Meizong Wealth Life

Chapter 46 An unexpected wedding invitation

Brooklyn, Williamsburg restaurant.

Caroline, who had only been working as a waiter for a few days, was walking hurriedly between the food outlet and the dining table with her long, straight legs that were comparable to those of a supermodel.

She was obviously just serving food, but wearing high heels, she looked like a catwalk.

The happiest customers are those who came to dine. Many of them came specifically to see the legs.

Eating cheap burgers and sandwiches and watching the free version of the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show is definitely a huge attraction for the restaurant's customer base, which is mostly made up of unemployed people.

Including Earl, the old black cashier in the restaurant. On the surface, he was wearing headphones and pretending to be listening to music, but in fact, his eyes were following the long legs moving back and forth.

All this was caught by Max who returned to the restaurant.

Snapped!
A snap of fingers in front of Earl.

Seeing that it was Max, Earl immediately took off his headphones happily and was about to say hello to his "lover".

However, Max bluntly told Earl that the two were "over".

Earl hurriedly stopped Max and argued that he was just doing a statistics out of boredom.

"What?" Max was confused.

Earl explained plausibly:
"I'm counting how many people in the restaurant are looking at Caroline's legs when you're not around, and then comparing how many of those people drop to that number when you're working with Caroline."

Max put his hands on his hips and glared at Earl angrily.

"What are those people who are descending looking at?"

Earl moved both hands.

"Isn't it obvious? Of course it's a peek at my most beloved Max."

Max pointed at Earl and said with satisfaction:

"You successfully saved me. I will bring you my favorite cake tomorrow."

After saying that, he was about to change clothes when he suddenly turned around again.

Old Earl thought that Max had returned to check the post. He was just glad that he did not continue to peek at Caroline. Unexpectedly, Max suddenly asked him a question.

"When Caroline and I are in a restaurant at the same time, do more people look at her legs or my breasts?"

This is a question for giving points, and it is also a question for giving propositions.

Old Earl chose to lie to save his life without any hesitation:
"Of course there are so many people watching you. Who would like to watch a long-legged canary?"

Max turned around and left with satisfaction.

After changing clothes in the warehouse compartment, I went out and met Caroline who came in looking for wasabi-chan.

"Thank God, you are finally back. I really don't know how to deal with those difficult customers. They want this and that now. Were your previous jobs so cumbersome?"

Max straightened his work clothes with a calm expression.

"No, it's only been like this since you came."

"What?" Caroline was confused.

Max replied domineeringly: "Because I never tolerate them!"

After saying that, he grabbed the wasabi sauce from Caroline's hand, opened the door and rushed out.

Soon Max's roar could be heard from the restaurant outside.

"You better eat this whole bottle or don't let me get you anything again. Get free food and go to the soup kitchen!"

Soon Max returned to the warehouse like a gust of wind.

Caroline thanked Max on the spot.

Max bluntly said that he did not do this to help Caroline, but just did not want to increase his workload in the future.

Even so, Caroline was still very grateful.

During a break in work, Caroline asked Max why he was half an hour late. After all, there was no overtime pay as a nanny.

At the same time, Caroline also emphasized that she did not have any objections to helping Max take over, but was simply curious.

Max told Caroline that her employer was going shopping on Fifth Avenue today, and she needed to take care of her two babies, so she couldn't get away early.

Caroline frowned on the spot, saying that she hated people who didn't regard other people's time as their own.

Max asked curiously:

"It's usually time-consuming for rich women to go shopping. Didn't you do that before?"

Caroline replied very reservedly:
"In fact, I rarely go to the store because when those specialty stores release new styles of the season, they will send people directly to my home for me to choose from."

"Only a pushy old woman like Paris Hilton would take her followers to sweep the streets to satisfy the paparazzi's photo requests."

Max asked seriously:

"Old? I remember she is not over 30 years old, right?"

Caroline curled her lips and said that as long as anyone older than her, she could classify them as old women.

Then she immediately added.

"Except for you!"

Max was not particularly grateful, but continued to ask:
"What about Serena Woodson?"

When Caroline heard the name, she felt like a cat having its tail stepped on.

"Okay, I remember I once told you that she and I are mortal enemies. Please don't mention this person in front of me in the future. Thank you."

It's all due to poor vanity.

Max did not accept this trick and continued to go his own way and said:

"When I went home with my employer today, I met your mortal enemy and her boyfriend in the elevator. I heard that you invited her to dance at Constance's graduation prom."

