certain that such a thing had never happened in Chinese history.
Upon hearing the request to check the receipt, the cashier forced a smile and said, "Honorable guest, you're joking," while going to check the receipt.
When she flipped to the list, her eyes were glued to it. Who was this crazy person who signed 2500 orders? This is ridiculous!
"Did you find it?"
Cha Lan was getting impatient. It was just a million yuan, why was it so complicated? Making President Chen wait like this wouldn't do.
The cashier, who was lost in thought, was pulled back to reality by Cha Lan, who gave her a sweet smile: "Hello, esteemed guest. I'll report this to my supervisor later. This technician, number 23, is really outrageous. How could she sign up for 2500 extra hours? There's no joke like that!"
"What are you talking about? Do you think I'm the kind of person who jokes?" Cha Lan interrupted her, otherwise she would have apologized for ages.
The cashier's mouth dropped open, unsure how to respond to the inquiry. In her mind, surely they couldn't actually pay a million? Was she crazy, or was the customer crazy?
"Hurry up, round it up to 100 million. Put the rest into my account!"
"Really?"
Cha Lan glared at him: "Hurry up, is it worth me wasting my breath talking to you about a million-dollar deal?"
Several people around looked over, all wanting to see what this bragging guy looked like. What kind of environment is this now? You can't even get a million without talking your way out of it. Do you know how many people have worn out their hands trying to get a million?
The cashier gritted her teeth and said, "You want to play, huh? Fine, I'll give you what you want!"
"VIP, shall we top up your VIP card with 100 million, and then deduct the cost from it for your expenses?"
"Okay, okay, hurry up!" Cha Lan mainly wanted to avoid having to give change.
With a beep, the card was successfully swiped! Looking at the receipt coming out of the card machine, the cashier covered her mouth with her hand, her hands trembling—
"Really"
Isn't that obvious? Cha Lan picked up the receipt and signed it. Immediately, several young ladies promoting VIP cards surrounded him, their eyes practically drooling!
"Sir, may I add you as a WeChat friend?"
"Sir, would you like to add me as a friend?"
Each of them gazed at Cha Lan with tender affection, making Cha Lan feel utterly overwhelmed. There were too many temptations outside; wasn't this forcing him to betray Zhang Yan?
"No, I have something to do," Cha Lan finally refused. Even if he wanted to have an affair, he wouldn't be interested in these kinds of women.
"Boss, give me a chance. We could meet up for coffee!"
Coffee? You probably want milk tea, right?
"Yes, boss, we can arrange to go to a private cinema. There are quite a few action movies showing recently."
The person speaking followed Cha Lan while simultaneously flirting with him! "Alright, no need to follow anymore! Let's talk again next time—" He was afraid of bothering President Chen now that they were in front of him. He was overthinking it; they were only after Cha Lan's money. People like Chen Xiao, who looked like young lads, were probably too old to support themselves in their eyes, which was why they looked down on him.
Chen Xiao saw the scene from a distance. Wanting to avoid trouble, he didn't greet Cha Lan and got up to walk forward—
"Hey, look at this young man, so rude. What a waste of his chance to work for such a big boss!"
"Exactly, that's why people are poor!"
Meanwhile, in the technician's room, just as technician number 23 sat down, someone next to her asked, "I heard from number 66 that your customer just now was a security guard?"
Number 23 nodded: "Yes, that's right. But even though he's a security guard, he's very generous!"
"Oh? I gave you extra time?"
"add--"
"Sigh, it's the same as not adding anything!"
"What do you mean?" If it's added, it's added; if it's not added, it's not added. What does "equals" mean?
Just then, the manager rushed in from outside! This caused a moment of tension in the technicians' room.
"What's going on? Uncle Hat is here to inspect?"
"What's there to be afraid of during an inspection? We're not on the 4th or 5th floor! We're definitely not on the top floor!"
"Yes, yes—but why is the manager running so fast? Is there a fire?"
"Number 23, number 23!" the manager called out as he jogged over.
Number 23, who had just finished his shift, quickly stood up. "Manager, what's wrong?"
"Number 23, you've become a legend! You've become a legend in one battle! You are absolutely the number one foot massage technician on Earth!"
What the heck? The entire technician room turned to look. The last time the manager was this obsequious was when Diao Chan started working here. She praised Diao Chan as the most beautiful foot massage technician in basketball!
Number 23 was dumbfounded. "Manager, what have I done to deserve this?"
"No, no, no, you are the legend of our third floor! You are light, you are electricity, you are..."
