Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

In private room 203, everyone was looking at the large plate of zheergen in the middle of the table in complete silence.

The expression on Cheng Jie's face kept changing, and no one dared to speak. Yuncheng was not rich in Houttuynia cordata, so many people were not used to eating it, especially Cheng Jie, who found it disgusting.

"Manager, what's going on? Where are the other dishes we ordered? Who are you going to serve this to?"

The manager recalled what Xie Xianqing had just told him, and smiled slightly, saying, "Our young master said that we would use this plate of zheergen to treat Young Master Cheng. I hope Young Master Cheng will not let our young master down and eat it all."

The words had already been said, and Cheng Jie could see that he was going to be punished. He threw his chopsticks on the table and said angrily: "Who the hell is your young master?"

Jiang Qie was holding a small dessert in his hand, and from time to time he would praise the dessert to Song Zhiyu. Xie Xianqing was standing at the door of the private room, listening to the noise inside, with an indescribable expression on his face.

"Will Cheng Jie cause any trouble? I'm waiting to go in and teach him a lesson."

Jiang Qie: “….”

Song Zhiyu said calmly: "Actually, you can just do it directly."

"No, that won't do. It would make me look so unkind."

The manager in the private room had a smile on his face, but he felt like crying in his heart. It was because his young master had arranged such a "good job" for him.

"Master Cheng, you don't need to know who my young master is. In addition to this plate of Houttuynia cordata, we have also thoughtfully prepared a Houttuynia cordata feast for you tonight. Our young master said that all of this is free tonight. Of course, everyone has to eat it all."

"boom!"

The chair was thrown back hard, and the people around him also stepped aside. With Cheng Jie's temper, he would never give up until something happened tonight.

Cheng Jie put one foot on a chair next to him and said with gritted teeth: "I see you guys really don't want to accept my toast, you don't know my temper, right? Fine, I'll smash this private room tonight and see what your boss can do to me!"

As he spoke, he pushed the chair he was standing on back hard and threw the ornaments on the shelf next to him to the ground. Maybe they were porcelain, and they broke into pieces when they hit the ground, but Cheng Jie seemed not to notice. He was so lost in thought that he didn't even remember anything about the Xie family, and he had only heard about it in the first place.

In room 203, the sound of smashing things continued to be heard, including the dishes on the table and the green plants by the window. Several people around wanted to stop him, but they all knew Cheng Jie well. At this time, let alone stopping him, it was even a question whether they could persuade him.

Soon, except for the table in the middle of the room, which was too heavy to move, everything else was lying on the floor. Cheng Jie was already out of breath, but he turned around and looked at the manager with a sneer on his face: "I smashed everything, what are you going to do to me now!"

The manager looked at the mess in front of him and instead of feeling embarrassed, he smiled with relief.

Everyone saw him suddenly take a step back, open the door of the private room, and say respectfully: "Master, you can come in."

Xie Xianqing raised his eyebrows. It was finally time to start. When he walked into the private room, he still glanced at the room with a smile on his face. It was very good, very messy, and all broken.

"Master Cheng? Are you dissatisfied with my Yixiangju or the dinner I prepared for you tonight?"

Xie Xianqing has always been known as a "smiling tiger". This expression coupled with the slightly rising tone of voice made the people present feel a chill down their spines.

Cheng Jie's face changed when he saw the person coming. He had seen Xie Xianqing before. He was present at the Gu family dinner, so he remembered Xie Xianqing. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - the Xie family was really behind Yixiangju, and he actually ruined the Xie family's business!

"Thank you...thank you..." Cheng Jie could no longer utter a complete sentence and stuttered, which made the people around him a little nervous. The owner of Yixiangju had never appeared before and no one had ever seen him, but everyone knew that it was definitely not a good thing for him to show up at this time.

"Ajie, what's wrong?" The man who was smashing things fiercely just now now stood there in a daze with an ugly expression on his face.

Xie Xianqing raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you? I don't deserve this thank you, after all, Master Cheng just wanted to destroy my Yixiang Residence."

"Thank you family..." Cheng Jie finally uttered only these three words, and these three words alone were enough to make everyone present deaf.

Xie Xianqing looked at the people in front of him, who didn't look that big, and thought of what Song Zhiyu had just analyzed, and felt even more disgusted. He would only feel afraid in front of absolute power, but when facing ordinary people, he would use tricks to suppress them.

"I heard that Master Cheng won a lot of money tonight?"

Xie Xianqing didn't mind the chairs on the ground. He picked one up and sat down directly, then asked.

"I wonder if this money is enough to compensate for the loss of Yixiangju tonight?"

The manager behind him understood what he meant. He read out while looking at the tablet, "There are a total of fifteen items damaged tonight, six red sandalwood chairs, two blue and white porcelains, two yellow sandalwood shelves, four custom-made high-end bowls and chopsticks, and one elm bonsai. Oh, and there's also the carpet outside the door that Master Cheng just stained. That was a custom-made carpet. Together with this, there are sixteen items in total, for a total of 86 million. Master Cheng, do you want to pay by card or in cash?"

The manager was not talking nonsense. These things were inherently extremely valuable, and some were even extremely difficult to buy. More than 80 million was the price a few years ago. But Xie Xianqing was a considerate person, so why make things so difficult for him?

Xie Xianqing took the tablet, looked at the records on it, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Master Cheng, how is it? I wonder if the prize money you won tonight is enough? If not, we at Yixiangju will allow you to go home and get the money and come back tomorrow, considering that you are an old customer and your father has always been famous in Yuncheng."

Jiang Qie, who was outside the door, listened to Xie Xianqing's words and smiled. Cheng Jie's father was indeed famous, but it was not a good thing. He kept a mistress and was caught by his wife. It was a joke for a long time, and Cheng's stock price plummeted and he almost didn't survive.

This was the first time Song Zhiyu saw the girl smile from the bottom of her heart tonight. With a curved eyelid, he whispered, "The best is yet to come."

Jiang Qie looked up at the man in surprise, as if the other party was a little strange after returning from the Hengshan track. And if she remembered correctly, this was the first time that Cheng Jie met the two of them. Why did she always feel that he was very hostile to Cheng Jie?