Caroline collapsed on the spot, holding her head and yelling:

"Oh my god, how do you know these things?" Max shrugged and replied indifferently:

“Saw it from the Gossip Queen’s blog.”

"You follow that blog too?"

"Yes, it's the website you told me. Why don't you eat free melons?"

Caroline was immediately discouraged.

"Okay, you're absolutely right, but that's all in the past and has nothing to do with who I am now."

Max nodded in agreement, now very glad that she didn't tell Jamie and Serena about Caroline's current situation.

Caroline's sensitive and fragile self-esteem really couldn't withstand the slightest blow.

The next day, Max came to his employer's house in Hampshire House as usual.

Today, Peach and her husband went out to attend a party. As soon as Max arrived, the two went out.

Max changed diapers for the two babies, prepared milk powder for them to eat, and was sitting next to the cradle to put them to sleep when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Max walked over and took a look in the door mirror, and was surprised to find that the person coming was Serena.

She quickly opened the door.

"Hi!"

Serena held two cups of Starbucks coffee in her hand and handed them to Max.

"Thank you for the cupcakes last night, it was a little gift."

Max thanked him and accepted it, while inviting Serena into the house.

Serena refused on the spot.

"Actually, I'm here to find you."

Max pointed at himself with surprise on his face.

"I?"

Serena nodded and glanced into the room behind Max.

She was afraid that Pidge would come out after hearing her voice, and it would be difficult for her to escape.

"Don't worry, Pidge has gone out and will probably be back very late."

Max replied understandingly.

Serena immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Max invited Serena into the house again, and this time she didn't refuse.

After coming to the living room and sitting down on the sofa, Serena finally revealed her purpose.

"My mom is getting married this weekend, but I haven't figured out what gift to give her."

At this time Max suddenly said something.

"If it were my mother getting married, I would never worry about this issue."

Serena asked curiously:

"why?"

Max shrugged.

"Because she stole my boyfriend. If it were you, would you attend the wedding of your mother and your ex-boyfriend?"

Serena covered her mouth in surprise, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know-"

Max interrupted directly:
"It doesn't matter. I've been used to it since I was a child, so let's go back to your mother's wedding, right? I believe you came to me and you definitely didn't invite me to the wedding, right?"

Now it was Serena's turn to be surprised.

"How do you know I'm here to invite you to the wedding?"

Max had a "stop it" look on his face.

She is a low-class girl who works as a waitress in a shabby restaurant in Brooklyn. Like Serena, a beautiful girl who grew up with a golden key in her mouth.

The only intersection between the two was with Caroline, and it was an accident.

So how could Serena invite her to her mother's wedding?
"It was Jamie's idea."

Serena explained.

Max became even more confused after hearing this.

"Jamie and I ate the cake you gave us last night. This was the first time I had eaten such a delicious cupcake. Then Jamie asked me why not invite you to the wedding and help us make it on the spot. Some cakes so everyone can have a taste of this delicious cake.”

With Serena's further explanation, Max finally understood.

But she refused without hesitation.

The reason is that she needs to work two jobs every day, one as a nanny and one as a waiter in a restaurant. She simply cannot spare time to attend Serena's mother's wedding and help everyone make cakes.

"It only takes one day. The wedding will be held at a manor owned by my grandmother in New Jersey. I will arrange a car to pick you up at that time. All the things needed to make the cake will be prepared in advance. At the same time, to express my gratitude, you will receive one hundred thousand dollars." The reward is, I know the cupcakes you make must be worth far more than this, this is just a little bit of my thoughts.”

Max might not be able to save US$[-] even if he worked for three years.

Now you only need to go to a wedding for a day and help everyone make cakes to get it. In Max's opinion, this is no different from picking it up for free.

She immediately changed her mind: "To attend your mother's wedding, do I need to rent an extra decent dress?"

Serena directly gave Max the address of a dress shop, saying that Max only needed to go there to pick out a suitable outfit before the wedding, and she would bear all the expenses.

Max couldn't help but sigh, is this the daughter of an old rich family?

What a thoughtful thought!
　Because I am writing about the world of American variety shows, although I have tried my best to select those relatively famous film and television dramas, there are still many readers who have not watched the original dramas, so in order to lower the reading threshold, the group portrait descriptions in this book will occupy a certain amount of space. , this is also done to clarify the relationship between the characters, and these group portrait descriptions are also related to the protagonists. Those who have watched the original drama may feel that these plots are a bit redundant, so I can only ask for your understanding here.

　　
　
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