My Waste Husband novel Chapter 950

Rainer's words immediately reminded Kadrick.

At the same time, it also made Kadrick shocked. He had just almost agreed to the other party's conditions. This girl knew how to grasp a person's heart.

When Kadrick looked at Sylvia again, he had already put away his contempt. This young man was not very old, but his skills in negotiation were quite sophisticated, and he was very good at grasping what the other side needed.

Rainer continued, "Uncle Wei, this time, I've contacted my friend at Gold Rain Hotel and asked for two roasted ducks. And I brought them today."

Rainer snapped his fingers after he finished speaking.

After Rainer's finger rang out, someone knocked on the door of the private room from the outside.

"Come in," Rainer said.

Following this, the door to the room was pushed open and a person entered from outside. He held two gift boxes in his hand. The boxes were entirely gold and three large words Gold Rain Hotel were written on them. These large words were completely gold-plated. Not mentioning what was contained in the box, just the cost of the gift boxes was quite high.

Kadrick looked surprised. He stared at the gift box in the person's hand and said, "Gold Rain Hotel makes 365 roast ducks a year, one a day. Rainer, you were able to get two roast ducks from Gold Rain Hotel. I'm so surprised.

I once asked someone to buy one. After waiting for three months, I was lucky enough to get one. The duck is plump and delicious, and it leaves an amazing fragrance in people's mouth."

Rainer said proudly, "Gold Rain Hotel's roasted ducks are indeed priceless, but there is no market for them. The price of the roasted ducks from the Gold Rain Hotel's restaurant on the black market has risen to a sky-high price. This is not only because Gold Rain Hotel's roast ducks are delicious, but also because this roast duck has become a symbol of one's status. To put it bluntly, I'm afraid these people won't be able to buy the ducks from Gold Rain Hotel's restaurant for their entire life. It's the case even for a nouveau riche. If I didn't run into a helpful person, I doubt that I would be able to get

these."

After Rainer finished his words, he looked at Henry provokingly. His meaning was very obvious.

Henry smiled and did not speak.

Sylvia's face couldn't help but look a little ugly. She came to the capital to find someone to cooperate with. Naturally, she had heard the name of Gold Rain Hotel. It was no exaggeration to say that ordinary people couldn't buy the roasted ducks from Gold Rain Hotel. Even those influential people had to make an appointment in advance. If they didn't have an appointment, the owner of the Gold Rain Hotel wouldn't sell the duck to them. At that time, there was a rich second generation who couldn't buy roast ducks and smashed the things inside Gold Rain Hotel. As a result, two days later, the rich second generation and the company behind him disappeared completely.

That thing let everyone know that the Gold Rain Hotel was not doing some hunger marketing, but the boss behind the Gold Rain Hotel was also a powerful man.

From then on, everyone had to make an appointment in advance when they wanted to eat the roast duck from the Gold Rain Hotel. One week in advance, one month in advance, or maybe several months in advance. Even now, the roasted ducks from this hotel had already been booked for the whole year. It was not known when it had started, but the roasted duck from Gold Rain Hotel had already turned into a symbol of identity. People without background could not make an appointment. Even if there was an appointment made by ordinary people, it would be reserved by the local tyrant for a large sum of money. Therefore, anyone who could bring out the roast duck from this hotel was not a simple person.

"Uncle Wei, details are very important," Rainer said with a smile as he took the box and placed it on the table. Then, he slowly opened the box and said, "Come, have a taste of the roasted duck from this restaurant. Of course, some people are not allowed to try it. I'm afraid they'll never be able to get their hands on this kind of things for the rest of their lives. After all, nouveau riche are upstarts."

Henry, who had been sitting there and had not spoken much, smiled and said, "Do you mean that we will never be able to afford this?"