Instant Millionaire

Chapter 13: The Rich Packed the Leftover

At the same time, people have gathered at room 888. A middle-aged man in good figure stood at the

door and asked the general manager of JM Hotel, "Is everything ready?"

The general manager bowed and smiled with respect, "We have prepared as you ordered. We were

surprised at the ingredients you brought this time. I'm afraid you are the only one in JM City who can

gather so many precious ingredients."

Zayne ignored the general manager's flattery and said, "My guest is coming. Mind your business."

As soon as the general manager left, the long-haired beauty ran in. Seeing Zayne, she walked over to

Zayne in an apologetic manner. "Zayne, I'm late. Sorry."

"Take a seat." Zayne looked at the long-haired beauty in despair and sighed, "Fortunately, Mr. Quincy

hasn't arrived yet. Otherwise, you will embarrass me!" ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The long-haired beauty smiled in a guilty manner and quietly sat down under many gazes.

Zayne stood at the door of the private room and waited anxiously. A moment later, Quincy appeared in

the corridor. Zayne was shocked and welcomed him in a hurry.

"Mr. Quincy, you're here. Please come in!"

Quincy was led by Zayne in a respectful manner. They entered room 888. Everyone in the room stood

up. Most of them were in suits and leather shoes. They were about 40 to 50 years old. Generally, they

were high-class people in JM City and the surrounding provinces.

Zayne introduced Quincy and the others to each other, "These are the people who work for our

business in East China. This is Mr. Quincy!"

"Hello, Mr. Quincy!" They greeted together.

"It's him!" When the long-haired beauty saw Quincy, her eyes widened, revealing an expression of

disbelief. Afterwards, she was overwhelmed by a sense of unease and anxiety. She had just beaten up

Mr. Quincy, the young boss of the business in the elevator!

Quincy also noticed the long-haired beauty. He did not expect that this sexy beauty would be a member

of his family's business.

Quincy's gaze lingered on the long-haired beauty for a second, and then he returned to normal status,

"Everyone, sit down."

"Mr. Quincy, please take your seat first!" Zayne made an invitation gesture and pointed to an available

seat beside the long-haired beauty.

"Okay." Quincy understood and walked to the seat. He looked at the long-haired beauty indifferently

and glanced at Zayne.

Seeing that Quincy wanted to know about the beauty, Zayne said to him, "She is the director of the

Intelligence Department of East China Region, Loren Reagan."

Loren smiled at Quincy. However, the smile was somewhat awkward. She seemed upset, powerless,

and depressing.

It was natural that she behaved that way. No matter how optimistic she was, she couldn't laugh after

beating up Mr. Quincy!

Zayne introduced to Quincy, "Mr. Quincy, please have a taste. This is specially prepared for you."

Quincy picked up some food with his chopsticks and ate it. He felt that it was very fresh and delicious.

"I haven't eaten in such a high-end hotel for more than seven years. This is the first time in recent

years, so I think it's so delicious." Quincy thought to himself.

However, Quincy did not know that when the other people there tasted this dish, they felt it was so

delicious food and were surprised with joy.

A banquet soon came to an end.

Quincy was full.

Zayne asked with respect, "Mr. Quincy, have you enjoyed the meal? I'll bring you to the BL

Entertainment Club for a rest. It's rare for us to accompany you, so I have to take good care of Mr.

Quincy.

Club?

It was good to rest in the hotel. Quincy was afraid there would be other special services provided in the

club.

Quincy blushed and said, "No need."

Loren, who was beside him, had already relaxed during the banquet. Seeing Quincy's bashful

expression, she covered her mouth and chuckled. This Mr. Quincy was so cute.

Zayne nodded. Everyone else sat and looked at Quincy without saying a word.

Quincy looked at the table with many dishes as if he was thinking over something. He took out his

phone and looked at the time. It was half past one in the afternoon.

"Mr. Quincy? Is there a problem?" Zayne asked uneasily. It was Zayne's honor to entertain Mr. Quincy.

If he didn't do a good job, it would be silly. If such news was made known to his supervisor, would

Zayne keep doing the current work?

Everyone else looked at Quincy with unease. They couldn't handle a small matter like treating Mr.

Quincy to a meal. How could this group of elites from the East China region deal with other issues?

"No." Quincy shook his head slowly.

"Then you are...?" Zayne was puzzled.

Quincy smacked his lips and looked at Zayne. "These dishes are quite delicious, so I want to pack

them up for my roommates."

"..."

Hearing Quincy's words, Zayne and the others looked at each other, unable to react!

