?37: Chapter 35 It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance 37: Chapter 35 It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance Knowing she was a scumbag, he still couldn’t help but fall for her, generally speaking, the girl must be beautiful.

    Knowing a man was scum to the extreme, yet still throwing oneself at him, that man might be very handsome, or perhaps sweet-talking, but the biggest chance is that this man was wealthy.

    Knowing the gardener had ulterior motives, Gao Yi still accepted the gardener’s task.

    The reason was simple; not only was the gardener rich, but every condition he put forward, every move he made struck at Gao Yi’s vulnerabilities, breaking down his psychological defenses.

    It was just too thrilling.

    Really too thrilling!

    A worthy steed is easy to find, but a good match is hard to come by.

    The gardener might not be a good match, but he definitely knew the goods.

    Gao Yi forked out three thousand dollars, and then he boarded the plane to C?te d’Ivoire.

    Nothing unusual happened during the flight, but upon arrival at Abidjan Airport in C?te d’Ivoire, things changed.

    First, someone was at the airport waiting for Gao Yi.

    Stupefied, he was taken to stay a night at the best hotel in Abidjan, then a top-level luxury car, the best in Abidjan, sent him back to Abidjan Airport.

    Waiting for him there was a private jet.

    A private jet whose name Gao Yi didn’t know, with logos and letters sprayed on the tail that Gao Yi couldn’t understand.

    Two blonde, blue-eyed bombshell stewardesses were waiting to welcome him at the cabin door, accompanied by two pilots.

    Gao Yi had seen what business class looked like, though he’d never flown it, and he’d never seen first-class in a large passenger aircraft.

    Now, he had bypassed business and first class altogether and was directly experiencing the feeling of a private jet.

    If you wanted to sleep, you could sleep; if you wanted to eat, you could eat; if you wanted to drink, there was alcohol; if you wanted to chat, someone would specially accompany you.

    Then, Gao Yi found out that this was a charter jet from JSX Private Jet Airlines, specially rushed over to C?te d’Ivoire to pick up Gao Yi.

    The services and facilities on the plane wowed Gao Yi, but it didn’t stop there.

    After the plane landed at Mexicali Airport, Gao Yi bid farewell to the lovely crew, boarded a luxury shuttle reserved for VIPs, and made his way to the airport terminal building.

    As soon as he came out of the corridor, there was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, looking very formal, waiting to meet him.

    “Good afternoon, sir, my name is Sean Williams.

    I’ve been entrusted to greet you upon your arrival.

    May I ask, how should I address you?”

    Polite, meticulous, but not sycophantic – just that kind of nobility that even those with hundreds of millions might not simply possess.

    The person who came to pick him up didn’t know what to call him – was this a rule in the assassin world?

    Gao Yi hesitated for a moment before saying, “Call me… Gao Yi…”

    What to call oneself?

    Should he bring out his nickname, Busan?

    That nickname wasn’t shameful but was strange.

    Surely not Mr.

    Bu, and definitely not Mr.

    San.

    It was just a lack of experience.

    Faced with such an overly serious and formal situation, Gao Yi accidentally blurted out his real name.

    It didn’t really matter, since Luca already knew Gao Yi’s real name.

    Hiding it further didn’t make sense.

    Sean bowed slightly, smiled, and said, “May I carry your luggage for you?”

    He asked instead of simply taking the bag from Gao Yi, which left Gao Yi a bit unsure, but after eyeing the clearly expensive suit Sean wore, Gao Yi really couldn’t bring himself to hand over the cheap brand bag he had bought for a hundred and some Thai Baht.

    “I can handle it myself.”

    Wearing a sunscreen shirt, a low-cost T-shirt, and cheap trousers, Gao Yi felt it was better to carry his own bag.

    Without any extra words, Sean bowed slightly again and gestured invitingly, saying, “Mr.

    Gao, the car is ready.

    Please allow me to show you the way.”

    “Alright…”

    It was all too formal.

    Gao Yi wasn’t used to it.

    He walked ahead, and Sean didn’t move in front of him but instead followed slightly behind him, always ready to extend an arm to indicate the way whenever a turn was needed.

    It was a super VIP treatment, but Gao Yi found it awkward because he wasn’t used to it and because he knew the saying that those wishing to curry favor have ulterior motives.

    When they left the airport, a black Rolls-Royce was waiting outside.

    The driver stood by the car door, hands at his sides, but he didn’t open the door.

    Sean stepped ahead and opened the door, holding it with one hand and gesturing “please” with the other, saying, “Please.”

    Gao Yi paused by the car door; he had something to say but hesitated and then restrained himself.

    Once seated, Sean closed the door, and then both he and the driver got into the car, one at the steering wheel, the other in the passenger seat.

    Gao Yi was unsure where to put his bag.

    After a moment’s hesitation, he placed it beside him.

    The car started moving, and finally, Gao Yi said, “Mr.

    Williams, I just want to ask, three thousand dollars, how long does that rent this car for?”

    “One day, sir.”

    Sean turned around, replied politely without saying too much or asking any questions.