"No, manager, can you speak properly? You're making me a little scared."
The manager calmed down a bit. "What are you afraid of?"
"You look exactly like someone who's been bitten by a rabid dog!"
"." Normally, the manager would have been furious and yelled. "What? You're saying I'm rabid? You're just saying I have rabies!" But today—
Forget it, Number 23's status is not what it used to be!
"Dear family members, everyone should learn from Number 23 from now on!"
"Learn from me?" Number 23 pointed to herself. Everyone else looked over too. Although Number 23 was among the top technicians in the technician room, she was definitely not the very top one. Why would she want to learn from her?
"Yes!" the manager clapped his hands and then said to everyone, "The company has been advocating and encouraging everyone to work overtime for customers recently."
I paused here, thinking of technician number 8, that troublemaker. She never extends her time, it's so frustrating! And I don't dare do anything to her? With number 8 around, the overall attractiveness of my technician room is elevated several levels.
"If we're going to extend the shift, number 23 is the best performer!" The manager temporarily abandoned the idea of adding number 8.
"Manager, you've got it wrong. The extra time for number 23 is only slightly above average—"
"Yes, number 66 has the most overtime hours, right? Every day they have several overtime hours."
Number 23 couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Manager, did you not get enough rest last night? Did you mistake me for someone else?"
The manager looked resentful. "Number 23, others don't understand, and neither do you?"
"What do I understand? My head is spinning right now," said No. 23 with a wry smile.
"You're dizzy? You're dizzy with happiness, aren't you? After all, someone just bought you 2500 hours!"
boom!
The manager's voice was soft, but in the technicians' room, it was like a thunderclap!
2500? The technicians in the room were dumbfounded. What kind of international joke was the manager making?
Number 23 was stunned. "2500? Could it be—!?" Her pupils suddenly widened. What a joke! Old Cha, a security guard, spent 100 million?
The manager laughed happily: "What do you mean, 'don't know'? You signed the contract for them, didn't you?"
Number 23 muttered, "I know, but I think he's joking—"
The manager sighed, "Everyone said so, even the receptionist thought he was joking. Who knew he'd be so straightforward? This customer's got some skills, he's really something else!"
On the 23rd, she regretted not adding Lao Cha on WeChat. She even wondered why she hadn't taken her clothes off for Lao Cha.
Inside a Voyah Dreamer minivan, Zhao Xiangjun and Xu Jia sat together chatting.
Xu Jia looked distressed. "Xiangjun, you have a Rolls-Royce Phantom armored car worth hundreds of millions, why don't you ride in it? You're riding in my beat-up little car. If Chen Xiao finds out, he might not say anything to you, but he'll definitely scold me!"
"Go ahead and curse me, it won't hurt you!"
Zhao Xiangjun took a blueberry from Xu Jia and put it in her mouth. "I'm really not used to going out with a whole convoy every day. You're the only one Chen Xiao trusts. He won't say anything if I ride in your car."
Xu Jia pouted angrily, "It's true that he won't say anything to you."
"We're almost at Junxiao Plaza's third store. It'll be quite crowded this afternoon. Please be careful—"
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Xiangjun said, annoyed by her nagging. She got out of the car and looked at the square. "This is my first time here!"
Xu Jia got off the car from the other side and came to her side. "When you used to work, you rarely went shopping, except for the [Yi Rui] store in Wansheng Plaza and your dormitory. How could you possibly come here?"
"Also, the Wansheng Plaza we just passed is currently the only Wansheng Plaza in Jiangzhou!"
Zhao Xiangjun nodded slightly and, escorted by Yan Yue and several plainclothes female guards, entered the Junxiao Plaza Store No. 3. Apart from Yan Yue's close protection, the other guards maintained a distance, a request made by Zhao Xiangjun. Otherwise, being protected by so many people made her feel not only unsafe but also intensely uncomfortable!
After taking leave from work, Diao Chan was in a bad mood. She took a taxi alone to Junxiao Plaza Store 3. Why did she come here? Because her clothing store went bankrupt because it was squeezed out of business by this store! Her business in Wansheng Plaza was getting worse and worse, and in order to find out why the customer traffic of Wansheng Group's projects was declining, she came to Junxiao Plaza Store 3 to find out.
Seeing the customer traffic and learning that Junxiao Plaza invests 2000 million yuan annually in marketing, she knew her small shop was doomed. She was wise and willing to accept the consequences of her gamble, so she immediately decided to go bankrupt and close the shop! (End of Chapter)