Chapter 772

Chapter 772

Christina was a cash cow.

"A cash cow?” Christina would usually go back to her little old apartment to live with her aunt on

weekends. She deliberately changed her working schedule so she did not need to work at the milk

tea shop.

“Not long after you were born, we asked a Tarot master to predict your fate. The master said that

you will not be short of money in this life.”

On weekends, Betty and Christina ate free fruit and chatted in this small old apartment.

Since the milk tea shop hired Christina, its revenue had increased more than 10 times. The

proprietress was happy every day and often gave Christina some fruit, which was left after making

fruit juice on the day.

“Then why am I so poor?” Christina quickly finished 3 mangoes and sighed with a mouthful full of

juice.

“Look at how sloppy you are while eating.” Betty had always maintained the etiquette of a decent

family and handed her a clean handkerchief.

"Did the master say when I would be rich?”

Christina took a handkerchief and wiped her mouth carelessly. She had been tired of making a living

recently and was destitute. Even these illusory lies could comfort her heart and give her some hope.

Betty found it amusing to see her so bitter and hateful, “Although we are poor, we are not so

miserable. Many people in this world are needier than us.”

Christina didn't dare to tell her aunt that last time she was so hungry that she went to eatin a

restaurant for free.

“The master said that you will have a lot of people helping you in your life. You can always weather

through troubles safely...” Betty seemed to believe this and said it seriously.

“Besides, you will have a husband who loves you very much in the future.” At this point, Betty

looked relieved.

Christina didn't believe it.

Suddenly, Betty asked and her eyes were roaming over Christina, “Christina, do you have a

boyfriend?”

“No,” Christina replied bluntly

“Really?”

Betty frowned since she somehow didn't believe it and quickly added, “How can you not be pursued

by boys as you are so beautiful? Are you asking too much of them?”

Christina was still in her third year of studying in a senior high school, and Betty actually urged her

to have a boyfriend. Christina was very calm, “I haven't met anyone suitable for the time being.”

"We can't be too demanding. He can be from an ordinary background. The most important thing is

to have a good character and be able to stand your temper.”

“What's wrong with my temper?” Christina felt that she herself was easy to get along with.

Betty chuckled and said nothing.

In Betty's opinion, her niece was good at everything except that she was a little dull in sensing

others’ affection for her.

“The sensor lights in our apartment have been replaced with new ones. We don't have to worry

about running out of stairs in the middle of the night.” Betty continued to tell her some trivial things

about life.

“I heard that a rich man came to live in our apartment. He personally offered money to renovate the

public facilities around the apartment.”

“Now that the rich like to do charity so much. Some time ago, I heard that someone donated over

10 million dollars to our school as student funds, together with one building for experiments and

one indoor swimming

pool.”

At this point, Christina smiled happily because she knew that her scholarship for this school year

would definitely increase.

This month, with the salary and bonus from the milk tea shop and the money from the student

union, she felt it was almost enough for her to buy medicine for her aunt and smiled jubilantly.

Maybe the master was right. She wouldn't be short of money in the future.

Recently, Christina was really lucky and had received several phone calls, which included recruiting

models for car exhibitions, advertising agencies hiring cover models, and high-end western

restaurants wanting pianists.

The salaries offered were all very high, and Christina was very tempted.

“When did I send resumes to these companies?” She began to wonder if these were lies.

Especially in the case where the western restaurant was hiring pianists, the manager on the phone

said to her so politely as if he was flattering her. The manager said that working time was very

flexible, and she could even work once a week if she was available. The duration for one piano

performance was three hours, and the payment was as high as several ten thousand dollars.

Christina frowned as she thought this manager must be a liar.

For some reason, after Christina hung up on them, these companies called the landline telephone of

the milk tea

shop, where Christina worked.

They were still trying to persuade her to change her job.

“Christina, you want to change your job?" The proprietress of the milk tea shop vaguely heard the

contents of the phone call and immediately became a little nervous.

