Chapter 193 What did she do to provoke public outrage?

The luncheon was arranged at a Chinese restaurant near the park.

They booked the entire third floor, with about twenty tables set up in the main hall.

It was for the employees of Company, the media that arrived today, and the drivers and bodyguards of the guests to have their meals.

Ling Yue and her group were in a private dining room on the third floor.

There were four tables inside.

It wasn't easy to get here.

They almost got stuck halfway and couldn't get out.

He Xin's trip was private, and no fans were aware of it. However, because her fan base was so large, there were dozens of die-hard fans in a small business park waiting at the entrance, hoping to see their idol one more time. Fortunately, they left after getting autographs and photos, so it didn't cause a major traffic jam.

Everyone was a celebrity with a tight schedule, so they began leaving one after another before the luncheon had completely ended.

As soon as the people left, Song Xinyao's posture collapsed.

She had really pushed herself to maintain her image in front of her idol, keeping her head held high and her back straight the entire time, and the side effect was that her back was aching.

She pounded her back, the excitement of meeting her idol gone, replaced only by a longing to go home and rest. "Oh my god, I'm exhausted. Acting like a lady is pure torture! When are we going home?"

Ling Yue got into the car and switched to rest mode, closing her eyes. "Who said we were going back? Today's business isn't finished yet."

The corners of Song Xinyao's eyes and brows were filled with bitterness. "Your schedule is way too tight!"

Ling Yue was speechless.

This is what she calls a tight schedule?

There really wasn't a boss more idle than her, honestly.

"Go to the Dali Group mall," Ling Yue said, opening her eyes and speaking to Master Qin.

The car slowly started.

Song Xinyao, sitting in the car, couldn't get comfortable and kept shifting around.

Ling Yue couldn't stand it. "Lie down and don't move."

Song Xinyao scrunched up her face, looking aggrieved. "My back hurts."

No sooner had she spoken than she felt the seat tilting. She clearly felt it go from 'sitting' to 'semi-reclining', and her legs were lifted and suspended.

Suddenly, the seat stopped moving.

The next second, steel-like fists pounded against her back.

Surprisingly, it felt quite good!

"This seat can actually massage!" Song Xinyao realized, stunned.

Being around Ling Yue, she always inexplicably encountered many new things.

She adjusted her lying position, finding a comfortable angle.

Finally, no one was yapping in her ear.

Ling Yue could quietly close her eyes and rest.

Actually, she could have completely let the people from La Prairie deliver the products to her home, but Ling Yue wanted to go get a hair treatment, so she thought she'd just pick them up on the way.

Anyone who swims often knows.

The disinfectant in swimming pools damages the keratin structure of hair.

It just so happened that the care center got a new set of equipment, and since it was hard to move, Ling Yue had to come over herself.

Once the manor was built, she would definitely equip it with a full set of beauty, hair, and nail equipment. The current house was still too small; it couldn't accommodate many people.

With these thoughts in mind, they arrived at the mall shortly after.

The Chaumet counter.

On a weekday afternoon, the entire counter was very quiet.

Cora was bored, taking out the jewelry from the counter to wipe it. Ever since Miss Ling's multi-million level purchase, she had been made a permanent employee as an exception not long after.

But after becoming a permanent employee, Miss Ling had never come to the counter again.

Could it be that the service wasn't good enough, and the young lady didn't like it?

Until one day, she discovered she couldn't find Miss Ling's purchase records in the backend.

How was that possible? They had always been there before.

Either someone had deleted them by mistake, or she had been upgraded to a top-tier client and placed in a more private database that ordinary employees couldn't access.

She consulted the store manager and learned that accidental deletion was almost impossible, so that left only the latter.

She attended one jewelry exhibition and became a top-tier client.

Her big client; she probably would be in direct contact with the regional manager from now on and wouldn't be generating sales for her anymore.

Since then, she hadn't dared to send messages to 'harass' the big client.

Wuwuwu, what a pity~

"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!" Ling Yue sneezed three times in a row.

"Yo, someone is thinking of you. Could it be Shen Qingxue? I just posted a boast on WeChat Moments, she must know you took me to chase a star. I'm going to make her die of envy!"

After being massaged the whole way, the pain in Song Xinyao's back was relieved, and she was in the mood to joke around.

Ling Yue rubbed her nose. "You'd better be careful, or that baseball cap with the superstar He Xin's autograph might not be safe."

It was sunny today, so Song Xinyao had worn a hat to shade herself when she went out.

It just so happened that she used it to get He Xin's autograph.

Song Xinyao had been clutching it like it was the apple of her eye the whole way.

"You are not allowed to tell her!" A sense of crisis immediately welled up in her heart.

"Beg me," Ling Yue said with a cheeky smile.

"I beg you! I'm begging you in circles!"

Bowing down, it was just that easy.

Ling Yue held her head high in a haughty manner and didn't pay her any more attention.

They arrived at the La Prairie counter.

The sales associate had been waiting for a long time.

A total of four products were customized: serum, eye cream, day cream, and night cream.

