Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

In fact, do you really care whether Xiao Qiao’s bag is real or fake?

The answer is obviously no, no one cares at all.

Qiao Yixun proudly carried her bag to the appraisal center downstairs for appraisal. Two hours later, she came back slowly. Her face was no longer as bright and confident as before, but full of embarrassment and looked extremely frustrated.

She was afraid that everyone would ask about the identification results of her bag, so she dejectedly returned to her workstation.

However, no one had time to care about this. Everyone was busy sharing the afternoon tea brought by Mo Li around the dining table. Obviously no one cared about her life or death.

……

The afternoon tea that Mo Li ordered was not from the popular chain milk tea shops that everyone usually likes to order from. When the takeaway was delivered, the packaging looked obviously unfamiliar.

Cups of milk tea were placed on the dining table. Everyone looked at the plain white cups without any logos, and their expressions were obviously a little hesitant. Their first reaction was to wonder if it was a three-no product made by some unknown small shop.

But everyone could understand that Mo Li was just a student who had just graduated from high school. She worked the same hours as them every day, but her internship salary was not even one-tenth of what their regular employees earned. She had to treat dozens of colleagues in the company to afternoon tea. Even if each person only spent three or five yuan, it would add up to several hundred yuan, which should be a huge expense for her.

Besides, no matter how much money it was, it was Xiao Mo's good intention, even if the cup contained only a few dollars of cheap lemonade, no one should despise her. So the kind-hearted colleagues all supported her very much, happily went to get their afternoon tea one by one, and praised her for being a student from Beijing North.

However...after everyone got their portion of milk tea, everyone's expression was obviously stunned for a moment.

Although these pure white cups look plain and unpretentious, the feeling when you hold them...how come the texture is so good?

It is obviously made of PVC plastic, but it feels magically smooth like precious porcelain. This cup alone looks like it is worth a lot of money.

Everyone was skeptical, and after taking a sip of the milk tea, they exclaimed:

"Wow, whose milk tea is this! It's so delicious!"

"The taste is mellow and the texture is rich. Every sip of it fills your mouth with a warm milky aroma."

"This is definitely the best milk tea I have ever tasted! No doubt about it!"

"When did we have such delicious milk tea in Beijing? Is this some new internet-famous milk tea brand?"

"What brand is this? I suggest opening a national chain store!"

"As expected, you young people are better at eating and having fun than us old people! Even I, who don't like milk tea, love it."

"I used to wonder why those little girls love milk tea so much, now it turns out milk tea tastes so good!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Xu, it's not that the milk tea tastes good, it's that the milk tea Xiao Mo ordered is especially delicious!"

"Yes, Xiao Mo, the milk tea you ordered is so delicious! It's sweet but not greasy, smooth in the mouth, absolutely amazing! Who did you order this from?"

"..."

Seeing that everyone seemed quite satisfied, Mo Li smiled and said, "It was made by a friend's family. As long as everyone likes it, that's fine."

What she said was not false. In fact, these milk teas were all reserved from a private restaurant that she and Chi Cunxu loved to go to. This private restaurant was invested by the second son of Xiao Shenghe, so it was naturally made by her friend's family.

Mo Li not only ordered hundreds of cups of milk tea, but also asked the restaurant to make many cakes and send them over. He took them all out to share with everyone. After tasting the delicious cakes, everyone was full of praise.

……

Someone accidentally felt a floating brand logo from the bottom of the cup, and quietly searched it on the phone, only to find out that it was actually a very niche private restaurant in Beijing.

It is said that it is quite difficult to make a reservation at that private restaurant, and it has a strict membership system. It is said that all the ingredients are freshly airlifted directly from the place of origin that day, ensuring that every bite the diners eat is the freshest and most local taste.

Of course, the price is also shockingly expensive. As for how expensive it is, almost no one has even posted a review on the almighty little green book because the price is so niche.

Mo Li had no intention of showing off her wealth. She had no idea that the bottom of the cup had a restaurant logo printed on it. During her internship at Yuanwang Design, she learned a lot from her colleagues and benefited a lot. She also gradually fell in love with these kind-hearted colleagues, so she wanted to share the good things she had tasted with everyone.

Knowing the staggering prices of these afternoon teas, a cup of milk tea might be equivalent to Mo Li's one month's internship salary. Even if the big red envelope she received last time is taken into account, the bill is far from enough to pay off.

Colleagues became more aware of the fact that Mo Li's family background was unusual, and they also had a greater appreciation for her. After all, not every rich girl could humble herself and help everyone with odd jobs so wholeheartedly.

Everyone was still talking and laughing with Mo Li, but no one asked her for the link anymore.

……

Xiao Qiao sat alone at her workstation, feeling like she was about to fall apart.

It would be fine if the bag was fake, but she wasn't even included in the delicious afternoon tea. She really didn't want to go to class B anymore.

The entire office was filled with the fragrance, which was impossible to ignore. Her colleagues gathered around the dining table, talking and laughing, but she was the only one sitting alone at her workstation.

Xiao Qiao was originally certain that even if Mo Li was a blind guy and didn't invite her to eat together, given her popularity in the company, there should be someone else who would come and invite her to eat together, right?

Unexpectedly, everyone ignored her as if they didn't see her at all.

She hesitated in her seat for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food and went over.

She walked in front of everyone with a stern face and an arrogant look:

"You all say it tastes good, but I just don't believe it. How good can it taste? I want to try it too."

She glanced at the dazzling array of milk tea and pastries on the table, and her appetite was immediately aroused. Just as she was about to reach out for a cup of milk tea, Mo Li, who held a grudge, immediately came over and stopped her:

"Sister Xiao Qiao, didn't you just say you didn't want my milk tea? So I didn't reserve your portion. Sorry."