Shark fin was just chicken wings

Just as Zhao Minglu had a sudden realization, Huang Lu in the bar was trying her best to play the role of a sad and melancholic rich young lady.

Who says abstract art can't be melancholic?

Huang Lu doesn't believe in fate!

"Miss Huang, this dish of shark fin soup was specially prepared by a master chef; it's more expensive than gold. Please try it quickly, or it won't be fresh!"

Inside the private room, the bar manager and the waiters cautiously eyed the shark fin on Huang Lu's table, looking utterly distraught as if they had made a terrible mistake.

The Miss Huang in front of them was no ordinary person; she was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

It's said that Miss Huang could buy their entire bar with just a wave of her hand, even if it's just a bit of dead skin falling out of her fingernails.

"I don't want this plate of shark fin soup, you guys eat it."

Huang Lu said, sounding somewhat frustrated.

"Miss Huang, is this shark fin soup not cooked well?"

"No."

"Then this dish of shark fin isn't fresh; could it have spoiled?"

The manager felt dizzy and disoriented, as if the sky were about to fall.

"No, that's not it. Stop asking, why all this nonsense?"

Huang Lu said somewhat angrily.

Just as my brother said, abstract female characters aren't suited to playing sad roles!

A stunningly beautiful woman is feigning melancholy here. Shouldn't the first question be, "Why are you asking her why she's melancholy?" Why are you asking about shark fin in two consecutive sentences?

Haha, men, they really are all blind!

Seeing that Huang Lu remained silent and only continued to rage, the manager dared not say anything more. He picked up the shark fin and walked out, but as he turned his back, he secretly picked up the shark fin and tasted it.

The taste is alright!

Why isn't Miss Huang eating? Could it be that she can't enjoy this delicious treat?

Yes, yes, that should be it!

It's been widely rumored in the industry that although Huang Lu is the apple of the Huang family's eye, she had been wandering for over a decade. If she hadn't been lucky enough to be taken in, how could she have qualified to enjoy such a high-end place?

She's just a poor girl, so it's normal that she can't afford high-end delicacies like shark fin. It's a good deal for her.

The manager was secretly pleased and was about to close the door when a voice came from behind him.

"To be fair, chicken wings are actually the chicken's armpits, and the feathers on the chicken wings are like the chicken's armpits. So, wouldn't shark fins be considered the feathers of a fish's armpits?"

"Eating shark fin is like gnawing on a fish's armpit! That's disgusting!"

Bang!

The door to the private room closed from the outside, and the lobby manager stood stiffly outside, half a portion of shark fin stuffed in his mouth, unsure whether to eat it or spit it out.

Eating fish, does that mean eating the fish's armpits?

For some reason, as the lobby manager looked at the shark fin on the plate, he vaguely saw the face of a sleazy middle-aged man with a full beard.

Vomit!

The manager squatted down and vomited violently, licking his throat as if he wanted to rip his stomach out and clean it.

Unbelievable! How can Huang Lu be so incredibly talented?

Is this the power of Miss Huang family?

Waaaaah, I was wrong!

I shouldn't have spoken ill of Miss Huang behind her back. Is this my retribution?

"Whose employee is this? How can they be so rude? Don't they know this is a high-end place? How can they vomit like a stray dog here?"

Just then, a sharp and sarcastic voice rang out from behind.

The lobby manager turned around and his face turned deathly pale.

Suddenly, a stunningly beautiful woman walked into the VIP passage.

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed from head to toe like a colorful fighting rooster, covered in all sorts of shiny accessories that jingled and clanged as she walked, making her look like a small-time vendor.

"Miss Chen, I'm so sorry, I soiled your glasses. I'll clean them right away. Please spare my life!"

The manager screamed in terror, squatted down, and tried to stuff what he had just vomited back in!

The Miss Chen in front of me, though dressed like a small-time vendor, is not someone to be trifled with.

Relying on Zhao Minglu's favor, he spent no less than several million yuan at the bar in just a few months, becoming the most valuable diamond member.

He'd really lost his job if he'd messed with this little devil.

"Disgusting! Get him out of here! I don't want to see him again!"

The woman snorted and waved her hand, and two burly men stepped forward to drive them away.

"I won't leave. How will I support my family without this job? Please, Miss Chen, give me another chance!"

The manager screamed and tried to kowtow, but Miss Chen wouldn't care about his pleas.

The noise reached the private room, and when the door opened, Huang Lu came out with a frown.

What are you doing?

"Miss Huang, please save me!"

The lobby manager burst into tears the moment he saw Huang Lu, as if he had seen a savior.

Huang Lu took a step back, looking at the lobby manager with disdain.

You completely fail to grasp my meaning, yet you expect me to save you?

"Isn't this the shark fin I discarded? How did it end up on the floor? Were you secretly eating it?"

Huang Lu seemed to have discovered a new continent, finding a shark fin that had been gnawed on, and for a moment, a look of emotion appeared on her face.

Did this guy throw up too?

It seems I'm not that abstract after all; at least when it comes to shark fin, there are still people like me who can't enjoy this delicacy.

"Huang Lu, what are you doing here? I can't believe that you, a young lady of the Huang family, can't even bear to give away a serving of shark fin. How stingy!"

As Huang Lu was sighing, he saw a woman walking down the Corridor, looking at him with a mocking expression and a smug look on her face.

"Here's VIP card. Immediately swipe one hundred shark fin dishes and serve them to everyone who came today. Serve them all, and I'll let you off the hook today."

The flamboyant woman spoke smugly, waving the diamond-encrusted gold card in her hand with an air of arrogance.

The lobby manager was in tears, feeling as if the sky had fallen.

Miss Chen, while you are generous, could you please not be so generous?

Even if you treat us to steamed buns, it would be better than treating us to shark fin soup.

Shark fin, I really can't eat that much!

This isn't a dinner party; it's clearly an attempt to disgust everyone.

"What are you standing there for? Get out of here! Do you really want me to kick you out?"

Miss Chen looked at the lobby manager with dissatisfaction.

The service at this bar is getting worse and worse. I was so generous, and he didn't even know to kneel down and express his gratitude?

"Thank you, Miss Chen. On behalf of all our customers, thank you for your generosity."

The manager, with a bitter expression, took the VIP card and left.

He decided to keep what he had just heard to himself and never tell anyone.

There was no way around it; Miss Huang's words were too powerful. If word got out, it would not only ruin the bar's reputation but could also have an immeasurable impact on the shark fin industry.

Miss Huang truly lives up to her reputation as a lady from a distinguished family. I was so blind to her true worth; I'm getting my just desserts today!

"Huang Lu, are you very angry? Are you very dissatisfied?"

Seeing the lobby manager slink away, Miss Chen, like a victorious peacock, said triumphantly.

As she spoke, the accessories on her body jingled and jingled incessantly, making her look like a pheasant with its wings spread.