    Not knowing what else to say, Gao Yi simply turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

    This was Mexicali, a city in the desert.

    The road from the airport to the city looked nice, different from what Gao Yi had imagined.

    Thanks to the internet, Gao Yi wasn’t completely ignorant of the outside world, but it still gave him the feeling of a country bumpkin entering the city.

    It wasn’t his world.

    He could forcefully barge in, but he couldn’t blend in.

    Now, even a fool would understand that all this was arranged by the gardener.

    Moreover, Gao Yi knew the gardener’s plan was to expose him to a lifestyle he couldn’t have imagined before – to show him what extravagance and pleasure were like.

    All he had to do was join the Garden, and all of it would be within his reach.

    But if he didn’t want to join the Garden, then all this would just be a fanciful adventure, or rather, a brief indulgence.

    The gardener wasn’t using any dark tricks on Gao Yi; he was straightforward.

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    If they found working for someone else pleasurable, even more so than going solo, then come and be a high-class worker.

    Just like that, fair and square, the main principle was mutual consent.

    Gao Yi still had his resistance.

    He was thinking about swallowing the bait and spitting out the hook.

    Gao Yi’s reluctance to become one of the flowers in the Garden was because he felt the gardener was coming on too strong, making him a little scared.

    Gao Yi knew all too well the saying that it’s easy to switch from frugality to extravagance but difficult to go back.

    And Gao Yi also understood the principle that one can only repay overwhelming generosity with devoted loyalty.

    Although a good product will find a connoisseur, the Garden was already in dire straits, beaten by the Andic Group.

    If Gao Yi was going to sell his skills and trade his life for wealth, he needed to find a good buyer.

    Why bother with the Garden, a leaking ship about to sink?

    So, Gao Yi stuck to his principle: swallow the bait, spit out the hook.

    With this resistant mindset, Gao Yi did not enjoy the ride.

    By the time the car reached the hotel entrance, he hadn’t noticed the hotel’s name.

    Once again he checked into a five-star hotel, only this time it was many times better than before.

    Last time, he stayed in a double room with two single beds.

    The service was a bit better, the beds a bit more comfortable, the lobby a bit more luxurious, the bathroom slightly bigger, the toiletries of better quality.

    Beyond that, Gao Yi didn’t have much of an impression.

    But this time was different.

    Truly different.

    This time it wasn’t just a presidential suite; inside the presidential suite, there were also six maids.

    The key here was that they varied in height, weight, and looks, each attractive in their own way, with the emphasis on a range of choices, pleasing to the eye.

    “Welcome, master.”

    The six maids bowed in unison, then stood in line, with Sean Williams at the end of the row.

    He bowed slightly towards Gao Yi and said, “Sir, do you have any command?”

    “Ah, uh, I…

    This…

    They…”

    Sean smiled and said, “They provide all services.”

    The maids bowed again in unison and then looked up at Gao Yi, appearing as if ready for the taking, with two of them even sporting a longing look.

    Gao Yi gulped, glanced at the frighteningly large living room, hesitated for a moment, and finally stuttered out, “I…

    am hungry.”

    Sean immediately said, “We’ll prepare diner right away.

    Is there anything in particular you’d like to eat?

    Any preferences?”

    “I…

    have no specific requests.

    I’d like Chinese food.”

    “Understood.”

    Sean made a move to leave, and Gao Yi, somewhat flustered, said, “Wait a moment, they…

    you all can go too!

    Leave first, please!”

    He couldn’t bear to have them leave completely yet felt uneasy with them staying, so Gao Yi didn’t know how to manage his words, stuttering contradictory statements, his heart in turmoil.

    Sean looked at Gao Yi’s uneasy expression, a hint of surprise briefly crossed his face, but Gao Yi still caught the flicker of his expression change.

    “I…

    haven’t fully recovered yet.”

    Gao Yi made an excuse, and Sean immediately bowed and said, “Sorry, my oversight.

    Ladies, please rest in the next room for the time being.”

    Sean gestured and the maids bowed together, then left the room under Gao Yi’s gaze.

    The last tall Western woman gave Gao Yi a sweet smile before slowly closing the door.

    Gao Yi let out a long breath, and Sean said, “I’ll immediately go prepare dinner.”

    “Wait a moment.”

    Sean waited for Gao Yi’s question.

    Gao Yi hesitated and asked, “I’m just curious, they are, uh, what I mean is, how should I put it…”

    “They are a professional service team, the best in every respect.

    You don’t need to worry about any issues they might have.

    It all depends on whether you like them or not, sir.”

    “That’s not what I meant.

    I mean, how much does it cost for a day?”

    Sean hesitated slightly before still smiling and saying, “Ten thousand dollars per person per day, sir.

    Please forgive my forwardness, but you don’t need to worry about the cost, sir.”

    Gao Yi exhaled softly, scratching his head, and suddenly asked, “How should I address you?”

    “You can call me Sean, but if you prefer a more professional name, you may call me Bee.”

    Sean bowed again, smiling, cordial and polite, “Any other instructions, sir?”