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    Chapter 269: The Old-School Tyrant CEO 13

    At that moment, the person in charge outside heard the commotion and immediately came jogging in.

    What happened? What happened?

    What on earth went wrong!

    These were not people they could afford to offend.

    What was wrong with Xiao Dai? She was usually quite sharp, wasn’t she?

    Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let her into this private room to serve the dishes today.

    Now look at this mess—how exactly did she offend President Shen?

    The manager didn’t even have time to assess the situation inside. He entered and immediately began bowing and apologizing incessantly. “I’m so sorry, President Shen. I’ll take her away right now for further training. This won’t happen again.”

    Shen Xiuyan waved his hand dismissively. “Switch her for someone more competent.”

    “I understand, I understand.” The manager wiped away cold sweat and barked, “What are you staring at? Apologize to President Shen this instant, and then get out!”

    The woman was startled and shrank back, her neck retracting. “I… I’m sorry, President Shen. I… I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your conversation.”

    If President Shen claimed that what she overheard was a trade secret, then being fired would be the least of her worries…

    Only now did the woman feel true fear. She realized that he treated different people with entirely different attitudes.

    Her previous thoughts were undoubtedly nothing more than a pipe dream, a flight of fancy.

    She felt truly ashamed of herself.

    Shen Xiuyan had no intention of acknowledging the woman, treating her as if she were nothing more than thin air.

    The manager gave her a sharp look. “Get out of here, now.”

    “Yes, yes.” The woman ran out in a panic.

    The manager apologized once more. “My deepest apologies, President Shen. Today’s meal is on the house, no matter what. Please consider it a token of our regret.”

    Shen Xiuyan didn’t speak, merely leaning back casually in his chair and sipping his tea.

    Seeing this, Su Mingyue waved her hand. “It’s fine. You may go.”

    “Thank you, Miss Su.”

    The manager hurriedly retreated.

    As he walked away, he couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. As expected of the beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Su; she was probably the only one who wasn’t afraid of President Shen.

    That man’s aura was simply too overwhelming.

    He was as cold as an autumn wind toward others.

    Yet, when facing Miss Su, he was as warm as the spring…

    Even the well-traveled manager couldn’t help but mutter a silent critique—what a double-standard dog.

    But then, the manager thought of Su Mingyue’s exquisite face…

    Well, true. One would have to have a heart of stone to be cold toward the owner of a face like that…

    Anyone who could do that would have to be a fool.

    He could only blame himself for not being born with such a beautiful face.

    The original host (the ultimate fool): Thank you very much!!!

    The other servers waiting at the door saw Xiao Dai run out in a frantic state.

    A moment later, the manager walked out, looking furious.

    He snapped, “Where’s Xiao Dai?”

    The others shrank back. “She just ran off.”

    “Hmph.” The manager gave a cold snort. “I think she’s tired of working here. When the rest of you go in to serve the food, stay sharp. Get in and get out quickly, keep your mouths shut, and don’t you dare harbor any inappropriate thoughts.”

    “Otherwise, Xiao Dai will be your cautionary tale!”

    In his current state, the manager looked nothing like the man who had just been acting like a groveling grandson1 in front of Shen Xiuyan.

    One young girl let out a giggle upon hearing this. “Manager, don’t you worry. We definitely won’t have any inappropriate thoughts. Do you think everyone is like Xiao Dai? she just let those other petty bosses’ flattery go to her head.”

    Seeing her speak up, the others began to chime in one after another.

    Why should they be scolded for the mistake Xiao Dai made?

    “Exactly. President Shen has been here so many times, and we’ve never made a single mistake.”

    “You can’t have thoughts you shouldn’t have. Otherwise, your heart will be higher than the heavens while your life is as thin as paper2.”

    “She should have looked in a mirror first. Has President Shen not seen enough beauties? With her slightly above-average looks, why would he ever spare her a glance? I don’t know what she was thinking.”

    “Right? Why would he ignore the ‘Wealthy Flower of the Human World’ sitting right there to like a waitress? Is President Shen insane?”

    “They wouldn’t even have anything to talk about…”

    Hearing their conversation, a hint of a smile finally appeared on the manager’s face. “Alright, alright, that’s enough. I know you’re all obedient. It looks like we can’t keep Xiao Dai around anymore, or she might end up causing some huge disaster for our restaurant.”

    Inside the private room.

    Su Mingyue questioned him with a beaming smile, “Why were you so fierce just now? Didn’t you see that little beauty was about to cry?”

    “Huh…? Beauty???” Shen Xiuyan looked puzzled, his expression suggesting she was talking nonsense with her eyes wide open. “I’m not blind yet…”

    “Oh? President Shen has such high standards. You don’t think she’s pretty?” Su Mingyue’s smile grew even wider.

    “…” Shen Xiuyan pressed a hand to his forehead. “That person couldn’t even compare to one of your fingers. It’s a miracle you can find a way to praise her.”

    These blunt words caused Su Mingyue’s face to instantly turn bright red.

    Shen Xiuyan picked up a morsel of food with his chopsticks and placed it in Su Mingyue’s bowl. “Weren’t you hungry? Hurry up and eat. If our Eldest Miss Su goes hungry because of her, can she afford to take responsibility for that?”

    Su Mingyue touched her burning cheeks and quietly lowered her head to eat, not daring to meet Shen Xiuyan’s gaze.

    After the meal, without Su Mingyue having to say a word, Shen Xiuyan took her to the next destination.

    Today’s date was planned so perfectly—so perfectly that even as Su Mingyue was dropped off at her front door, she could hardly believe this was something Shen Xiuyan was capable of doing.

    They had visited many places throughout the day, including several trendy “internet-famous” shops that even Su Mingyue hadn’t heard of.

    At one point, Su Mingyue suspected that Assistant Cheng had drafted the itinerary.

    After all, when would a young master like Shen Xiuyan ever condescend to waste so much time planning for someone else?

    However, the way he spoke during the trip didn’t sound like he was following someone else’s plan; he simply knew too much about the locations.

    Su Mingyue thought foolishly: did this mean that in Shen Xiuyan’s heart, she was someone worth wasting time on?

    Unknowingly, her heart began to fill with anticipation.

    “What are you dazing off for?” Shen Xiuyan patted Su Mingyue’s obedient head. “Go on inside. Remember to save tomorrow for me as well. You promised.”

    Su Mingyue nodded dazedly.

    “Okay…”

    At the thought of spending another pleasant day with Shen Xiuyan tomorrow, Su Mingyue’s steps were light and bouncy as she walked through the front door, her every movement radiating joy.

    “Oh, my daughter is back,” Father Su said, setting down his teacup. “Did you have that much fun today?”


    Translator’s Notes


    1. acting like a groveling grandson: A translation of the Chinese idiom ‘zhuang sunzi’ (装孙子). In a culture that emphasizes filial piety and ancestral hierarchy, ‘acting like a grandson’ refers to someone adopting an excessively humble, subservient, or even cowardly posture to appease a superior or avoid trouble.
    2. your heart will be higher than the heavens while your life is as thin as paper: A common Chinese proverb (心比天高,命比纸薄) often used to mock those with excessive ambition or vanity who lack the status or luck to support it. It suggests that having grand aspirations without the corresponding ‘fate’ or social standing leads to tragedy.

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