Chapter Forty-Seven: Trouble Comes to the Door

In fact, to be able to get on the right track so quickly and embark on the road of rapid development, even Dior was a little unexpected, he somewhat underestimated the degree of dedication of these rich people to youth and health.

When a person is so rich that they can't spend it all in their lifetime, what do they value?

Why did the ancient emperors always spend all their efforts to find a way to live forever?

The richer people are, the more they are afraid of death and the more they care about the health of their bodies, for which they can do whatever it takes.

To be able to buy health with money, to buy youth, even if it is false, this deal is simply worth it!

So with the word of mouth, as word of mouth spreads in the circle of the rich, Dior's fantasy restaurant instantly becomes hot!

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Smiling and accepting the check for $100,000 from Madame Mary, Dior politely delivered it to the door, and once again declined the other party's offer to introduce his daughter to him.

After learning about a series of 'rules' here at Dior, Madame Marie was very understanding and made a reservation for the next meal.

In fact, the rule that it is best to wait more than one day between multiple treatments is actually in name only, because many people can't make an appointment for the second meal so quickly, and they have to wait for two or three days at the earliest, but Dior, who should be instructed, has always ignored it, and details determine success or failure!

"You should consider running the restaurant in a different location, the location is a bit unfriendly for some people." Before leaving, Madame Mary tactfully made her own suggestion.

"Thank you for the suggestion, but this is the restaurant that my parents left for me, and I will stay here for a short time."

"What a filial young man, I'll bring Jennifer over another day, you young people should be more talkative." Madame Marie now looked at Dior more and more pleasantly, and when she left, she winked at him playfully, as if even her mentality had returned to the age of sixteen.

Dio smiled speechlessly, and didn't talk, thinking that if he was very beautiful, he could get along with him first, and as for getting married...... He hadn't really thought about it yet.

After finally seeing off the last guest of the day, Dior let out a sigh of relief and turned back to the restaurant, followed by the complicated and envious gazes of the people around him.

Dior didn't care about that.

Will was cleaning up the mess in the cafeteria with a disgusted face, and the pile of dead skin on the floor looked disgusting, but it couldn't be helped, this was his job...... One.

"It's hard to imagine that old woman's skin is so 'thick', but seriously, after getting younger, she is really beautiful, and if she invites me now, I don't think I will refuse to go to her house to taste abalone."

Will's mouth is still so cheap, and he will output it endlessly whenever he has the opportunity.

"Alright, don't be poor! Hurry up and finish getting off work, plus this is your salary for this month, I hope you don't throw it all on any woman's stomach today. ”

As he spoke, Dio pulled out a thick envelope from his jacket pocket and placed it on the table.

Paychecked!?

Will's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately threw down the broom in his hand and ran over, this month he basically just cleaned up, acted as a waiter, and didn't do anything else, he wanted to know how much money was in it.

In the past month, the meals have been in the restaurant, although the meal money has been saved, but the clean pocket and face still make him very embarrassed, fortunately, Dior will help his car fill up every time, otherwise he can only walk to and from work.

After a month of hard work, now that he finally has money to spend, how can Will not be excited!

"I love Franklin, haha!"

The gang is not a bastard, as soon as Will starts, opens it and looks at the avatar, he immediately has a score in his heart.

Ten thousand dollars, this is Dio's payment to Will.

This month, Dior earned almost 1.5 million, most of which was in custom cooking, so it seems that he paid Will too little, but in fact, it is not.

First of all, although Will is a good friend of his, it is not a cooperative relationship at work, so in fact, it doesn't matter how much you earn or how little you earn.

Secondly, a monthly salary of $10,000 in the United States is not low, you must know that more than 90 percent of the people in the United States earn less than $100,000 a year, that is, those who earn more than $100,000 a year are already in the small group of those 10 percent.

Among this small group of people, the highest overall income is doctors, and even pediatricians earn around $200,000 a year.

In addition, half of the population in the United States has an annual income of only 25,000 US dollars, which is almost 120,000 yuan, which is a salary of 10,000 yuan a month in China.

In fact, the gap between the rich and the poor in the United States is particularly obvious, it can be said that 1 percent of the people have 99 percent of the wealth in their hands, and the remaining 99 percent of the people together have 1 percent of the wealth.

If it weren't for the excellent social welfare and security system, maybe you could see homeless people everywhere on the streets.

So Will is already very surprised, he can get a reward of 10,000 US dollars just for cleaning, which is more profitable than selling drugs every day and getting that commission (most of them are someone else's), and there is no risk!

How much money Dior probably made, Will knows, so he didn't have a polite relationship with Dior at all, and directly put the money in his pocket, returned the envelope to Dior, and recycled it next month.

"Go out at night and have a treat!"

If you have money, you have confidence, patting your bulging pockets, Will even changed the tone of his voice when he spoke.

"Don't go!" Dior immediately said angrily, he didn't know Will's little thoughts, and what he said seemed to be quite bold, but if he really went out to play, he must be the boss who invited guests.

What's more, Dior can't look down on those goods that can be paid for money, it's boring!

"Clean up the restaurant and fuck off!"

β€œYes,sir!”

Will who was in a good mood after taking the money saluted strangely, and then went to clean up in a hurry.

It may be that the **** with the lordosis is too attractive, so that it didn't take long for Will to clean up the restaurant, and then run away without saying a word.

"This guy, may God bless him to die on the belly of which ****!"

Dio scolded with a smile and prepared to lock the door.

At this moment, the door of the restaurant was suddenly opened from the outside, and Dior was greeted by a pair of slender and straight legs......