“This is Louis XIII, this is Rémy Martin, and this is Hennessy Richard…” Mia paused. “This is basically the Hermes of liquor. Do you know how much commission you get for selling one bottle of Hennessy Richard?”
Chu Ningwu blinked her big eyes and stared blankly at the round glass bottle, shaped almost like one of those jade Buddha pendants people wore around their necks.
She shook her head and guessed wildly.
“Two hundred?”
“Fifteen hundred!”
One bottle earned fifteen hundred in commission?
Her monthly living expenses in college had only been fifteen hundred!
The disparity in this world!
Chu Ningwu clicked her tongue.
“Then… how much does this bottle cost?”
“You quote fifty thousand. The absolute minimum is thirty thousand. Anyway, we’re not lacking rich people here. Whether you can sell it and how much you sell it for all depends on your mouth. Got it?”
Chu Ningwu felt as if her entire worldview had shattered.
One bottle earned fifteen hundred.
Sell one bottle a night…
How much would that be in a month…
She did not dare calculate it.
She barely heard anything Mia said afterward.
All she remembered was Hennessy Richard.
Looking at the dark amber liquid inside that oddly shaped bottle, her little heart trembled.
Seeing her blank expression, Mia assumed she was still nervous and comforted her.
“Don’t worry. We’re high-end here. Most guests are respectable people, so they usually won’t go too far. It all depends on how you handle things. If it’s a small situation, use your emotional intelligence. If you can’t handle it, come find me.”
This time, Chu Ningwu nodded.
She thought that she was just trying it out anyway.
If she could not do it, then she would quit.
The main thing was.
It was just too profitable!
Mia let out a long sigh of relief, assuming the girl was now mentally prepared.
She never could have imagined that despite all her hints, in Chu Ningwu’s understanding, front desk was front desk, sales was sales, and cleaning staff was cleaning staff.
Chu Ningwu changed into the liquor sales uniform and tugged at the black bodycon skirt in front of the dressing room mirror.
Mia had originally given her a size 160 set, but the top was too tight and would not fit, so she had to switch to a 165.
After changing, Mia told her to switch the skirt back to size 160, so obediently, Chu Ningwu did.
Now she just felt like cold air was blowing directly across her thighs.
Mia, however, was very satisfied.
She was already preparing to deploy her into a private room.
That group who liked drunken tantrums? Out.
That group who liked teasing girls? Also out.
That room full of old men? Definitely out.
Just as she was struggling to find the perfect room for Chu Ningwu’s debut, another woman in the same liquor sales uniform came running over anxiously.
“Mia-jie, that group of young masters and rich young ladies is here. Brother Yu already brought the male models over. Where’s Yaya-jie?”
“She’s not coming anymore.” Mia grabbed Chu Ningwu’s little hand. “It’s okay. I’ve got a newcomer.”
The three of them arrived together outside Private Room A07.
Another saleswoman quickly briefed Chu Ningwu.
“Pretty lady, inside right now are Young Master Ji with black hair, Second Young Master Jiang with white hair, Miss Gu in the yellow dress, and the others don’t really matter.”
After a pause, she added,
“They usually don’t spend outrageously high amounts. One session is probably around five to six figures. But if Miss Gu accidentally overspends, Huo Xiansheng will pay the bill for her, so you should try your best to persuade her.”
For once, Chu Ningwu was unusually clever and picked out the key terms.
“Miss Gu.” “Huo Xiansheng.”
She cautiously asked, “Why the different treatment? Everyone else is ‘young master,’ but he alone is ‘xiansheng’?”
Mia tapped her forehead.
“Playing dumb? Everyone else is rich second-generation heirs. Huo Xiansheng is capital itself.”
Now Chu Ningwu was certain.
Inside must be that little sister Huo Zhi Chuan’s friend had entrusted to him.
In other words—
The original female lead.
At that moment, a bold and frivolous male voice sounded from inside, dragging out the words lazily:
“Where’s the girl I ordered? Why isn’t she here yet—”
There was no more time to talk.
Chu Ningwu was shoved straight inside.
A slender figure entered everyone’s sight like a jade rabbit from the moon palace suddenly leaping into the mortal world.
Second Young Master Jiang’s lazy tone abruptly cut off.
The private room instantly fell silent.
Several rich young men lounging carelessly on the sofas all sat upright.
The girls’ laughter also ceased.
Every gaze in the room landed on Chu Ningwu.
Under the lights, her smiling face was stunningly beautiful.
Her fair, delicate skin.
Her large, captivating eyes.
Those clear, pure watery pupils.
Her pink lips, slightly pursed from nervousness.
People instinctively overlooked her work uniform.
She looked delicate, precious, and difficult to raise someone people would want to cradle in their palms and spoil.
The first to speak was unexpectedly Gu Qianxi.
The pretty young woman in the goose-yellow Chanel dress had bright eyes and an openly admiring tone.
“Wow. Just standing there, she looks like a little figurine.”
Chu Ningwu had not expected the female lead to say something like that.
Being stared at by so many men and women, she did not even know where to place her hands.
Meeting Gu Qianxi’s friendly gaze, her cheeks flushed slightly.
“Thank you.”
“Hahaha, so cute.”
Gu Qianxi set down her cue stick, walked over, and pinched Chu Ningwu’s cheek.
“She’s seriously as soft as fresh tofu. Why haven’t I seen you before?”
Chu Ningwu froze.
Why was this female lead so handsy?
Was this the kind of “small situation” Mia had meant she should resolve with emotional intelligence?
“Um… It’s my first day in sales. Hello, Miss Gu. Could you maybe not pinch my face?”
“Hahahaha, then I’ll pinch somewhere else.”
The spoiled rich young lady was thoroughly indulging herself as she grabbed Chu Ningwu’s hand instead.
Soft.
Like dough.
Once was not enough.
She wanted to keep pinching.
“Do you know how to play billiards? Come take a shot.”
Second Young Master Jiang also joined in, extending a cue stick toward her.
“Sorry, I haven’t had job training yet, so I don’t know how right now.” Chu Ningwu assumed this was required sales training. “I haven’t had time to learn yet, but I’ll work hard.”
She was so sincere that it was almost shocking.
Completely different from the other salespeople reeking of greed.
Second Young Master Jiang thought so.
What exactly was she babbling about?
Her voice sounded so nice.
Gu Qianxi thought so.
Immediately filled with heroic generosity, Gu Qianxi declared she wanted to support her.
“What’s your employee number? Big sister will open a bottle for you.”
The moment those words fell, the nearby male sales representative nearly crushed his fists.
He had spent so long calling her “big sister” this and “big sister” that, yet she had barely acknowledged him.
How had this seemingly clueless female salesperson managed to make Miss Gu place an order in just three sentences?!
Chu Ningwu blinked her watery eyes.
So sales was this easy?
“I don’t know either, but you can probably just use my name. My name is Chu Ningwu. What kind of alcohol do you want? I know Louis XIII costs…”
“Then how much would it cost for you to drink a glass with me?”
Second Young Master Jiang leaned closer with smiling eyes, speaking with his usual carefree audacity.
Suddenly, the private room door opened.
The air instantly froze.
Other than Chu Ningwu, who had her back to the entrance, everyone saw the man standing there.
Tall and imposing.
Cold, heavy brows.
Sharp, sculpted features.
Gu Qianxi’s heart skipped a beat.
Then she quickly reassured herself.
It was fine.
This time, she had not had the chance to order Hennessy Richard yet.
Brother Chuan probably would not freeze her card again.