The Rights of an Amber-tier Customer
"No." After thinking it over, Jingxing pushed all the business cards back. "Just refuse them all. There's no chance of us having any dealings anyway."
Kenneth Zaitian somewhat puzzled. In his mind, he might refuse everyone else, but he should at least meet with Jingxing from the Strategic Investment Department. After all, according to Kenneth's investigation, this person seemed to have a close relationship with a certain Ten Stonehearts.
"Could there be an error in my investigation?" Kenneth Zaitian wondered to himself.
Jingxing simply stood up and said, "I need you to pass on a message to Interastral Peace Entertainment."
"Please speak," Kenneth Zaitian.
"Now that I've joined the Traditional Projects Department as P47," Jingxing paused, "Although I have no interest in vying for power with Zaitian, I might offer some suggestions to Interastral Peace Entertainment in certain situations in the future, and I hope my opinions will be respected by them."
Kenneth took out a pen and notepad, copied the words down verbatim, read them aloud, and then bowed again. "Your will will surely be fulfilled."
"Thank you for your help." Jingxing nodded in satisfaction. "I don't have much to do here anymore. I'll rest for a bit and then leave Pier Point. As for where I'm going, I shouldn't need to report to the council, right?"
Kenneth lowered his head and smiled. "That's natural."
The "Chasing the Moon" departed Pier Point late at night.
The berth's guide lights dimmed one by one, leaving only the awe-inspiring silhouette of the Amber Lord visible through the porthole. After Jingxing set the destination to Thousand Stars City, the system displayed a flight time of five days and six standard hours.
After leaving Pier Point's port, Jingxing pulled out the encrypted terminal Fleming had given him, connected to the Interastral Peace Corporation's intranet, and opened his own salary account, which had been dormant for over seven hundred years.
Although Louis Fleming had previously indicated that the amount was substantial, Jingxing couldn't help but marvel at how generous Louis Fleming was when he scrolled down the page for a long time before finally seeing the end of the various assets in the account.
"Now that I have money, I can't let Ms. Herta keep nagging me." Jingxing muttered to himself as he contacted Asta and had his debts wiped clean.
"Mr. Jingxing... did you rob something?" Asta had thought that Jingxing would probably only pay back a hundred or two hundred million this time, but he actually paid it all back. Although she didn't think it was a lot of money, Asta still found it unbelievable when she thought about Jingxing a year ago.
"Thanks to Amber Lord, I made a small profit," Jingxing replied vaguely.
Asta that the Interastral Peace Corporation hadn't issued any financial risk warnings, Astaro simply stopped asking questions—after all, the money was considered safe according to the Interastral Peace Corporation's financial system, and even if problems arose, it would ultimately be the Interastral Peace Corporation's responsibility to explain the reasons.
Just after replying to Asta's message, Jingxing's Communicator lit up briefly.
[The matter is settled. Have a safe journey. -- Kenneth]
Thousand Stars City, a well-known resort in the galaxy, primarily serves the employees of Interastral Peace Corporation.
Looking down from space, the entire city resembles a piece of jewelry carefully placed on the celestial canopy: concentric circles of platforms, domes, and long corridors, with a man-made Star Rail hanging around its perimeter. Streams of light slowly circle the city along this trail, like someone counting money in circles.
The corridor was covered with huge holographic advertisements featuring singing, acting, and dream-making, all bearing the same signature: Interastral Peace Entertainment. As the company's synonym in the entertainment industry, it's undeniable that this level of publicity is the envy of its competitors.
The ease with which they passed through customs this time was unbelievable to Jingxing. As soon as "Chasing the Moon" was affixed to berth number three on the outer ring, the guide lights outside the porthole changed directly from blue to the highest priority amber color.
Before he could even submit his application, a series of privilege notifications flooded the main control screen:
[Dear customer, your status has been confirmed as Amber-tier.] [All services and entertainment facilities within Thousand Stars City are open to you at your own expense. Any additional purchases will be charged separately.] [You have priority access to all shows, venues, and tracks.] [A dedicated amusement park attendant has been assigned to you and will plan your daily itinerary.] [The city's security and medical teams have received your arrival notification and will respond with priority.] [A table has been reserved for you at the Inverted Restaurant; we look forward to your visit.]
Jingxing glanced at the last line, and as soon as he opened the door, he turned back to ask the customs officer who had run over to greet him, "So many preferential treatments?"
"After all, you're an Amber-tier customer; this is the treatment you deserve." Before the customs officer could answer, a young woman standing behind him blurted out.
She was dressed in a well-tailored light gold uniform with a name tag pinned to her chest. She handed over a handwritten itinerary with the edges pressed perfectly flat, and gave a standard, impeccable bow.
"Amusement park attendant, Tao Zhu," she said briskly, "These are the first two itineraries I've planned for you."
Jingxing took the paper. It was divided into three columns: the first column was the visiting hours for the performance venue and rehearsal hall; the second column was a long list of projects whose names he couldn't pronounce; the third column had only one line. "Inverted Restaurant, seating is available upon arrival."
"Are all these facilities free for me?" Jingxing pointed to the paper.
"Yes, as Amber-tier VIP, your expenses are fully covered by the company." Tao Zhu lowered his head. "Moreover, the more you patronize our establishments, the more it proves that you are satisfied with our service level, which is also related to the year-end performance of every service location in Thousand Stars City."
"But why is it called Amber-tier?" Jingxing Xing frowned. "I think only the Amber Lord deserves this grade."
"Indeed, but Amber Lord is so magnanimous that he allowed everyone in the company to name their highest-ranking guests in His name." Tao Zhu said earnestly, sounding like a Preservation believer as well.
"What if all the P47s came and ate and drank for free?"
"How many P47s are there in the entire world?" Tao Zhu blinked. "I've been with the company for ten years, and you're the first P47 I've ever served."
Jingxing chuckled, folded the paper, and put it in his shirt pocket. "No need to schedule anything else. I want to meet with the Robin; can you fit that into your schedule?"
Tao Zhu's smile faded slightly, and he answered decisively, "If it were any other guest, I would regretfully tell them that to meet Miss Robin, they would have to enter a lottery to be among the audience members of a program she participates in. But you are a distinguished Amber-tier client, so of course you can meet her—all you need is a name that's acceptable to Interastral Peace Entertainment."
Jingxing smiled and waved for her to step back, "Let me rest for a while."