My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 772

Chapter 772Christina was a cash cow."A cash cow?” Christina would usually go back to her little old apartment to live with her aunt onweekends. She deliberately changed her working schedule so she did not need to work at the milktea shop.“Not long after you were born, we asked a Tarot master to predict your fate. The master said thatyou 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. Theproprietress was happy every day and often gave Christina some fruit, which was left after makingfruit juice on the day.“Then why am I so poor?” Christina quickly finished 3 mangoes and sighed with a mouthful full ofjuice.“Look at how sloppy you are while eating.” Betty had always maintained the etiquette of a decentfamily 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 livingrecently 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 somiserable. 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 arestaurant for free.“The master said that you will have a lot of people helping you in your life. You can always weatherthrough 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, Bettylooked relieved.Christina didn't believe it.Suddenly, Betty asked and her eyes were roaming over Christina, “Christina, do you have aboyfriend?”“No,” Christina replied bluntly“Really?”Betty frowned since she somehow didn't believe it and quickly added, “How can you not be pursuedby 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 herto 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 isto 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 sensingothers’ affection for her.“The sensor lights in our apartment have been replaced with new ones. We don't have to worryabout running out of stairs in the middle of the night.” Betty continued to tell her some trivial thingsabout life.“I heard that a rich man came to live in our apartment. He personally offered money to renovate thepublic facilities around the apartment.”“Now that the rich like to do charity so much. Some time ago, I heard that someone donated over10 million dollars to our school as student funds, together with one building for experiments andone indoor swimmingpool.”At this point, Christina smiled happily because she knew that her scholarship for this school yearwould definitely increase.This month, with the salary and bonus from the milk tea shop and the money from the studentunion, 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 recruitingmodels for car exhibitions, advertising agencies hiring cover models, and high-end westernrestaurants 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 phonesaid to her so politely as if he was flattering her. The manager said that working time was veryflexible, and she could even work once a week if she was available. The duration for one pianoperformance 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 ofthe milk teashop, 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 thecontents 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 hervery 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 whovalued 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 bigcompromise.“Christina, how about this? I don't restrict your working hours. After all, your studies are the mostimportant thing. You come to the shop to help me. If there are fewer people, you can go back toschool first. You don't have to stay up until midnight. Besides, I'll give you an additional tenpercentage 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 comingto our shop now. You can go back to school first. Anyway, I live upstairs in this shop and it'sconvenient to guard the shop. There are also a few more cups of juice here. Take them back andshare 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 eventouched 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 moneyin 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. Theremaining 24 classes have to go through a round of competition to fight for quotas. Ah, I didn't getincluded in classes thisweek."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 attendclasses 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'tunderstand 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 theirbedside.”Christina didn't want to hear such nonsense anymore and thought these girls were crazyTomorrow the school would organize activities to celebrate Women's Day. Christina deliberatelyworked very late in the milk tea shop on the day and worked hard since she was paid, not tomention 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, “Youwant 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?” Theproprietress 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 surprisinglyeasy 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 hourand finally finished packing. This strange male customer didn't even want a discount and justswiped 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 werefilled 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 themoney 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 teathe most. Christina, your performance tonight is very good.” The proprietress smiled so hard thather eyes were so invisibleChristina 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-flavoredmilk tea in his hand.He didn't like milk tea and thought it tasted so sweet.

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