Chapter 375: Relentlessly Poking the Sore Spot

As Pan Xiaomei spoke, Luo Xiwen could barely contain her laughter, but she managed to feign indifference and continued watching the chef prepare the wild giant conch tableside.

In reality, after all her time with Gu Heng, she was long accustomed to scenes like a chef preparing a dish tableside.

“Uh…”

“Ma’am.”

“You may have misunderstood.”

Zhou Shun’an adopted a suitably awkward expression and lowered his voice to explain to Pan Xiaomei, “When I said 1,688, I meant it’s 1,688 per pound for this wild giant conch, not 1,688 for the whole thing.”

Although Zhou Shun’an had lowered his voice, it was pitched just perfectly for everyone at the round table to hear.

1,688 per pound, for a total of 9.4 pounds.

Doesn’t that mean…

This single wild giant conch costs over fifteen thousand?!

The moment Zhou Shun’an finished speaking, the elegant composure Pan Xiaomei had just been showing vanished, and her expression froze solid.

At that moment, the private room fell somewhat quiet.

“Ms. Pan, is something wrong?”

“Do you think our prices are too high?”

Zhou Shun’an had heard everything from the service pantry just now. He’d caught every single one of Pan Xiaomei and Shen Zhengsheng’s arrogant and insolent remarks.

As the saying goes:

When the lord worries, the vassal is shamed. When the lord is shamed, the vassal dies!

This ancient proverb might sound a bit dramatic today, but the core spirit remained the same.

Ever since Gu Heng took full control of Zhen Cui Group, he had not only raised salaries and benefits for all employees, from top to bottom, but he had also opened up new channels for advancement at the end of last year. This allowed numerous entry-level employees and mid-to-low-level managers to see a vast future for their careers.

It was no exaggeration to say that over ninety percent of Zhen Cui Group’s current employees supported and respected Gu Heng from the bottom of their hearts.

And now, Luo Xiwen, the woman of their group’s chairman, was being so belittled and humiliated by these two. As a mid-level manager in Zhen Cui Group, if he didn’t help Luo Xiwen put them in their place, he felt he wouldn’t be able to face the paycheck Gu Heng gave him.

“Expensive?”

“Are you kidding me?”

“It’s only ten-thousand-something.”

“My husband can make that in a matter of minutes.”

Zhou Shun’an’s question had struck a nerve. Pan Xiaomei shot him a furious glare, her words dripping with disdain.

“I have to admit, Xiaoluo certainly knows how to order.”

“When the wild giant conch is ready, serve it to Xiaoluo and her family first. We can have this whenever we want. But as for them… who knows when they’ll get another chance to eat something like this after today.”

If Pan Xiaomei hadn’t realized by now that she’d been set up by that little brat Luo Xiwen, she would have wasted all her years on this earth. Fury burned within her, and her words grew increasingly caustic.

Shen Zhengsheng’s face was grim. Without a word, he picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

Hm?

‘This tastes pretty good.’

‘What kind of red wine is this?’

‘Luo Xiwen had rattled off a bunch of gibberish earlier, and he hadn’t understood a single word. If this wine wasn’t too expensive, he could buy some to keep at home for everyday drinking.’

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Shen Zhengsheng, who had been about to set down his glass, raised it again and took another large gulp.

“Thank you, Aunt Pan.”

Luo Xiwen acted as if she couldn’t detect the barbs in Pan Xiaomei’s words. She beamed and said, “Uncle is truly a big boss in big business, just as expected. Both you and Auntie are so generous.”

At this, Luo’s Mother, Father Luo, and Luo Xiwen’s third aunt and uncle, who were all sitting beside her, watched her performance with a thoughtful glint in their eyes.

Now…

It seemed they were finally starting to understand what was going on.

It wasn’t that Luo Xiwen didn’t have a temper; she had simply seized the perfect moment to lead Pan Xiaomei and her husband straight into a trap she’d laid.

Even if Pan Xiaomei’s family was wealthy, spending fifteen thousand on a single wild giant conch would still make them feel the sting. And besides, that wasn’t the only expensive dish Luo Xiwen had ordered.

“Mmm~”

“This fifteen-thousand-yuan wild giant conch really does taste different~”

Luo Xiwen picked up a slice of the conch meat, savoring it slowly while clicking her tongue in appreciation.

Hou Meixia, Luo Xiwen’s third aunt sitting beside her, nearly burst out laughing when she heard that.

‘My dear niece…’

‘You’re really twisting the knife!’