Chapter 11: He Is Supreme

Just then, the office door was forcefully pushed open.

“Chen Yuyi, what are you doing here?” Fan Ling paused in surprise.

“Chen…” The two security guards were about to explain, but Chen Yuyi gestured for them to stop.

“Oh, I see. Chen Yuyi, you really can put on a show. Pretending to be all lovey-dovey with that campus beauty, Miss Zuo, in front of us, only to be dumped by her afterward. Tell me, what tricks did you use to deceive her like that?”

Chen Yuyi glanced at Fan Ling with indifference, noticing a trace of worry on her face, as if she was troubled by something. But this woman had nothing to do with him anymore, and he had no intention of getting involved.

“Where is your general manager?” Fan Ling was becoming anxious and had no mood to continue mocking Chen Yuyi.

“We already told you, the general manager isn’t here, but you won’t believe us.” The two security guards began dragging her outside.

Suddenly, as if recalling something, Fan Ling broke free and rushed to Chen Yuyi, grabbing his arm. “Chen Yuyi, you work at this hotel, you’re also our classmate. Please, help me beg your general manager to give us just one more day. Wenbin promised he could pay the bill tomorrow. Tell them not to call the police!”

“What’s going on?” Chen Yuyi raised a hand to stop the guards, signaling them to step aside.

Fan Ling broke down in tears. “We were just having a nice meal when Wenbin took a phone call, and everything changed. His bank card was frozen. The whole meal, including drinks, cost six hundred thousand, and he only paid three hundred thousand up front. He can’t pay the remaining three hundred thousand. The hotel won’t let us leave and threatened to call the police.”

“What does this have to do with me?” Chen Yuyi shook off Fan Ling’s hand, barely restraining himself from saying, “If you can’t afford it, don’t try to show off.” However, on reflection, something didn’t add up. The Wenbin family was said to have assets worth over a hundred million—how could they lose face over such a small amount?

“You’re our classmate, mine and Wenbin’s. I know you can help us. Besides, if you care about my happiness at all, you should at least help plead with your manager to grant us an extension—just one day. As soon as Wenbin contacts his cousin, the money will be here. All their assets have been frozen, his father has been detained, and he doesn’t even know what’s happened.”

“For your happiness?” Chen Yuyi gave a sardonic laugh. “This is not my problem. Aren’t there plenty of classmates here? Aren’t they all better off than I am?”

Chen Yuyi disliked kicking people when they were down, but the attitudes of Wenbin and Fan Ling towards him were simply nauseating. He couldn’t be bothered to argue with her any longer.

“Chen Yuyi!” Fan Ling blocked his way. “Didn’t you use to like me? You must still have feelings for me. If you truly like someone, you want her to be happy for life. Right now, my happiness is at stake—how can you just stand by and do nothing?”

Though Chen Yuyi had cultivated a tranquil mind, he nearly retched. He couldn’t fathom where this woman found the confidence to believe she held such irresistible charm.

“Chen Yuyi, if you help me this once, I’ll agree to sleep with you. Wasn’t that what you always dreamed of? Just don’t let Wenbin find out.” As she spoke, Fan Ling deliberately thrust out her chest, proud of her supposed allure.

Chen Yuyi was speechless, fighting the urge to slap her.

“I’ll say it again: your problem is not something I can solve!” With a single step forward, Chen Yuyi exuded such a commanding presence that Fan Ling froze in fright.

“Chen Yuyi, I know you hate us. You’d love to see us suffer, can’t stand to see us do well. You’re a despicable man, colluding with others to ruin our good time. Well, if Wenbin and I can’t get away today, then none of you will!” Fan Ling screamed at his retreating back, blaming him for everything.

At that moment, the general manager arrived, striding in and delivering a heavy slap to Fan Ling’s face. “Outrageous! How dare you raise your voice in front of Mr. Chen!”

Fan Ling was stunned.

“Hey, why did you hit her?” Wenbin arrived just then, rushing to Fan Ling and cradling her. He pointed at the general manager and unleashed a torrent of abuse.

