My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 89: The Ten Million Yuan Feast

Su Xuan, who was about to take the next step, suddenly woke up, realizing that he had done so without asking Lin Mengru’s consent.

One more step and he would be committing a crime.

"Cough cough...

"Su Xuan, Ru, are you two alright? I’ve finished cooking, hurry up and come to eat." Lin Mengxue carried out the meal she had prepared.

Lin Mengru regained a bit of her energy, her eyes regained their sparkle, and she immediately got up and straightened her clothes, pretending as if nothing had happened: "I’m fine, let’s hurry up and eat."

The three of them quietly gathered around the dining table, the atmosphere extremely awkward, each harboring their own thoughts and yet not wanting to let one another know.

After a full half hour, Lin Mengxue felt something was off with her sister today.

Usually, she would either hit or yell at Su Xuan, and at mealtime, they would fight over food, but why was she now blushing, bowing her head, and seemingly not daring to look at Su Xuan?

"Ru, are you okay, did Su Xuan just scold you?" Lin Mengxue finally spoke.

Lin Mengru’s face turned red; she glared at Su Xuan and stubbornly said: "What right does he have to scold me? He’s just a bad guy."

Su Xuan kept eating without saying a word; he also felt that his actions had been somewhat over the line.

What surprised him the most was that Lin Mengru hadn’t yelled or screamed and seemed not to dislike him that much.

If Ru didn’t have a problem with it, then in the future, couldn’t I enjoy the company of these two sisters alone? One, a vibrant young beauty; the other, a seductive and mature woman – this is truly a blessing few can claim!

Su Xuan’s eyes roamed over the Lin sisters, his mind filled with images unfit for children.

"Hey, Su Xuan, I’m asking you if you’re full yet." Lin Mengru’s words snapped Su Xuan out of his fantasies.

Su Xuan quickly swallowed the rice in his mouth and said, "I’m done, Ru, do you need something from me?"

"It’s nothing!" Lin Mengru stood up, trying to keep a poker face, and grabbed Su Xuan to push him out: "Since you’re full, just go to your room and sleep. What are you a big man doing sticking around two beauties every day?"

Su Xuan hadn’t fully recovered when he heard a "bang" – he was pushed outside the door, and Lin Mengxue’s front door was locked.

"Women really are strange. Ru doesn’t seem angry, so why did she kick me out?" Su Xuan stood bewildered at the door for a full three minutes before he slowly came to a realization, then went back to his room with a depressed expression to sleep.

Understanding a woman’s heart is like finding a needle at the bottom of the ocean; the heart of a young girl is even more like the sand at the bottom – sometimes not even they know what they’re thinking.

And Lin Mengru was just like that. Emotionally, she didn’t dislike Su Xuan, she might even miss him after not seeing him for a few days, yet she just liked to bicker and compete with him.

After everything that had just happened, she was a bit afraid to face Su Xuan.

As for the simple-minded Su Xuan, of course he wouldn’t dwell on these issues.

The next day, Su Xuan arrived early at the Bright Moon Building where he happened to see Chen Wanqing, clad in professional attire and exuding an air of nobility, commanding some security guards in an organized manner as they hung a sign.

"Honey, what are you doing?" Su Xuan asked curiously as he approached.

Chen Wanqing gave Su Xuan a look and decided to ignore the term of endearment, "Honey": "Aren’t I just trying to drum up business for Ming Yue? Earning ten million yuan a month isn’t that easy."

Remembering that, Su Xuan asked, "So, what’s your plan?"

When it came to business, Chen Wanqing’s spirits lifted, and her pretty face looked even more radiant and captivating: "I’ve thought about this for a while. You just became the Food God, right? I’m planning to launch a Food God set meal, selling it at ten thousand yuan per dish. That way, if you make just over thirty dishes a day, we can earn ten million yuan a month."

Su Xuan shook his head like a rattle-drum: "No, no, that’s absolutely not going to work."

"Right!" Zhao Xiaoyi chimed in from the side: "I said it wouldn’t work. Who’d be foolish enough to spend ten thousand yuan to eat a dish made by Su Xuan?"

"I do know the price is really expensive, but with my connections and Su Xuan’s culinary skills, this should be achievable," Chen Wanqing confidently said, already planning to help Su Xuan reach this sales figure with her financial support.

"What I’m saying is the price of ten thousand yuan is too low," Su Xuan seriously said, "If my dishes are only worth this much, then wouldn’t any Tom, Dick, or Harry be able to eat my cooking?"

"Pffft!"

Laughter and choked sounds came from all around; all the security guards, including Chen Wanqing, stared at Su Xuan as if he were some kind of monster.

