If your stomach is not good, then don’t drink alcohol, forget about the dining culture
Si Meng woke up from a dream, feeling overwhelmed. She’s trending again. Can’t she give the opportunity to the younger generation? People are starting to think she’s going to live on the hot search.
She prepared breakfast, cooking millet porridge today. Lin Hanyue hastily got ready to go to work. The recent projects are a bit tricky, and Lin Hanyue has been saying she leaves early and comes back late these days. Sometimes, she’s so busy that she can’t even find time for three meals a day.
“Where are you going?”
“To work.”
“Sit down and have breakfast.”
“But I’ll be late.”
Si Meng felt annoyed, thinking to herself: If you’re going to be late, just be late. It’s not like they’ll deduct money from you, and anyway, you’re the boss. Wait until you get a stomachache, and then you’ll realize your mistake.
Lin Hanyue had no choice but to sit down obediently and have breakfast. After finishing a bowl of porridge, her stomach indeed felt warm, and she felt very comfortable overall.
Si Meng saw her off and shouted at her retreating figure, “Make sure to eat on time. Health is more important than money. You can never earn enough money.”
It’s unknown whether Lin Hanyue took it to heart. After all, life advice is like a breeze passing by, calmly and plain, often escaping people’s attention. On the other hand, compliments at social gatherings are so loud and memorable.
After finishing her busy tasks, Si Meng didn’t want to deal with all the miscellaneous matters. Instead, she decided to check the stocks she had bought earlier. She’s quite accurate when it comes to stocks; otherwise, her brother wouldn’t have insisted on her getting a master’s degree in finance.
Surprisingly, these stocks performed remarkably well, with prices skyrocketing tenfold from 2.4 to 12.4. It seemed they had surpassed their previous high, indicating it was time to sell.
The market is like that—ups and downs. That’s why Si Meng always approaches the market with awe. Playing the stock market isn’t a reckless gamble; it’s a sequence of interesting numbers waiting for you to unlock step by step.
Buying stocks isn’t blindly diving in either, just like solving equations in high school. Even if you don’t understand anything, you must stubbornly leave behind the solution.
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After completing everything, Si Meng could finally relax. She lazily lay on the sofa and started watching 《Detective Conan》. In fact, she had always had a dream: to earn enough money, stay at home, not work, do what she liked, practice calligraphy, take care of flowers, live a leisurely life, and be a “lazy fish” for the rest of her life.
However, reality doesn’t allow for it. So, she never avoids reality; she just works hard to steer reality in the direction she wants.
Lin Hanyue sent a message, saying Si Meng didn’t need to bring her lunch today because she had a business lunch.
Si Meng frowned. She remembered that business lunches in China usually involved drinking. She recalled those CEOs who always liked to discuss business over meals, and the more one drank, the more projects they secured.
No, Lin Hanyue couldn’t drink. Her stomach had just been treated, and she couldn’t afford to regress.
Si Meng was about to call a taxi to go see Lin Hanyue when she remembered that she was now a public figure. Taking a taxi wasn’t very convenient, so she contacted the butler, Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang arranged a driver to pick her up and take her to the lunch meeting.
Si Meng used her phone’s location tracking to find Lin Hanyue’s whereabouts. No wonder Lin Hanyue had discovered them the last time she and Lu Qi went to get a free meal; it turns out Lin Hanyue had planted a tracking chip on her phone. Therefore, the reverse logic applied as well. Since Lin Hanyue could locate her through tracking, she could do the same to find Lin Hanyue.
The car stopped at the entrance of Star River Hotel. It was the same hotel where she had played a prank on Bai Lu last time. She remembered the food at this place was super unappetizing.
Si Meng entered the hotel and pinpointed the location of Lin Hanyue’s private room. However, she couldn’t just barge in recklessly; it might jeopardize Lin Hanyue’s project. So, she decided to secretly assist Lin Hanyue.
Si Meng sneakily entered the staff changing room and put on a waiter’s uniform, but she was quickly spotted.
“Hey, what’s that sneaky person doing?” a female staff member asked.
“Uh, me? I’m the new girl,” Si Meng said nervously.
“The new girl? Why do you look so unfamiliar? You’re not a fake, are you?” The staff member squinted at her, and Si Meng swallowed nervously, thinking she had been exposed.
“She really is the new girl. Why are you talking nonsense? Have you been reading too many detective novels?” Another staff member chimed in.
“Oh, sorry about that. The new girl, I’ll go back to work now.” The female staff member then hurried outside.
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Si Meng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the girl who spoke up for her. She seemed familiar; she probably didn’t know her.
“You’re Meng Meng, right? You probably don’t remember me. I’m the one from last time when that Bai something broke the tea machine. Thanks to your help, I didn’t get scolded to death by the manager.” The girl looked at Si Meng with gratitude. Si Meng then recalled the incident, but at the time, she had just acted without much thought, and it unexpectedly resulted in a positive outcome.
“Oh, right, what are you doing here?” The girl chattered on, only belatedly realizing the key to the situation.
“Never mind that. Can you do me another favor?” Si Meng looked at her expectantly.
After a moment’s contemplation, the girl smiled and said, “As long as I can take a photo with you, I’m willing to go through fire and water.”
So, Si Meng was reluctantly in business, with a forced 【Professional Fake Smile】 JPG.
Having successfully blended in as a waitress, Si Meng carried a tray and arrived at Room 666. As soon as she entered, she saw Lin Hanyue being persuaded to drink by five or six people around her. One glass after another, and the bottle of white wine was nearly empty. Were these idiots out of their minds?
“Sorry, excuse me!” Si Meng stood tall, squeezing herself into the middle, forcefully separating Lin Hanyue from the group.
“Just drinking is not good for your health. How about trying our restaurant’s signature dish?” Si Meng suggested.
Hearing a familiar voice, Lin Hanyue raised her drunken eyes and stared blankly at Si Meng. Si Meng gave her a reassuring look and began to improvise.
“We’re here to drink, mind your own business, waitress.” A bespectacled man complained, but then he noticed everyone around him was picking at the food.
“Damn, did you change the chef? It wasn’t this good when I came last time.”
“Don’t grab, just one plate, I only managed to get a little bit.” Several people at the table were unexpectedly fighting over the appetizers. Usually, they treated alcohol as their main course, but this time, they even abandoned the wine bottles on the side.
“Any more? I want to buy all the dishes in your restaurant.” The leading man looked at Si Meng, wiped the grease off his mouth, reminding Si Meng of a pig eagerly eating.
“We do have more, but whether the chef is available is uncertain,” Si Meng teased.
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“What do you mean?” The man in charge asked, clearly the leader of the group. This man, known as Manager Liu, as long as Si Meng could handle him, the others wouldn’t dare to cause trouble for Lin Hanyue.
Immediately, another waiter brought a different dish, and the taste was entirely different.
Manager Liu erupted in anger. After experiencing such delicious food, how could he stomach these garbage dishes? He scolded, “Bring your chefs and managers here. How dare you deceive me, a bunch of useless idiots.”
Rows of managers and chefs lined up against the wall like a row of stunned geese. Each of them claimed they couldn’t reproduce such a delicious dish.
Manager Liu was furious. He had just started to feel something, and now it was gone again. It had been a long time since he had been intimate with his wife, and for some reason, eating that particular dish just now gave him a youthful feeling. Considering he was already well into his fifties, it was quite surprising.
Although he had wealth and power, he couldn’t satisfy his wife. It made him resentful.