I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced Chapter 168: Cardholder: Gu Dai

Chapter 168: Cardholder: Gu Dai

Translator: _Min_

Jiang Yue blinked, then pointed at Gu Dai, regaining her confidence. “That card must be fake, or perhaps it’s actually Su Ting’s card. Did he give it to you to use?”

Feeling as if she’d uncovered the truth, Jiang Yue’s confidence surged anew.

Seizing on the hope, Feng Xue quickly chimed in, “I can verify the real cardholder on my computer!”

Gu Dai remained utterly unfazed, even yawning out of boredom.

Jiang Yue moved beside Feng Xue, urging her, “Check it quickly, and announce the cardholder’s name out loud.”

Let Gu Dai be humiliated then!

Feng Xue’s face paled further as she stuttered, “The VIP cardholder is… Gu Dai.”

Jiang Yue’s confidence deflated like a punctured balloon. Her eyes widened in disbelief, “What did you say?”

She didn’t even wait for Feng Xue’s response, pulling her away from the cash register and staring at the computer screen herself. Seeing Gu Dai’s name clearly displayed, she muttered incredulously, “How can it be Gu Dai? How is it possible?”

Gu Dai softly added, “But the fact is, it’s me.”

Jiang Yue stared at Gu Dai, suddenly struck by another idea. She smirked, “You may have the card, but who’s to say there’s any money in it?”

Gu Dai was puzzled by Jiang Yue’s endless stream of wild thoughts, one following the other.

Tired of the pointless chatter, Gu Dai simply swiped her card.

The next second, the card reader beeped twice, indicating a successful transaction.

Jiang Yue was left utterly speechless.

At that moment, a middle-aged male voice rang out, “Why are so many people crowding the entrance? Don’t you know the owner might perform an inspection at any time? Disperse at once and go about your duties. If you perform poorly, even I, your manager, will get scolded from the boss!”

The sales a.s.sociate exclaimed, “Manager, we have a white VIP card customer here!”

The manager’s furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and he exclaimed in astonishment, “Where is the customer? Lead me to her; I want to greet her personally!”

After saying this, the manager’s eyes fell upon the stunning Gu Dai.

Then they s.h.i.+fted to Jiang Yue, whom he recognized. After all, she had almost married the President of the Song Corporation not long ago. Even though the marriage had fallen through, that didn’t mean she didn’t have spending power.

By this logic… Jiang Yue must be the holder of the white VIP card!

The manager hurriedly jogged over to Jiang Yue, bowing slightly as he greeted her with a smile, “You must be our esteemed white card VIP customer. What can I a.s.sist you with?”

Jiang Yue looked slightly uncomfortable.

Unaware of her discomfort, the manager enthusiastically began to introduce their store’s products. After completing his spiel and noticing that Jiang Yue remained silent—along with everyone else—he found it odd.

The manager discreetly moved closer to Feng Xue and whispered, “Did you offend Miss Jiang Yue earlier?”

Feng Xue shook her head numbly, replying, “No.”

The manager sighed in relief, whispering, “That’s good, considering a white card requires over a billion in storewide spending to obtain. We can’t afford to offend such people.”

Feng Xue responded emotionlessly, “Dad, I already have, and so have you.

You’ve mistaken the person. The real cardholder is Gu Dai.”

The manager asked incredulously, “Gu Dai?”

Hearing her name called out, Gu Dai inquired, “What’s the matter?”

Following the voice, the manager almost fainted as he shakily approached her, mumbling, “I apolo—apologize. I mistook the person.”

Gu Dai responded nonchalantly, “It’s okay.”

The manager exhaled a sigh of relief, grinning, “Miss Gu is truly as beautiful as she is kind-hearted, not holding grudges against us lesser beings—”

Gu Dai cut him off, her brows furrowing, “Hold on. Stop b.u.t.tering me up.”

The manager paused, looking at Gu Dai in confusion. Before he could claim that his words were sincere and not flattery, Gu Dai interrupted.

“I’m not as generous as you think,” she stated flatly. “While I didn’t make a big deal out of you mistaking my ident.i.ty, that doesn’t mean 1 won’t take issue with poor customer service. It seems the problem lies not just with the staff, but also with the manager— you..”