Zhao Xiaoyi even stretched out her soft, fair hand to touch Su Xuan’s forehead, "Huh, Su Xuan, you don’t have a fever, do you? A dish for ten thousand yuan, and you still think it’s too little?"

"What I hate most is cooking, you want me to make a dish for someone else for just ten thousand yuan, that’s just not worth it," Su Xuan shook his head repeatedly.

Chen Wanqing suppressed the black lines on her forehead and her anger, "Su Xuan, do you have any other way to earn ten million within a month?"

"Of course, I do, and it won’t even take a month, at most half a month," Su Xuan’s mouth curved up slightly.

"Then in that case, do I not need to hang up this sign?" Chen Wanqing pointed to a sign taller than a person next to her.

"It still needs to be hung, but the words on it need to be changed. Help me find a big brush," Su Xuan said.

Bright Moon Building was a five-star hotel, while cooking it also had to satisfy many other requirements of the guests, and soon enough, a brush as thick as a baby’s arm was handed to Su Xuan.

"What exactly do you plan to write on it?" Chen Wanqing’s curiosity was thoroughly piqued.

Su Xuan smiled slightly, swirled the brush in the ink until it was completely soaked, and bellowed, "Watch closely."

Swish, swish, swish! A few strokes of the big brush on the tall sign, and a few characters that looked like Ghost Talisman appeared.

Zhao Xiaoyi looked at the twisted characters and tried hard to recognize them, "Sample tasting of Su Mei Fish, price ten million yuan, limited to half a month, no waiting after the deadline - Su Xuan."

"Su Xuan, what nonsensical thing are you doing? Su Mei Fish might be expensive, but they’re only worth hundreds of yuan each, who would be foolish enough to spend ten million on such a fish?" Chen Wanqing was almost on the verge of exploding.

Su Xuan spoke solemnly, "Others’ Su Mei Fish might just cost a thousand, but those made by Su Xuan are worth ten million. Don’t worry, someone will surely come to eat it within half a month."

"Mad, absolutely mad, whoever is willing to spend ten million on this fish has definitely got to be a madman." Chen Wanqing spun around frantically on the spot.

"Sister Chen, we should really take down this sign, if others see it they’ll probably think all the people in Bright Moon Building are mad," Zhao Xiaoyi was equally speechless.

Before Chen Wanqing could give the order, several security guards started to move the sign away.

Su Xuan glared, coldly said, "Put that sign back where it was, anyone who stops me from earning this ten million must pay me back."

Clang! The security guards carrying the sign, their legs trembling, got so frightened they dropped the sign to the ground.

In Bright Moon Building, besides Chen Wanqing and Zhao Xiaoyi, no one else dared to provoke Su Xuan.

Su Xuan walked over, directly placed the sign in the most conspicuous spot, his face full of satisfaction, "This is the right place, it won’t be long before everyone knows."

"Sister Chen, we can’t just let Su Xuan mess around like this," Zhao Xiaoyi said with a troubled expression.

Chen Wanqing also thought Su Xuan had gone crazy, and to not make him lose face in front of everyone, she reluctantly spoke, "Well, it’s only half a month, let him hang it there."

On the first day the sign was hung up, although everyone had their doubts, they still harbored a sliver of hope, since Su Xuan had performed countless miracles for them.

That morning, passersby who saw the sign couldn’t help but talk loudly about it, thinking it was a promotional strategy conceived by Bright Moon Building, curious, they entered Bright Moon Building.

In an instant, Bright Moon Building was packed, with numerous walk-in and reservation guests making all staff beam with joy.

Chen Wanqing was delighted to receive this news, thinking it was a marketing tactic by Su Xuan to attract customers for Bright Moon Building.

In the office.

Chen Wanqing looked at a relaxed Su Xuan and praised him, "Su Xuan, I did not expect you to have such business acumen, to think of using this method for marketing."

"This isn’t marketing at all, I’m telling the truth," Su Xuan said earnestly. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Knock, knock! There was a knock at the door, before Chen Wanqing could say to open it, Zhao Xiaoyi rushed in, breathless and with a flushed face from excitement, "Sister Chen, those guests outside are specifically asking for Su Xuan to cook for them, you better let him help out in the kitchen quickly."

Su Xuan’s eyes lit up, "Do they all agree to pay ten million yuan for a meal?"

Zhao Xiaoyi rolled her eyes, said helplessly, "Stop dreaming, they want to eat other dishes and have specifically asked for you to cook for them, you better hurry to the kitchen and help."

Su Xuan’s face fell, and he slumped into the boss’s chair, exhaling two words, "Won’t do it, without ten million, don’t even dream of eating the dishes I make."

"How can this be okay? In Bright Moon Building, the customer is God, if you don’t cook, and those customers hear about it, they might cause a scene," Zhao Xiaoyi’s eyes were full of worry and urgency.