Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 320 - 57: Don’t Let Your Imagination Run Wild When You See a Maid
From the perspective of the operator of Perfect Match, a customer who contributes a thousand Spirit Stones annually and total expenditure exceeding ten thousand over the years is quite rare, even unique, in the trading history of Perfect Match. Such a valued client, not to mention a weekly matchmaking session, even if it’s a weekly dining on dung, ought to have their needs met by the shopkeeper, who should stock enough croton to maintain a long-term cooperative relationship.
However, from another angle, this accumulated expenditure of over ten thousand Spirit Stones over ten years showcases the operator’s incompetence—never managing to introduce the client to a satisfactory partner in all these years, and the said high-spender hasn’t flipped out and lodged complaints, clearly harboring some deep-seated quirky interests.... Yet, rationally and objectively viewed, this is a ticking time bomb of increasing risk. Especially now with the Inspection Group stationed at Perfect Match, if scrutinized, these undealt long-standing big deals spell trouble that even with every mouth explaining, Perfect Match wouldn’t stand a chance.
Looking at it from yet another angle, such long-term stable spending clients are not seen as pleasant surprises by headquarters anymore, and the client’s expenditure level can’t translate into extra bonuses for the employees. In other words, for Perfect Match’s owner, maintaining such customers is a continual income guarantee every year, but for grassroots employees, maintaining basic annual performance and thus salary stability is all that remains—no other benefits. Conversely, reacting calmly and adeptly to the Inspection Group’s pressure, dismantling a ticking bomb, could adorn one’s year-end work summary, becoming a highlight in one’s business achievements.
Considering comprehensively, Steward still agreed to the Inspection Group’s request, fully cooperating with them in the charade, packaging a teahouse maid hired heavily for her simplicity, into a daughter of a Cultivation Clan near Shen City—not a noble lady but a petite beauty of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. Her identity, resume, related documents were all complete, even boasting a diploma from Shen City’s prestigious Shishangquan Academy! The forgery techniques so proficient that even the Inspection Group was left in awe.
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February 16, 2018
Another bright and beautiful day, with the gentle afternoon sun shining on the snowy Shen City, the snow’s smile making this grand city with a population of millions gradually resemble spring.
Just like the girl’s subtle yet exhilarating smile at this moment.
The girl, dressed in an elegant pure white long gown, face fair as jade, with eyes like stars, resembles an ice fairy, but the life-infused smile gives her whole icy appearance an aura of liveliness, stirring hearts.
This is an indisputably stunning beauty, when she slightly arches the corner of her mouth, dimples faintly appearing...
"Fatty, wipe your drool clean and roll away as far as you can." Li Wanqing unceremoniously kicked Li Xinyu, sending the fatty rolling and crawling out of the booth.
Then Li Wanqing slightly furrowed her brows, casting an exceptionally critical eye over the white-clad woman before her, attempting to find flaws on her. But after a brief moment, she nodded vigorously: "Good, maintain this expression and posture, form muscle memory, and follow the plan once you meet Shi Buqing later."
"Yes, I understand." The woman calmly nodded in response, "Cai’Er certainly won’t let down all who have fostered me these days."
Li Wanqing remarked: "Everyone gets what they need—don’t ponder over letting anyone down or not. It’s a win-win cooperation. Just remember, if you can accomplish this, you’ll be worry-free for the rest of your life."
Cai’Er smiled: "Being worry-free isn’t really my concern; it’s just hearing about such a soul-searching for true love, I can’t help wanting to lend a hand."
Li Wanqing shook her head and chuckled: "Deservedly the top maid, your awareness truly stands out. Our high pay hiring you was certainly worthwhile."
Cai’Er giggled, then reverted her expression and demeanor to her previous form, once again becoming the Ice Fairy—impeccable, flawless.
Meanwhile, Li Chaolu spoke admiringly: "Truly a professional, Shen City’s finest, every gesture and action is just right, captivating. She’s definitely a standout among women."
Saying this, Li Chaolu glimpsed beyond the booth, though not voicing it, held some admiration for Li Xinyu’s fat-brained thinking.
Back then, when the group decided to find someone for help, fretting amidst limited time: how to choose the right candidate? Li Xinyu boldly proposed selecting by price—just hire Shen City’s most expensive custom maid—the famed Miss Cai’Er of Aifulu Building.
According to Li Xinyu’s understanding, as the maid culture flourished in Shen City and became an excellent part of traditional culture, naturally, the maid market had undergone stiff competition and matured. Price largely reflects quality, so choosing the priciest was generally error-free.
This reasoning was simple yet highly effective; when Miss Cai’Er presented herself before them, the stunning sensation was indeed indescribable. Regarding looks, Cai’Er might not possess a once-in-a-thousand-years beauty, even less so compared to Li Wanqing, but her enchanting femininity far surpassed everyone present, multiplied by two incomparable scores. After employing specialists for cosmetic enhancements, minor facial flaws vanished without trace, elevating her looks a whole tier, justifying the cosmetic fees spent beyond a shadow of a doubt.
