Part 3The Reborn Social Climber

The restaurant, inside and out, was packed with onlookers. Rumor had it that General Patton's son was buying all the caviar in Northwood Restaurant. Before even stepping into the private room, I could hear Jared's voice: "Another Northwood Peking duck, the kind directly from Yuquan Mountain Farm, and remember to brand the duck with a five-pointed star!"

"Also, the silver fish from Lake Tai, transported fresh by speedboat. If it's not fresh, I don't want it."

The waiter taking the order looked troubled, but forced a smile, his tone gentle: "Sir, purchasing these items requires special supply coupons. On top of the coupons, you might also need to show your father's identification, or your military family dependent ID, and then pay the corresponding price." Jared put on a grand facade, his face unchanged, as if everything was under control. He said calmly: "Just charge these to the account for now. My family's personal aide will come to settle it at the end of the month."

"General Patton spoils me excessively. These small things, he wouldn't even think twice about them. My father, the General, is just such a generous person." Lucy still leaned limply against Jared, acting like a small woman who relied on him for everything: "Jared, a young talent, General Patton must be so proud of you!" The waiter looked at the two of them, filled with doubt. From the moment he started working at this restaurant, he was well-versed in the family connections of all the Generals and high-ranking officials. But years of professional etiquette allowed him to speak impeccably: "General Patton is our national hero, beloved by everyone, so he's naturally very generous."

Jared said nonchalantly, "That's only natural. My father has always been like that." His eyes gleamed with pride, coupled with the casualness in his tone, completely fooling the onlookers outside. However, Jared's patched-up shirt, mended with various colors, and his mud-splattered pant legs betrayed him.

The bullet comments, upon seeing my entrance, immediately erupted: "The wicked female antagonist sees the male lead's unyielding and proud demeanor, and her heart must be filled with adoration, so she buys everything in one go!" "If the villainess won't even pay for a meal, she truly doesn't deserve the last shred of kindness the male lead still holds for her." The waiter was sweating profusely, trying to skillfully delay Jared without offending him, while also signaling for me and waiting for my arrival, truly making him as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. Seeing me, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing everyone gathered around the private room door, I spoke directly: