My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 90: Because I Am Su Xuan

"As long as they can come up with ten million, I’ll make them a dish," Su Xuan seriously said.

Zhao Xiaoyi stood there, puffing with anger, and turned her pleading eyes to Chen Wanqing.

Chen Wanqing, who knew Su Xuan well, realized that he was a man of his word and helplessly shook her head, "Xiaoyi, go downstairs and explain to those customers."

Within five minutes of Zhao Xiaoyi’s difficult departure, the loud uproar in the Bright Moon Building’s lobby almost lifted the roof off.

Su Xuan, in his office, could hear several people’s roars.

"I think Bright Moon Building has gone mad with greed, a single dish for ten million and they won’t make any other dish."

"Bright Moon Building is becoming more and more ridiculous, coming up with such a low method of hype."

"Bring out that so-called Food God named Su Xuan, I want to see what he looks like, daring to ask for such a steep price."

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Chen Wanqing couldn’t sit still amid the noises and chaos downstairs and stood up, "Su Xuan, you should go down and give them an explanation."

"If they can’t even come up with ten million, they expect me to cook for them? They must be dreaming," Su Xuan said with a disgruntled face as he headed downstairs with Chen Wanqing.

"Everyone, don’t quarrel, Su Xuan has come down. He will give you all an explanation," Zhao Xiaoyi said with a small sigh of relief upon seeing Su Xuan descending.

Whoosh! In an instant, all eyes in the hall focused on Su Xuan. Without exception, they found nothing extraordinary about him and thought this young man was far too arrogant.

"Hey, I’m talking to you, the one named Su Xuan, I want to eat your Su Mei Fish now, hurry up and make one for me," a rotund man, barely five foot three with a weight definitely over 286 pounds, demanded in a condescending tone.

Su Xuan smiled faintly, seemingly unangered, "Sure, just bring out ten million in cash first. Once I see the money, I’ll start making it right away."

"Don’t give me that bullshit, I’m telling you, I’m a VIP of Bright Moon Building. I have the right to choose which chef cooks for me here. Today, I want you, the chef with the ten million price tag, to make me a different dish, otherwise, Bright Moon Building’s reputation is toast," the short, plump man said, confident he had Su Xuan cornered.

Chen Wanqing apparently knew this man and stepped forward with a smile, "Director Wang, why get so angry? Whatever you want to eat, I’ll ask Su Xuan..."

Chen Wanqing was interrupted by Su Xuan before she could finish, "I’m telling you, without ten million, nobody gets to taste my cooking. As for whether you’re a VIP, that’s of no consequence to me since my job isn’t as a chef, but as a security guard."

At these words, there was a stir among the crowd, and all eyes bore into Su Xuan with curiosity.

"Damn, this security guard must be insane. Not even the world’s top Cooking God would dare ask for ten million for a single dish."

"Bright Moon Building is really going downhill, having a chef come over to swindle money."

"Let’s just leave. Never mind ten million, even for one thousand yuan, I wouldn’t eat a dish made by a security guard."

...

After the commotion subsided, most people had lost interest in the spectacle. The lobby, which had been exceptionally boisterous moments before, was now two-thirds empty.

Regret was written all over Chen Wanqing’s face as she worried silently, admonishing herself for listening to Su Xuan in the first place; his behavior was just creating chaos.

The previously vocal Director Wang looked at Su Xuan with smugness, "You might as well just obediently cook a meal for me, otherwise, after today, Bright Moon Building’s reputation will be ruined."

"If you don’t have the money to eat, then get lost. The food I make is for people to eat, not for feeding pigs like you," snapped an impatient Su Xuan.

Fatty Wang’s chubby face quivered with rage; although he was aware that his physique resembled that of a pig, it was the first time he was called one to his face considering his status.

"Humph, you’re tough," Fatty Wang sneered with a hint of malice, turning to Chen Wanqing, "Xiaoqing, for your father’s sake, I won’t hold this against you. But forget about me ever setting foot in Bright Moon Building again."

Whoosh, right after two-thirds of the crowd had left, half of those remaining followed suit. Clearly, they weren’t there to dine but to enjoy the drama.

Gazing at the now nearly deserted lobby, Zhao Xiaoyi almost exploded, screaming at Su Xuan, "This is the great job you’ve done. Don’t you know that the customer is king? Do you realize how much this has cost Bright Moon Building?"

"The prices are clearly marked on the sign outside. These people don’t have the money; they’re just making trouble," Su Xuan argued.

Chen Wanqing, troubled and confused, waved her hand, "Xiaoyi, just go and take down the sign outside quickly."

"No way!" Su Xuan objected firmly, "What’s the rush? I said it, within half a month, someone will definitely come to have that meal."

Chen Wanqing suppressed the distrust in her heart and looked at Su Xuan, "Where on earth do you get your confidence from?"

"It’s because I am Su Xuan." Su Xuan said, full of self-admiration.

The crowd in the hall all looked as if they were about to faint. In their eyes, Su Xuan was either crazy or excessively narcissistic.

"Sister Chen, should we take down that signboard?" Zhao Xiaoyi asked tentatively.

Chen Wanqing had already been disappointed in Su Xuan, but she still wanted to give him a chance, waving her hand, "Just leave it hanging there for half a month. If there’s nobody coming to eat within half a month, Su Xuan, you’ll obediently go work in the kitchen as a chef for half a month."

Although Su Xuan was a bit narcissistic, Chen Wanqing still believed in his culinary skills; if he was willing to cook personally, the business of Bright Moon Building would definitely improve a lot.

"Don’t worry, it won’t take half a month. There will definitely be people coming to eat." Su Xuan repeated this sentence over and over.

The sign was hung up, and the passing crowd thought Bright Moon Building was organizing an event. However, once they read the words on the sign, their expressions turned as if they had just swallowed a fly.

All day long, the discussions in front of Bright Moon Building never ceased.

Everyone’s opinion was surprisingly unanimous: if Su Xuan wasn’t mad, then Bright Moon Building must be.

After the morning’s events, the business of Bright Moon Building suffered; they only made two-thirds of their usual revenue.

Chen Wanqing was inwardly anxious, but Su Xuan, on the other hand, seemed indifferent, looking as if he had everything under control.

As the saying goes, good news stays within the walls, but bad news travels far and wide.

The next day, the story of Bright Moon Building’s ten-million-yuan meal—prepared by a security guard—spread throughout the entire Qingshan City.

In just one day, the event became the laughing stock of Qingshan City, with nearly everyone visiting Bright Moon Building at every moment, eager to catch the spectacle.

After arriving, these people didn’t order food but instead inquired whether Su Xuan was around. When they confirmed they wouldn’t see him, they left, looking somewhat disappointed.

With such commotion, the business of Bright Moon Building took another hit, with total revenue even worse than the day before.

When Su Xuan arrived, he wanted to see the sign he had written but discovered that the once prominent sign was now entirely blocked by two security guards who were over 1.9 meters tall.

"What are you doing blocking my sign?" Su Xuan asked with dissatisfaction.

Seeing Su Xuan’s displeased expression, the security guards trembled, and one of them said, "This was arranged by Sister Zhao. She said we couldn’t take down the sign but had to keep more people from seeing it."

"Her again?" A hint of helplessness flashed across Su Xuan’s lips as he began to issue orders, "I’m telling you two, from now on, you must let every passerby see the words on this sign. If you dare block it again, I won’t hesitate to kick you both out."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The security guards did not dare to offend Su Xuan and quickly moved the sign in front of them as fast as they could.

Watching the passersby point and talk about the sign, Su Xuan smiled more broadly; only this way could he spread the news as fast as possible.

"With the current spread, I’m afraid it won’t take half a month. In at most one week, basically everyone in the catering industry will know about this," Su Xuan calculated silently, a vague smile on his face as he entered Chen Wanqing’s office.

"Su Xuan, do you even know what you’re doing?" Chen Wanqing’s face fell as she asked sharply upon his entrance.

Su Xuan was taken aback, "Of course, I’m trying to earn that ten million."

"What you’re doing isn’t earning money; it’s dreaming. Don’t you realize? Now everyone in Qingshan City thinks Bright Moon Building is mad. We’ve become the laughingstock of the city," Chen Wanqing was on the verge of a breakdown.

Su Xuan rolled his eyes, "Does a lion care about how the stray dogs around it bark? Once I sell this dish, they will naturally shut up."

"I really don’t know where you get your confidence from. Are you sure there will be a fool willing to spend ten million on a dish you make?" Chen Wanqing was quite speechless. freewёbnoνel.com

With a self-admiring chuckle, Su Xuan said, "Hehe! Others certainly can’t, but a dish made by me, Su Xuan, is worth that price. Don’t worry about it."

Chen Wanqing had lost all hope in Su Xuan, pondering how to quickly get through this half month, then with Su Xuan’s culinary skills and her behind-the-scenes manipulation, it shouldn’t be difficult to increase the books by ten million over the next half month.

As the days went by, the sign’s influence only made Bright Moon Building’s situation worse, turning the restaurant into a complete joke in the industry.

On the fifth day since the sign was hung up, there was a new development, but clearly, it wasn’t good news for either Su Xuan or Chen Wanqing.