With all this preparation now complete, the most critical step was about to unfold.
"Cai’Er, when meeting Shi Buqing later, remember not to answer his questions haphazardly. His characteristics are eccentric, loving perplexing questions to stump matchmaking candidates, so follow our scripted conversation closely. The White Sword at your waist... is a communication Magical Treasure that will convey our opinions to you in real-time."
Cai’Er nodded: "Understood, I’ll do as the sword says."
Saying this, the woman caressed the White Sword at her waist, smiling: "What a beautiful sword. Which master crafted it?"
The next moment, a youthful and pleasant male voice resonated in her mind: "Ah, indeed insightful; I am a Immortal Venerable merging Jiuzhou’s essence..."
Halfway through, interrupted by a young girl’s voice: "Hey, hey, hey, don’t spill your guts just because she’s pretty!"
Cai’Er smiled gently, glanced at Shen Qingming opposite, whose face was somewhat dissatisfied, obediently withdrew her hand from the White Sword, and nodded slightly: "Then, I’ll go wait in the booth."
Li Wanqing said: "Safe journey."
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Soon, Cai’Er arrived at the private room arranged for her by Golden Match, waiting for Mr. Shi Buqing’s arrival.
Sitting alone in the private room, Cai’Er’s smile appeared slightly restrained.
She had briefly gone through the information about Mr. Shi Buqing, whom she had been set up with for more than ten years. She knew this opponent was incredibly formidable, far beyond imagination. Previously, so many exceptionally qualified women failed to gain his approval... Such a picky client required her to use her utmost effort to handle.
However, Cai’Er was most adept at dealing with picky clients. She would not lose this match!
At 5:00 in the afternoon, Shi Buqing appeared punctually at the door of the private room.
As in every arranged date over the past ten years by Golden Match, Shi Buqing—Shen Jinghai always appeared at the meeting location precisely to the second, neither early nor late.
But compared to the past decade, Shen Jinghai was slowly growing weary of these endless failures, especially since the recent matchmaking candidates were progressively declining in standards, making him question whether it was time to end this persistence.
So much so that, when reaching out to push the door, there was an almost undetectable hesitation.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Jinghai showed no change in expression and pushed the door forward. Since he was already here, he might as well proceed.
The next moment, the door to the private room opened, and a serene, slightly smiling, flawless face appeared in view.
It was as if a thick cloud parted, and a brilliant beam of light suddenly descended, casting endless light.
Shen Jinghai felt that even the severe cold of February in Shen City seemed dispelled by this gentle smile.
The face meticulously crafted according to Shen Jinghai’s aesthetic standards had an immediate, remarkable effect upon first sight.
After standing at the door for three seconds, Shen Jinghai stepped in and cupped his hands in greeting, "Sorry for being late."
Cai’Er was about to smile and say it wasn’t late, but she felt a slight tremor at her slender waist; White Sword already had something to convey. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
So Cai’Er maintained her smile, yet the words she spoke changed to, "Then let’s make the most of our time."
Shen Jinghai’s eyes lit up. A woman who understood the value of time—even if just a few seconds—was rare over all those years.
After sitting down, Shen Jinghai glanced at Cai’Er and flipped open the menu, saying, "What would you like to order?"
Cai’Er said, "Chilled mixed vegetables, lotus bucket rice, Divine Sword pork tenderloin, and cool flower tea. Today, the head chef at Divine Sword Tower is Master He; the bucket rice and pork tenderloin are his signature dishes. Moreover, yesterday, Divine Sword Tower received a shipment of high-quality spirit vegetables, making the chilled mixed vegetables better than usual. Cool flower tea is their renowned specialty tea and should not be missed."
Shen Jinghai then closed the menu decisively, scrutinizing Cai’Er with a more playful attitude.
Despite the mask, Cai’Er couldn’t help but feel slightly uneasy. She didn’t know if saying those words according to White Sword’s instruction had any effect.
In fact, it was exceptionally effective. What Shen Jinghai admired most was a woman who followed rules, was efficient, and meticulous.
Even though the focus of a date at Divine Sword Tower was conversation, and the food was just an embellishment, a woman pursuing perfection should also seek excellence even in embellishments.
The seriousness Cai’Er displayed had already earned his considerable admiration.
Thus, Shen Jinghai began to look at the other more seriously—for over a decade, it was rare for a woman to reach this point, capturing Shen Jinghai’s careful observation.
He soon made an observation.
"Have you had cosmetic surgery?"
Cai’Er’s heart momentarily skipped a beat.
Clearly... the plastic surgeon promised that ordinary people absolutely wouldn’t notice the traces of surgery, so why...
