Conglomerate Children Who Look Poor
chapter 26
What dream did she have to come to such a luxurious place like this Homeland Kitchen restaurant?
“Maybe he wants to find a part-time job here!”
“Hahaha. We're still in college afternoon, can't dong he take a part-time job now?”
“Hahaha. I think he came here secretly because he couldn't afford to pay for college today! He's here for work so he can make a little money! Better to skip first than later issued because you can't afford to pay for college!”
The five girls laughed because they understood Afzal's condition and then gossiped.
Whitney with her cold expression scoffed at Afzal with a question. “Afzal, do you really choose work instead of attending afternoon lectures? Listen, yeah. This cannot be allowed, I will report this to the student section so that you can get a point deduction penalty! So it's useless you can pay for college because you definitely won't graduate because your points are less.”
Victor sneering. Actually Victor was upset because Afzal did not mince words to greet him, even though Victor was the vice president of students. During this time Afzal was helped by his academic achievements to continue studying even though his financial condition was very bad. But Victor is not sure Afzal can continue to survive without the support of a student union to get a campus subsidy.
“My goal here is not to find a part-time job. I'm here to book a place for dinner.”
Afzal replied with intonation and a different way of speaking than usual. He begins to feel tired and frustrated with the actions of Whitney and her friends who relentlessly insult and make fun of him.
Without waiting for the reaction of his interlocutor, Afzal headed straight towards the receptionist.
“What? Did he really book a place for dinner?
Whitney and her friends were stunned for a while and her mind was increasingly filled with aggravation and disgust towards Afzal.
“Afzal, would you like to book a place for dinner? Oh, my God, you realize that, anyway? Do you know how much food is here?”
Whitney stared coldly and sharply as Afzal was an idiot.
Whitney thinks that Afzal must be crazy. What dream did Afzal have to think that he could afford the price of food in Homeland Kitchen?
“Beautiful, you know this guy?” The manager asked Whitney with a smile.
Judging from the appearance and dress of Afzal, the manager concluded that Afzal would not be able to pay to eat there.
Food prices in restaurants range from one hundred and fifty dollars per serving.
The cost for booking a special room is two thousand five hundred dollars, that cost does not include food and drinks.
Homeland Kitchen is famous for its excellent taste and food quality and its strategic location on Mayberry Commercial Street.
For customers who buy food for one hundred and fifty dollars, then they can only eat on the ground floor. There is a price charged for the place and each floor varies in price.
The restaurant manager felt that it seemed like Afzal would not be able to pay, even the cheapest. Actually he did not intend to demean Afzal, but he was curious because it seemed that between Afzal and Whitney knew each other.
“Of course I know him! This guy is famous at Mayberry University for his poverty! So poor he can't even afford the tuition and daily meals!”
“True and now he wants to order dinner at the restaurant?”
Two of Whitney's friends spoke and are now standing behind Whitney.
Victor shook his head while laughing and said, “That's it, Whitney. Who knows if he's here because of Danny or something? Maybe he was just told to book a place?”
“True too, yes..”
The manager smiled kindly at Afzal and said, “Master, may I know the room you booked is in your own name or on behalf of your friend? I don't mean anything, I just want to confirm your order. Oh yes, want to order which package?”
Afzal was relieved by the friendliness and manners of the manager at the restaurant, it turned out that she was not an arrogant woman.
Afzal nodded and said, “I booked the room on my own behalf. I will treat my friends to dinner and for that I order three tables.”
“Hahaha. You order in your own name and will even treat a lot of people? You must be kidding?”
Whitney fell to the point of having to hold her stomach.
Even though they have finished making the payment, but no one wants to move on. They were curious to see the continuation, how will Afzal pay for the room he ordered.
Afzal took a look at the proffered menu list and nothing seemed interesting. If he wanted to treat his friends with super good food, then he would have to pay a little more.
After a while of weighing, Afzal replied, “I order a menu package of six hundred dollars per person! Please prepare for three good tables!”
“Good, Sir, please pay five thousand dollars as down payment!”
The manager smiled faintly, while Whitney and her friends were shocked. Afzal turns out to order a package that is much more expensive compared to the meal package given by Victor for all of them!
What does he mean by ordering expensive packages for his friends? What will he eat? Spicy chicken flavored potato slices?
Crazy one! This guy is completely insane!
He is that rich!
It's ridiculous!
Afzal remained indifferent and calmly took five thousand dollars from his backpack and put it on the table in front of the manager.
Whitney remained silent for a while.
“Okay, Afzal! You really have money to eat well! But remember, I will never again help you to get a subsidy! You won't get the least to pay for your tuition next semester!”
“Thank you for caring about me, but I already paid my tuition.”
Afzal no longer knew what to say to the woman.
Although beautiful, Whitney was very arrogant and looked one eye at those who were poor. He only wanted to be kind to his rich friend, instead always humbling and oppressing his poor friend.
Afzal remembered Mila, the girl he had met in the auditorium yesterday. Afzal gets the impression that Mila is a good girl, beautiful and a little quiet. Afzal remembered his heart trembling when his eyes met with a look at Mila in the auditorium some time ago. Too bad he wasn't there.
Whitney was shocked.
“What did you say? Did you pay for college this semester? And you just paid five grand? You seem to have a lot of money now? What...what is this?”
“Oh, I won the lottery.”
Afzal was desperate. If he did not immediately provide clarification, then this woman would continue to demand answers. Afzal decided to continue his lie.
“You won the lottery? How many?” Whitney kept on searching.
Whitney realized that Afzal was not kidding, this time he became a very royal. First he had already paid a deposit of three tables of five thousand dollars! He also needs more money for extra drinks later tonight. The restaurant is famous for its best wine. At least Afzal needs to prepare 10 thousand dollars for dinner later.
In other words, Afzal must have won over thirty thousand dollars. No, he must have won over fifty thousand dollars or even more. Otherwise, there was no way he would be this loyal.
“Uh..no, not much, kok.”.
Afzal closed his backpack and left the restaurant.
Why would he explain everything to Whitney?
After all, Afzal does not want any more business with him.
“What? So he won the lottery? What's special? Can't he compare to a real rich guy, dong!”
Victor tried to calm Whitney down. He could understand that Whitney was being riled up, because Afzal was talking to her with a slightly arrogant look.
“Here you go, Whitney, what's the point of you being angry with someone like Afzal? Later if I go to college, I'll ask Danny and his friends to take care of the arrogant boy!” Victor said coldly.
“You're right! Why is he so arrogant, even though he only won a hundred thousand dollars?”
Whitney's friends also calmed her down.
But then Whitney had an idea. He had to pry all his information including how much money Afzal had from winning the lottery!
