Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming - Chapter 552

Chapter 552

Chapter 552: Your Sweetness

Translator: Lan  Editor: Efydatia

The head cleaner of the Hilton Hotel was Qin Guan's customer . Both Chinese and American women loved to gossip . As a result, they knew every detail about the hotel and its large-scale redecoration .

The two girls were negotiating about the prices, each with her own axe to grind . The price was getting close to a price that both sides would accept .

Suddenly, Hilton looked at Qin Guan .

Qin Guan had been reading a newspaper on the couch, as if there was no one else present . At her look, he gave her a smile and stood up leisurely .

 "Take your time . I’ll go check on Lan Jing . It’s taking him too long to make that tea . He did not get this job based on his resume . "

"Oh!"

Hilton was caught off guard by Qin Guan’s smile . When they stopped talking, she fell into deep thought again . Meanwhile, Cong Nianwei made a new offer about the catalogue .

"What about this, Hilton? Is that better?"

Hilton turned back to Cong Nianwei reluctantly and fixed her eyes on the list in annoyance .

"Let me have another look . . . " Suddenly, Qin Guan walked over again .

"Lan Jin is boiling water for the tea, but I think it will be too hot for this summer heat . I have some herbal jelly in the fridge . Would you like a taste? Wei loves it!"

Mesmerized by his smile, Hilton forgot about the paper in her hand .

"What's that? An Asian refreshment? I would like to try it!"

She paused as Qin Guan set the tray down before them .

Hilton saw several small dishes with bows on them . all looking fine and elegant . She had no idea what they contained though . What’s this black one?

Cong Nianwei winked at Qin Guan and pointed to the list . Qin Guan shot a supercilious look at her and made an impatient introduction .

He lifted gently the celadon bowl, the crystal herbal jelly inside it shaking . Then he pointed at it with his slender finger .

"This is herbal jelly, a popular snack among Chinese women . It tastes good and it’s very nourishing . It's the best snack when you want to cool down in the summer . You are really lucky . This is no ordinary supermarket product . It’s handmade by one of my customers, an experienced herbalist from Chinatown . "

"Which taste do you prefer?" He pointed to the small dishes one by one . "There’s traditional honey, condensed milk, coconut milk, red beans, osmanthus sugar… They are all good . You can mix them up with the jelly . "

Hilton’s eyes were fixed on his fingers .

"Anything that comes from your hand must be delicious . . . "

Cong Nianwei shook her head . The girl is hopeless . She poured honey onto her jelly and then enjoyed it .

Qin Guan was speechless . He mixed all the sweet dressings with the jelly, hoping to cover up its bitterness . This was the first time Hilton would taste it after all .

When Hilton took the bowl, he realized that he had been worrying unnecessarily . Her eyes were still fixed on his face as she swallowed the jelly up hurriedly .

Who cared about the taste?

"Is it good?"

Hilton nodded again and again, like a chicken pecking at grains .

Then she gave him the most splendid smile in the world, making the scorching summer feel cooler .

Glad that her plan was working, Cong Nianwei pulled Hilton's attention back to business .

"What do you think of our final offer?"

"If all goes well, my legal adviser will send you the contract in a week . "

Hilton had no time to argue with her . The price had been close to her own expectations after all . She was not about to waste energy on negotiating over pocket money .

She had more important things to discuss with Qin Guan than the bookkeeping of the Hilton Hotel in New York .

When Cong Nianwei put away the catalogues in satisfaction, Hilton got up the courage to tell Qin Guan about her reason for visiting New York .

"I wonder if you would meet my unreasonable demands . Of course, I’m well-prepared to negotiate with your agent if I need to . "

Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan were confused . Is this about the Hilton Hotel business? What happened?

"Do you remember that artist who gave you his card at the Hilton Art Fair?"

"Which one? I get a lot of cards every time I walk down the street . "

Qin Guan pointed to a small case on the desk helplessly . "I keep them all in there, but I never call anyone back . "

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