Don't look at these four items; they cost 6.4 million.

If you want to buy more after using them, you have to spend extra money.

They were packed in a large leather gift box, heavy and substantial.

After leaving, Song Xinyao pointed to the box and asked, "What series is this from La Prairie? How come I haven't seen them selling it?"

"Custom series," Ling Yue answered casually.

"They do custom orders too?" Song Xinyao guessed it was another exclusive for the rich.

Many times, she felt that Ling Yue was a giant gold-swallowing beast—no, she should be a coin-spitting machine, spitting out money at every moment.

"Miss Ling! Miss Ling, is it really you?!" Cora, who was just wiping a necklace at the counter with a bored expression, suddenly saw a familiar figure flash by in front.

She once thought she was hallucinating; she really missed her big client so much it made her sick.

Although she mocked herself like this, Cora still held onto a glimmer of hope and looked up to observe the crowd from time to time, and she actually spotted Ling Yue.

Her legs, damn it, had stepped out unconsciously. By the time she realized it, she was already in front of the big client. Now she had to greet her.

Ling Yue's brain short-circuited for a moment; she only remembered who she was after glancing at Cora's name tag.

"C...C?"

Cora said, "Cora, my name is Cora."

"Cora, hello there." Ling Yue saw her excited expression and asked naturally, "What's the matter? Do you have new products to introduce to me?"

"Ah?" Cora's brain also short-circuited for a moment. She had already become a top-tier client, would she still care for the ordinary products at the counter?

But somehow, she inexplicably blurted out, "Would you like to come to the counter and take a look?"

"I still have time, take me to see," Ling Yue said.

Cora felt like someone walking in the desert in the middle of summer who suddenly had a cloud with built-in air conditioning floating over their head; she was so excited she didn't know which way was north. "The store just received a few new watches, full-diamond designs, you can take a look."

Ling Yue had a good memory.

The jewelry and watches Cora brought out were all products she hadn't bought before.

Since she was here, she would take them all.

It was only 7 million at most.

It was just like someone with a monthly salary of 100,000 going to the elementary school gate to buy spicy strips—a drop in the bucket.

Cora was so excited she was about to cry.

The big client she thought she wouldn't see again had miraculously appeared in front of her today, and with one invitation, she actually gave her face and came.

She would step in dog poop every time she went out from now on so she could have good luck every day!

As soon as the card was swiped, the people at Dali Group knew Ling Yue was spending money in the mall.

Major luxury brands received the news five seconds later.

Ten seconds later, a red alert sounded in the big group chats of the major luxury brands:

"@Everyone! Miss Ling is here. Everyone, perk up. Don't be reserved; all of you, take the initiative, do you understand!"

"Hurry up and clear out the VIP lounge! Prepare the tea and pastries Miss Ling likes!"

"We need to sell at least 5 million today. If we reach the target, I'll treat everyone to milk tea."

"Quick, quick, quick! Get moving! Don't let other brands get ahead!"

Outside the screen.

"Tch, treating us to milk tea for 5 million in sales? How stingy."

Someone crossed their arms and snorted, "In the end, the store manager gets the lion's share anyway. I'm not moving."

Someone rolled their eyes silently, "Something is better than nothing."

One young lady is nothing; the young ladies around the young lady are the real targets! Idiots!

"Who is this Miss Ling?" a new employee asked.

The veteran employee quickly tidied up their appearance while educating the newcomer, "Let me put it this way: for all the luxury brands you see—including clothes, shoes, bags, cosmetics, and skincare—she is a VIC, no, a VVVVIC-level super big client. Do you understand?"

"Wow!" the new employee looked surprised.

She seemed to understand, but she didn't have much concept of money.

In short, almost all luxury brands in the mall arranged for employees to take action.

When they arrived at the entrance of Chaumet.

"Where is she?"

A Chaumet SA near the door said, "Who?"

"Miss Ling!"

"She left."

"What? Didn't you say she just swiped her card?"

They came over at a sprinter's speed, and in total, it hadn't even been a minute!

And she's already gone?

"I spent 200 out of my own pocket to buy super expensive tea!"

"I'm worse. I spent 500 at the cake shop next door with an average price of 300+ to buy a low-sugar cake. The store manager definitely won't reimburse this!"

"My world has collapsed... I spent 336 on mineral water..."

"Are you toxic? You spent 336 on mineral water?"

"I heard Miss Ling only drinks this brand."

"Total sucker!"

"..."

While Cora was packing, she heard a lot of noise at the door and looked up.

Oh my god, is it a zombie siege?

Ling Yue left right after swiping her card; she was in a hurry to get her hair done.

As she walked.

She froze in place, tilting her head, very puzzled.

Song Xinyao was holding Ling Yue's arm; when the latter stopped, the former was forced to stop as well.

"What are you looking at?"

Ling Yue scratched her head, "Nothing, let's go."

And in a place Song Xinyao couldn't see, in the lower right corner of Ling Yue's vision.

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Ling Yue: ???

What did she do to incite such public anger?

So baffling.