Chapter 51: The Low-Key Millionaire

"Min Qier, Manager Wu wants you to come over." Secretary Wang wakes up Min Qier, who is sleeping on the desk.
"Oh... alright." Min Qier stretches lazily, rubs his sleepy eyes, and thinks it must be about the new project that Wu Shi mentioned yesterday.
Yawning all the way, I arrived on the fifth floor.
"Mr. Wu, you're looking for me," said Min Qier, walking straight into the room without waiting for Wu Shi to speak, but noticing that Wu Shi was flustered.
"Hmm." Wu Shi's eyes dodged as he reached under the table and brought up a gift box, pushing it towards Min Qi's direction. "This is for you... a belated birthday present."
"Oh?" This surprised Min Qier.
Wu Shi's voice sounded hesitant as he added, "Happy birthday."
"Thank you." Min Qier happily accepted it and quickly opened the packaging.
A music box with a gray base, on top of which is a vibrant and dripping rose.
"Wow - Is it an everlasting flower?"
"Mm." Wu Shi smirked at Min Qi'er's reaction.
He coughed to hide his smile and continued,
"We have a client coming later, the one I mentioned to you yesterday. It's a wedding, but it's a big one, held at the exhibition center in Jiangcheng."
"Exhibition center?"
"Min Qier secretly assessed in his heart."
"If a wedding is held at the exhibition center in Jiangcheng, in terms of rental costs alone, it is calculated per square meter, not to mention other expenses. Moreover, a wedding cannot dismantle the venue in just a few hours. From setup to complete clearance, it would take at least four or five days."
Min Qi'er calculated in his mind, he must earn at least a six-figure salary.
This doesn't even include the design fees for the company and other expenses for the wedding.
An immediate conclusion popped into his mind - either get rich or become wealthy.
"Well, the bride is really lucky." She expressed her thoughts in a more tactful manner.
"Mr. Wu, the client has arrived." At this moment, the voice of Secretary Wang could be heard from outside the door.
Secretary Wang knocked on the door, followed by two people standing behind her.
"Hello, Mr. Wu," said the man and the woman who were behind her, as they walked forward.
Mr. Wu also stood up to welcome them. "Mr. Chen, Miss Yang, please have a seat."
He exchanged a few polite words.
Min Qier also stood up and looked at Mr. Chen, feeling somewhat familiar with him, but she couldn't recall where they had met.
"Mr. Chen, would you like some tea or...?" Wu Shi asked.
"No need, I brought a thermos." Mr. Chen said, taking out a purple thermos with a metallic sheen and shaking it. Min Qier could even hear the sound of water sloshing inside.
This is what makes Min Qier feel strange. This Mr. Chen looks like he's in his early thirties, very refined, but different from what Min Qier imagined - surprisingly, he doesn't have a single designer brand on him. He's only wearing casual sportswear and his pair of sneakers look a bit worn-out.
It seems that he is a low-key billionaire who keeps his wealth hidden.
Compared to Mr. Chen, Miss Yang beside him appears somewhat dazzling, "I'll have an iced Americano."
Her voice is sharp, and after speaking, she flicks her hair with her fingers. The diamond ring on her hand, larger than a soybean, blinds Min Qiqi's eyes.
Miss Yang is dressed in all name brand clothing, and what's even more unbelievable to Min Qier is that they have the same handbag.
It's not scary to have the same handbag, but whoever is ugly will be embarrassed - Min Qier's head immediately came up with this nonsensical statement.
Fortunately, her bag was obediently sitting at home.
Wu Shi's voice brought Ming Qi'er's thoughts back, and he calmly introduced, "Mr. Chen, this is the designer in charge of your wedding project."
Speaking, the gaze of the two people also fell on Min Qier.
"Hello, Mr. Chen, Miss Yang, I am Min Qier."
"Hello, Designer Min," Mr. Chen also replied respectfully.
However, Ms. Yang openly scrutinized Mr. Min Qi'er without flinching, "Mr. Wu, it seems that in order to enter your company, one's appearance must pass the test. But make sure it's not just a good-looking vase that is useless, because our money doesn't support idle people."
"Miss Yang, you're joking. Min Qier's business ability is very strong. You can rest assured." Wu Shi chuckled lightly, this little fox had been rebutted.
In her heart, Min Qier cursed silently, but she didn't let her smile fade from her face. She swallowed her anger and said, "Miss Yang, please don't worry. You can tell me any requirements you have for this wedding, and our company will definitely do our best."
"As for me, I don't have high demands. I just want the most grand and extravagant wedding in the entire Jiangcheng city," Miss Yang fiddled with her ring. "Just like that celebrity couple a while ago, I don't need it to be broadcast nationwide, just live-streamed all over Jiangcheng."
Min Qier's smile froze, "He he he..."
"Speaking of live streaming..."
Before Min Qier finished, he was interrupted by Mr. Chen, "Oh well, let's not do the live streaming."
"What's wrong with live streaming such a big event? I want to share my happiness with the people of Jiangcheng, what's the problem with that? We have the ability to do it!" Miss Yang's voice grew louder with each word, "Our money is not stolen, it is earned honestly..."
"Alright, alright, stop embarrassing yourselves here." Mr. Chen said in anger, turning his head away. "Mr. Wu, Miss Min, we don't need the live broadcast, just make the wedding more grand."
While speaking, Secretary Wang came in with a cup of coffee.
Miss Yang, who was already in a bad mood, expressed her disagreement and took a sip of coffee. She promptly spat it out, stunning everyone present.
"What coffee! Do you want to kill me with bitterness?" Miss Yang exclaimed as she slammed the cup onto the table.
Secretary Wang suddenly panicked, as she had never encountered such a difficult customer before.
American coffee is what Mr. Wu usually drinks, and this cup in front of me is exactly the same as Mr. Wu's. I can't believe he didn't complain about it being bad. Miss Yang, on the other hand, is so picky about it, and her lack of manners is truly outrageous.
Min Qier couldn't help but mutter in her heart - just now she criticized her, and now she's picking on Secretary Wang. Who knows how troublesome it will be when dealing with her in future design work!
Min Qier has never lacked exposure in her hundreds of years of work. Eccentricities are abundant.
Such as "I want a colorful black," "If I knew how to make software myself, why would I ask the design company for help?", and so on, countless endless, with countless revisions to the plans, and finally ending with "I want the original plan."
"Miss Yang, all the coffees are the same. If you don't like it, you can choose another cup." Wu Shi said calmly, taking a sip from his own cup.
"Oh, Xiao Li, stop making a fuss. Otherwise, no company will be willing to take over!" Mr. Chen's expression at the moment was as ugly as could be, frowning at his future wife.
Min Qier thought to himself, it would be better not to get married at all than to marry such an uncultured person.
Listening to his words, it can be assumed that he had also approached other design companies before, but they all ultimately fell through. Min Qier couldn't help but sweat about it.
Miss Yang said a few more words in an angry tone, crossed her arms, and turned away, ignoring the others.
"Mr. Wu, Designer Min, I'm sorry about her temper. Don't take it to heart," Mr. Chen apologized profusely, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
"No, no, let's continue discussing the wedding, Mr. Chen."
While saying this, Minqi intentionally looked at Mr. Chen a few more times, and his apologetic expression - it made Minqi feel like she had seen it somewhere before.