"You stingy person!"
"Stingy!"
The office lady immediately launched a fierce attack on Lin Yao, looking as if she wanted to drown him with her spittle.
"I have to be stingy," Lin Yao said, feigning a pitiful look. "You've all seen my girlfriend. If I don't save money, I won't even be able to afford the bride price. Do you really want me to stay single for the rest of my life?"
"Today it's my treat. Let's go to a coffee shop and order whatever we want, no restrictions."
Pei Yuan suddenly interrupted, silencing everyone. The office instantly became eerily quiet, like an empty morgue.
Lin Yao thought to himself, "Come on, even if you're going to treat me, don't make it so obvious. And order whatever you want, no limit. Isn't that just deliberately targeting me?"
"Well... on behalf of the office staff, thank you Pei Yuan. Today I'm ordering three black pepper steaks, one and a half to eat and one and a half to take away, so my dad can have a good taste too."
Xiang Honglian broke the silence first. Although she was still somewhat afraid of Pei Yuan, who always had a stern face, and Sun Miao, who was a smiling tiger, they were colleagues after all, and she had to give them face since they saw each other every day.
"Let's go to 'Manjulou'. We're getting tired of eating at coffee shops all the time. It would be better to switch to Chinese food."
Lin Yao agreed to Pei Yuan's invitation to dinner, but disagreed with the location, so he offered his own suggestion.
Ah~~
All the female office staff fell silent again, but Lin Yao could still hear them breathing.
"Manjulou" is a specialty restaurant that offers imperial banquets. The decor and service are very high-end, and of course, the prices are also very high. Just like a skit from many years ago, the "Imperial Jade Liquor" made from Erguotou liquor could sell for an astronomical price.
That's why all the office staff fell silent after hearing Lin Yao's suggestion. They even secretly criticized Lin Yao and laughed at him for deliberately exaggerating when he heard that someone else was treating them to a meal to make up for his fragile heart.
"No problem, as long as everyone gives us face."
Pei Yuan nodded in agreement, his expression completely natural.
"Oh yeah!" Xiang Honglian broke the silence first. "I want to pack it all up! I absolutely have to pack it all up! My dad has never eaten at a royal banquet before, hahaha."
"You're spineless!"
Lin Yao bluntly pointed out the flaw, "It's just a dish costing ten or twenty thousand, twenty or thirty thousand, thirty or forty thousand, or even a hundred thousand. You'll just end up pooping it anyway, is it really necessary to be this happy?"
"Tch! Xiaolinzi, you're disgusting!"
Even Zong Ping, the oldest and most composed person, couldn't help but scold Lin Yao this time, because her words sounded really awkward.
"That's right." Lin Yao remained unrepentant, glancing at Pei Yuan, who had a smile on his face. "I heard that Pei Yuan was promoted to lieutenant general a few days ago. Five million. Everyone, eat as much as you want. Take away what you can. It would be best to hire a car to take away the leftovers. Anyway, this kid is a millionaire now. We're going to play cards."
"Sure, take whatever you like, haha."
Pei Yuan laughed out loud, which instantly brought the atmosphere in the office to its peak.
While everyone was enthusiastically discussing what famous cuisines "Manjulou" might have, and even searching for relevant information online, Chen Zhili pulled Lin Yao to the elevator entrance.
"Boss, I'm thinking of resigning."
"Ah! That's great!" Lin Yao was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Have you found a new employer yet?"
"No, I just wanted to tell you first, I promised you." Chen Zhili wasn't stupid; he had already figured out that Lin Yao had connections. "Boss, are you jumping ship with us? Or are you going to fund our own business?"
"Working for others will never make you rich. Your hard-earned money will be exploited by capitalists. If you had ten million, I'd work for you!"
"Oh?" Lin Yao was even more interested. He thought to himself that he had only had this thought occasionally, but Chen Zhili had kept it in mind all along, which meant that he valued him as a friend.
Lin Yao had no doubt that Chen Zhili would succeed in the future. Whether it was from the perspective of Chen Zhili wanting to go solo as soon as possible, or from the perspective of pulling Lin Yao along to switch jobs, this brother had never forgotten Lin Yao.
"Alright, is ten million enough? I can get more funds." Lin Yao decided to cooperate. "By the way, I'll give you 50% of the shares, but until the assets reach 100 million, it's only equity. Once it reaches 100 million, 50% of the shares are yours."
“Ten million is enough. We are a small company with no reputation. If we have more funds, we don’t know where to invest.” Chen Zhili’s expression was serious, without any surprise or affectation. “I only want 30% of the shares, just like you said. The 30% shares will only be mine when the capital accumulates to one hundred million.”
"Little Riko, you trust me that much? You believed me just because I casually mentioned ten million?"
Lin Yao was a little puzzled and asked the question that had been bothering him.
“Of course, I’m not stupid.” Chen Zhili glanced at Lin Yao with annoyance. “Anyone can see that you have a background and connections. Pei Yuan and Sun Miao are another story. Their faces practically scream ‘I’m from a wealthy family,’ but they still have to put up with you and act very low-key. No matter how you behave, your status is definitely not low.”
“I don’t care who you are, as long as you give me the money, I’ll resign whenever the ten million arrives.”
After Chen Zhili finished speaking, he stared intently at Lin Yao, feeling a little nervous, but he didn't let it show.
"Here you go, this is ten million. The password is 838418. It's a nonsensical number, but easy to remember."
Lin Yao casually handed a bank card to Chen Zhili, as if to say, "This is the money from selling popsicles, take it."
Chen Zhili was completely shocked. No matter how he imagined it, he would never have thought that Lin Yao would carry a bank card with ten million yuan on him and hand it over to him without even signing an agreement or receipt.
"Take it! What are you waiting for? Didn't you say you needed start-up capital? Now that you have the money, you're acting like a woman again!"
Lin Yao shoved the bank card into Chen Zhili's hand and casually put his arm around his shoulder. "Come on, let's go back to the company and rip off Pei Yuan. We're going to eat like crazy today. We'll order whatever's expensive. I absolutely won't touch any cheap dishes with big portions. Even if they're not good, as long as they're expensive, we'll have a feast. At least we can say later that I spent tens of thousands on one meal."
Chen Zhili was pushed into the company by Lin Yao like a wooden doll. Only after Lin Yao finished saying his funny words did he suddenly remember and burst into laughter.
At noon, at Manjulou.
In the antique-style private room, the expensive mahogany dining table was in a mess. Apart from Pei Yuan and Sun Miao, all the staff in the office were reclining on what was said to be an authentic Qing Dynasty pear wood chair, all of them gently rubbing their bellies.
The meal cost 123,000, which really lived up to Lin Yao's expectations. Lin Yao and Chen Zhili ate the most, perfectly embodying the principle of never touching a dish that was too large or too expensive, leaving Pei Yuan and Sun Miao somewhat amused and exasperated.
It wasn't until almost time for work that everyone carried their bags and rushed to catch the bus back to the company.
The group was bound to be late, but the female office workers felt it was all worth it when they thought about the dishes worth over a thousand yuan in their bags.