The general manager ignored him completely, instead bowing slightly to Chen Yuyi. “Mr. Chen, please don’t mind any of this. I’ll have the police arrest them all immediately. Daring to dine and dash at Golden Hotel—this is a first!”

As he spoke, a sly grin flickered across his face, aimed at Chen Yuyi.

Chen Yuyi had already felt something was off. Now, things were becoming clear—this affair was deeply connected to the general manager. Yet even with his influence, it was unlikely he could plunge the entire Wen family into financial crisis. The real instigator must have been Miss Zuo.

This Zuo family, it seemed, was not merely powerful but formidable—capable of bankrupting a family worth over a hundred million in an instant.

All the better, perhaps. Wenbin and Fan Ling truly needed a lesson; otherwise, they’d keep thinking he was an easy target, ripe for their manipulation.

By now, Wenbin had stopped shouting and stood with Fan Ling, both staring at Chen Yuyi in bewilderment.

“Mr. Chen? Isn’t he just a waiter here?” Fan Ling clutched her stinging face, her expression uncertain.

“That’s right, Mr. Chen is indeed a waiter at our hotel, but not an ordinary one. He’s the top waiter!” The general manager straightened, eyeing them with a half-smile.

“Top waiter?” Fan Ling and Wenbin exclaimed in unison.

“To put it plainly, he’s in charge here,” the general manager said with a playful look.

“Then why did he serve us wine?” Wenbin roared.

Fan Ling stood frozen in shock.

“I’ve already told you, he’s the most important person here. He can do as he pleases, but you cannot afford to offend him!” The general manager sneered.

“In that case, Chen Yuyi, as long as you say the word, Wenbin and I can leave. We promise to repay the debt tomorrow!” Fan Ling seized the lifeline.

“You’ve got some nerve, Chen Yuyi,” Wenbin said through gritted teeth.

Chen Yuyi gave them a cool glance. “This isn’t my hotel; I’m just an employee. Matters like this aren’t up to me. He’s the general manager—his word is final.” With that, he had no intention of staying any longer.

The general manager’s face turned stern as he faced Wenbin and Fan Ling. “No more talk. The half hour I gave you is up; I’m calling the police.”

Wenbin panicked. “My cousin works for the Bai family’s eldest son! If you treat me like this, you’ll regret it!”

“The Bai family?” The general manager’s brow furrowed, but his expression quickly turned colder. “I don’t care who you know. You dine and dash—I have every right to have you arrested!”

“Chen Yuyi, do you really want to see all your classmates taken away with us?” Fan Ling cried in desperation.

At this point, several classmates had come over, having witnessed the scene. They looked at Chen Yuyi, as if wanting to speak but holding back.

Chen Yuyi paused and looked at them, then said after a moment’s thought, “You can all go home.”

Though his voice was not loud, it was clear and carried to every classmate’s ears. Their faces lit up with relief and delight—they were free to go.

He then pointed at Wenbin and Fan Ling without turning back. “You two won’t be going to jail, but you’ll be washing dishes here for three days.”

In that instant, a tremendous aura surged from him, making everyone present feel an urge to bow at his feet.

“So he was truly the most impressive among us,” some male classmates sighed in admiration, gazing after his retreating figure.

“How does it feel like I just missed out on a fortune?” some of the female classmates whispered in regret.

Fan Ling stared after him, lost and biting her lip, an inexplicable bitterness flooding her heart.

Wenbin glared at the disappearing figure, venom in his eyes. “Just wait, Chen Yuyi. When my cousin comes back, I’ll make you pay!”

“All right, everyone else should leave!” The general manager, shaken by Chen Yuyi’s presence, recovered quickly and barked orders, masking his own unease.

He pointed at Wenbin and Fan Ling. “You two, get in there and start washing dishes!”

…

By the time Chen Yuyi left the hotel, night had already fallen. Suddenly, his phone rang.

He took it out—surprisingly, it was Shen Zhujun.

“Chen Yuyi, no matter where you are right now, come back immediately. I want to take your virginity!”