The next morning, I had Han Jinlun drive me to the Jin Chun Tea House to scout the place out first…
My initial plan was to order a large spread of dim sum once we entered the tea house.
Then, when the waiter came to serve the food, I’d pick out someone who looked easily bribed based on their face, and under the guise of tipping them, subtly inquire about Yun Jin and Yu Shuang.
After all, human nature is to appreciate beauty, regardless of age or gender.
Two beauties with completely different styles frequently patronizing the same tea house, whether in the main hall or private rooms, would surely have caught the attention of the staff.
Once I confirmed this information, I would then formulate a targeted plan based on the intelligence provided by the waiter.
Of course, I hoped that Yun Jin and Yu Shuang’s meetings would always be in a highly private, designated room.
That would make things much easier to manage later on.
But what I didn’t expect was that I’d mess up right from the start!
Here’s how it happened.
Following the original plan, after bringing Cheng Minglang and Han Jinlun into the tea house, I ordered about two hundred yuan worth of dim sum and tea.
In 2008, spending 200 yuan on breakfast would definitely make people think you were loaded.
But at this very moment, in this Jin Chun Tea House, my 200 yuan went down the drain.
About three to four waiters came to serve the food. I asked each of them, describing Yu Shuang and Yun Jin’s appearances and attire, asking if they had seen these two people.
The result? Not a single one of them paid me any mind!
Of course, that wasn’t the worst part.
The worst part was that one young waitress, whose face was pockmarked, got annoyed with my questions and actually said this to me:
“You only spent less than two hundred yuan and you want to pry for information about our tea house’s treasures? If you don’t have money to chase girls, lower your standards! You cheapskate!”
Honestly, the moment I heard that, I was stunned.
Before I could even recover, Cheng Minglang, who was beside me, slammed the table and glared at the waitress with the acne-ridden face, saying coldly, “If you know, speak. If you don’t, shut up!”
“We are customers, we are here to eat breakfast and enjoy ourselves, not to be insulted by you!”
“And also, even if we lower our standards, with a face like the surface of the moon, we definitely wouldn’t be interested in you!”
To be fair, Cheng Minglang didn’t hold back when he insulted people. It didn’t matter if the other person was male or female; he always hit their weakest point.
This direct attack on her weakness immediately made the waitress unable to hold back, and she started a verbal spat with Cheng Minglang. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Just like how short people hate being called “shorty,” the waitress with the obvious facial flaws seemed to particularly hate Cheng Minglang calling her face the “surface of the moon.”
The verbal battle started with the universal C language, kicking things off.
Well, forget about gathering information; if this tea house didn’t blacklist us, it would be a miracle.
I really didn’t expect Cheng Minglang, who was usually a quiet guy, to get into a shouting match with a woman in public.
At this moment, I was extremely frustrated.
Seeing them start to point fingers at each other, on the verge of escalating into a real fight, and me contemplating whether to retreat and make new plans later…
Han Jinlun, known as the friend of fallen women, stepped forward!
With Han Jinlun’s coaxing, apologies, and blind compliments to the waitress, saying she was actually quite “clean and pretty,” this sudden shouting match finally came to a slow end.
Not only that, but later, when Han Jinlun took the “surface of the moon” aside, exchanged phone numbers, the news about Yun Jin and Yu Shuang finally took a turn.
………………
About seven or eight minutes later.
After the “surface of the moon,” whose expression had shifted from gloomy to sunny, finished her transaction and left, Han Jinlun’s first words upon returning to his seat were, “Did you bring cash?”
“If you did, give me ten thousand yuan. I’m going to top up a card and become a member!”
Hearing this, I was stunned and exclaimed, “What did you say?! Top up a card and become a member?!”
While eating soup dumplings, Han Jinlun lowered his voice and said to me, “The owner of this tea house is truly a business genius!”
“According to that waitress, Yun Jin is an old customer here, and Yu Shuang just started coming with her.”
“For over a month now, ever since Yun Jin and Yu Shuang started coming together regularly for breakfast and afternoon tea, this tea house’s business has exploded!”
“So every time they come, the owner personally escorts them to the private rooms upstairs for service!”
“This guy is using personal escort service as a gimmick, coming up with a high-level strategy to attract business!”
“Any new faces, especially male patrons coming for breakfast or afternoon tea, who inquire about Yu Shuang and Yun Jin from the staff are completely ignored!”
“Of course, if someone is willing to top up a card and become a member, the tea house owner will personally reveal information about Yu Shuang and Yun Jin.”
“I’ve already asked. Yun Jin and Yu Shuang come more often for afternoon tea.”
“The membership at this tea house starts from a thousand yuan, with no upper limit. The more you top up, the more you get. Yun Jin seems to have topped up a full hundred thousand yuan in membership fees.”
“That waitress said that to pry open their boss’s mouth, you’d need to top up at least ten thousand yuan!”
After hearing the information Han Jinlun had extracted from the “surface of the moon,” I was completely bewildered.
Shrewd merchants, shrewd merchants, indeed, all merchants are cunning!
I can understand a tea house having a membership system, but why are they playing hardball when it comes to inquiring about two women?
I don’t know much about Yun Jin, but I know Yu Shuang’s personality very well.
She’s cautious, careful, and has eyes in the back of her head.
Even in a highly private room, she might not reveal any secrets.
Moreover, the personal escort service the owner mentioned is nothing more than serving tea and water. The time spent in the private room is extremely limited, so what could they possibly overhear?
To put it bluntly, this ten thousand yuan membership fee is essentially a tax on intelligence.
It’s a money-grabbing tactic devised by that wicked tea house owner, exploiting the beauty of Yu Shuang and Yun Jin, and specifically targeting those who are lustful.
It’s a Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai situation, one willing to strike, the other willing to be struck.
If you don’t pay, the owner can openly and legitimately refuse those perverts who want to pry into the two women’s information, using the excuse of protecting customer privacy.
If you pay, they can just chat about this and that to fool you.
The problem is, Jin Chun Tea House is the only place where Yu Shuang and Yun Jin intersect. This ten thousand yuan membership fee (tax on intelligence)… I have no choice but to pay it!