He finished speaking, then turned to the staff member, his voice harsh, "You’re fired! Go to the finance department to settle your salary, and leave today!"
The staff member, not having processed the situation yet, just stared, dumbfounded.
He looked at Chi Guiyi in disbelief, then turned to look at Mr. You.
Wasn’t it said that Mr. You is an absolute untouchable client, and that every request of his must be fulfilled as much as possible?!
Not only the staff member, even Miranda standing by was dumbstruck.
Though the staff member had spoken tactfully just now, she had discerned that Mr. You was undoubtedly a distinguished guest of the club.
And now the manager, for the sake of Sister Chi, didn’t care about the treatment of such a guest...
Miranda asked Chi Gui in disbelief, "Sister Chi, is your status in the Racing World really this high?"
Chi Gui didn’t elaborate much, "Sort of..."
Although she could have easily settled the matter herself, let the folks at the Death Club handle it was more fuss-free.
Miranda stared at Chi Gui, at a loss for words.
Apart from admiration, all she felt was admiration.
The manager whispered several apologies to Chi Gui before cautiously approaching Mr. You, speaking gently, "Mr. You, I’m sorry, but that seat really can’t be given up... How about I arrange another seat for you with just as good a view?"
Mr. You, having seen the manager bow and apologize to Chi Gui earlier, had furrowed his brows. Hearing now that the manager wanted him to give up his seat for someone else, he couldn’t help but ask, "Who is this person? Do they hold a higher position in the club than my uncle?"
Only Manager Tang knew that Fu Si was the behind-the-scenes BOSS of the Death Club. For original chapters go to novel⸺fire.net
The manager, following Manager Tang’s orders without knowledge of the reasons, could only vaguely reply, "I can’t say much, please forgive me. Shall I take you to another row of seats?"
Mr. You frowned and gave Chi Gui a deep look.
But those invited by the Death Club to watch the race weren’t ordinary people, not to mention the manager’s ambiguous attitude.
He wasn’t foolish, and without another word, followed the manager to another row of seats.
After they had left, Miranda suddenly exclaimed, "Sister Chi! I used to just admire you, but now I feel like kneeling before you. What should I do?"
Chi Gui responded, "Don’t. According to our Huaxia customs, if you kneel to me, I would have to give you lucky money. It’s too expensive."
Is money the point here?!
As they were speaking, a deep, pleasant voice suddenly came from the side: "What a coincidence, Professor Chi, you came to watch the race too?"
Chi Gui turned her head and saw Fu Si standing there, slightly bowing his head, smiling at her with his eyes that seemed to twinkle with starlight.
He was dressed in black casual attire, which accentuated his tall, slender figure, one hand lazily tucked in his pocket. The dark red tassel from the Buddhist beads on his wrist hung naturally, exuding an air of noble nonchalance with a hint of irreverence.
Chi Gui mysteriously felt her heartbeat quicken, she nodded, "Yes. Are you here to watch too?"
Fu Si chuckled softly, naturally sitting next to Chi Gui, "Yes, my friend said today’s race is especially exciting and insisted I come. It was an invitation I couldn’t refuse."
Behind Fu Si, Qin Cheng: ...
Chi Gui had no doubts, or perhaps she just couldn’t be bothered to question the truthfulness of his statement.
Just then, a staff member came over with some desserts.
Miranda immediately recognized them as the famous limited-daily-sale desserts from Country Y, and her eyes couldn’t help but widen.