It turned out that Mr. Quincy was thinking of packing food for his roommates! This was beyond their

expectations.

A rich second generation thought of his roommates so considerately!

The others were not only astonished. They admired Quincy because a child from such a rich family

didn't put on airs. Mr. Quincy would become a big shot in the future!

Quincy didn't understand either. The others stared at him blankly. He pointed to the dishes on the

dining table that he thought were delicious. "Zayne, help me pack this, this, and that."

"Yes, I'll do it now." Zayne realized Quincy's intention and nodded. As Zayne spoke, he went to the side

and called the general manager of JM Hotel to arrange it.

Naturally, the general manager didn't dare to neglect it. He immediately instructed the chef to use the

ingredients Zayne brought to remake the dishes. When the dishes were ready, the general manager

even put a bottle of good wine beside the plates.

Half an hour later, the general manager came to room 888 with two waiters. Each waiter held a blue

and white box in hand. "Zayne, the food is ready!"

"Mr. Quincy, are you satisfied?" Zayne opened one box. There were all kinds of dishes neatly packed

inside. Of course, they were all packed in different dishware.

"That's too much. I only have three roommates. I'll take one box. Don't waste the other box. If you can

sell it, then sell it. If you can't, let your staff eat it!" Quincy helplessly smiled. He only asked for three

dishes, while Zayne let them to recook all the dishes served on the table.

"Let me carry it for you!" Zayne picked up the box and followed Quincy out of the JM Hotel.

"Alright, go back. I'll take a taxi back!" Quincy looked at others and said.

"Mr. Quincy, I'll take you back. My car is right there," Rosy said as she stepped forward.

"Well ... okay." Quincy agreed.

With Loren sending Quincy off, Zayne and the others felt relieved. After bidding farewell to Quincy, they

left.

"Mr. Quincy, thank you so much! I should be blamed for what I did in the elevator. I even slap..." After

Zayne left, Loren began to apologize to Quincy. She grabbed Quincy's hand and wanted him to hit

herself in the face, "How about you slap me/?"

"That's not necessary. Director Loren, what are you doing?" Quincy pulled back his hand and said, "I

shouldn't have peeped at you in the elevator. It wasn't a big deal even if you slapped me."

"It's Loren's blessing to be watched by you. I appreciate it as you are not angry with me. Thank you, Mr.

Quincy!" Loren bowed to Quincy and kept talking.

"Alright, drive me back!" Quincy said with a smile.

"Okay," Rosy answered and drove.

Quincy took out his phone and called Alden, "Where are you?"

"Still in the hospital, Krista's ward."

They were still in Krista's ward. Quincy thought that they should have left. The food in the box had just

been cooked. If it became cold at night, it wouldn't taste good.

Quincy frowned and said, "Which ward is Krista in? I'll go over now."

After talking to Alden, Loren also drove over. It was a Mercedes-Benz G500!

"Mr. Quincy, get in the car!" Loren said sweetly to Quincy.

Quincy put the food box in the back row before opening the door and sitting next to Loren.

"Are you going to JM University, Mr. Quincy?" Loren turned around and asked Quincy.

At this moment, they were alone again. Looking at Loren's smiling face, Quincy felt nervous.

"Go to People's Hospital. My friend is there." Quincy's was a little unnatural.

"Okay." Rosy smiled and started to drive.

The smell of perfume from Loren's body was strong and appealing. Quincy wanted to look at Loren

again. When he met Loren's gaze, Quincy quickly turned around. His cheeks were hot as he was

worried. He felt rather embarrassed.

"Mr. Quincy, you can look at me as you want to! I won't say anything!" Loren straightened her back and

said in a gentle voice.

"What?" Quincy was shocked.

Loren glanced at Quincy calmly, "Didn't I say it was a blessing to be watched by you?"

"Well..." Quincy smiled with embarrassment.

Since Loren had said that, he didn't have to be careful to take a glance anymore. He sat on the

passenger seat and stared at Loren.

Indeed, Loren was extremely sexy. Everything about her attracted Quincy: her delicate earlobes, plump

chest, and snow-white arms.

Quincy's mouth was dry after watching this. If an egg's shell was broken on his face, the chances were

that the eggs would be cooked.

Soon, they arrived at People's Hospital. Loren couldn't help but smile shyly when she saw that Quincy's

gaze was still fixed on her.

"Mr. Quincy, we're here!"

"Okay, really?" Loren recalled Quincy. He said, "Thank you. I'll leave first!"