Christina shook her head, “No.”

Although it was hard and tiring for Christina to work here, the proprietress had already treated her

very well. Christina usually didn't talk much, but she sensed the kindness from the proprietress.

Christina grew up under the care of her grandfather, and she shared the character of a boy who

valued loyalty and gratitude.

“Boss, I have promised you before. I won't change my job suddenly.”

The proprietress was still worried that Christina, her money-spinner would run away and make a big

compromise.

“Christina, how about this? I don't restrict your working hours. After all, your studies are the most

important thing. You come to the shop to help me. If there are fewer people, you can go back to

school first. You don't have to stay up until midnight. Besides, I'll give you an additional ten

percentage point payback for every cup of tea milk you have sold, in addition to your basic salary.

How do you think of it?"

Christina paused and didn't expect the decision.

"Okay, that's it.”

The proprietress was afraid that Christina would object, so she quickly said, “No people are coming

to our shop now. You can go back to school first. Anyway, I live upstairs in this shop and it's

convenient to guard the shop. There are also a few more cups of juice here. Take them back and

share with your classmates.”

Christina had never been very good at bargaining and didn’t decline the offer.

Christina brought the juice back and shared it with her roommates in the dormitory. Cindy was even

touched with exaggeration, “How about I pay you 5 dollars?”

Christina was already so famous for being poor.

“No need.”

Cindy then told her a sad story, “Christina, let me tell you, those secret agencies cannot earn money

in our school now. Mr. Mark forbids students to attend classes pretending to be other students.”

She sucked hard the mango juice in her hand, feeling sad

“Things are good for your advanced classes. Courses for you are all compulsory every week. The

remaining 24 classes have to go through a round of competition to fight for quotas. Ah, I didn't get

included in classes this

week."

As Cindy spoke, she glanced at Christina with her resentful eyes.

Cindy had tried so hard to get listed for classes, but some students who were entitled to attend

classes wanted to skip classes. It was like a terrible crime!

“No matter how handsome he is, he could not earn money by his face.” Christina still didn't

understand why they were attracted.

"Of course. Let me tell you, girls in several classes have started to lose weight on their own initiative.

For those who didn’t have the motivation to lose weight, they now paste photos of Mark on their

bedside.”

Christina didn't want to hear such nonsense anymore and thought these girls were crazy

Tomorrow the school would organize activities to celebrate Women's Day. Christina deliberately

worked very late in the milk tea shop on the day and worked hard since she was paid, not to

mention she had a high commission

“What?”

Christina looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes in front of her and repeated in disbelief, “You

want 500 cups of milk tea?”

"Yes, all the staff in our company are working overtime.”

Christina quickly ran upstairs and informed her boss, “Do you really want 500 cups of milk tea?” The

proprietress felt a little sleepy.

"What flavor do you want?"

"Whatever. Anything is fine. See how you can make it easier and faster.” The man was surprisingly

easy to talk to.

Christina frowned and felt that he might be a liar.

The proprietress happily urged Christina to do it. The two of them worked for more than an hour

and finally finished packing. This strange male customer didn't even want a discount and just

swiped his card.

Christina was stunned.

Were there so many rich people in this world?

The man didn't even need them to deliver the goods to the door. Over a dozen of cartons were

filled with 500 cups of milk tea and he called for someone to carry them away.

The proprietress was excited all night, but Christina finally asked, “Proprietress, can you check if the

money has been paid?” She always suspected that the man was a liar,

“The money is in, and the guest also said that the people in their company like to drink our milk tea

the most. Christina, your performance tonight is very good.” The proprietress smiled so hard that

her eyes were so invisible

Christina picked up an extra cup of milk tea solemnly and didn't regard it as yummy drinking.

The new owner who just purchased W Hotel had just bought it. Patrick took a sip of taro-flavored

milk tea in his hand.

He didn't like milk tea and thought it tasted so sweet.

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