Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 21

Chapter 21: Cola

By the hotel window, Wei Zhi paced back and forth, clutching her phone. She resembled a mouse tiptoeing on boiling honey – torn between the sweetness and the risk of drowning.

"Stop pacing," Jiang Nanfeng said, exasperated.

"He might just be wealthy. Lao Yan mentioned that they're different from resort instructors. Resort instructors charge 900 yuan per day and the resort takes a cut. These guys charge by the hour, starting at several hundred yuan, and keep it all."

Wei Zhi halted abruptly and turned around.

Jiang Nanfeng continued, "According to Lao Yan, your shifu has a group of disciples. Someone capable of taking on so many students probably charges even more."

"Uh," Wei Zhi responded.

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Nanfeng asked, "So how much did that big shot charge you?"

Wei Zhi fell silent.

It started at 400 yuan per day, then became free.

In the end, she even received a pair of snow goggles worth 1,000 yuan just for the lenses.

Doing business like that wouldn't lead to wealth; it might cost him his underwear.

Incredulous, Wei Zhi moved to the mirror, examining herself closely.

Apart from a new pimple on her nose tip caused by the dry northern heating, her face was the same as she remembered – round face, round eyes, fair skin with barely visible pores where there were no pimples.

Not unattractive, but certainly not stunning enough to captivate a tycoon at first sight.

Wei Zhi had enough self-awareness to know this.

"Stop looking," Jiang Nanfeng's voice drifted from behind the mirror.

"Some people win 5 million in the lottery; you can't argue with that. Maybe it's good karma from a past life."

Wei Zhi didn't believe she had such luck.

Anxiously moving away from the mirror, she picked up her phone and opened WeChat, finding the Crayon Shin-chan avatar.

After hesitating, she typed:

[Little Girl Ji Ji: I looked up the lenses and found that snow goggles are quite expensive... Should I pay you back?]

After sending this, her hand hovered over the transfer button, wondering how much would be appropriate.

The goggles showed signs of use, so she couldn't pay the full price for a new pair.

He wouldn't accept that anyway.

But how much should she discount for second-hand?

It was this year's model, so maybe 98% of the original price?

As she hesitated, about to search for comparison prices on Xianyu, the phone screen lit up with a new message.

[Chong: No need.]

[Little Girl Ji Ji: Then I'll return the goggles. They're too expensive—]

[Chong: Return what? I don't want to hear you crying for half an hour on the ski slope over a pair of goggles. What I've given you is yours. The price doesn't matter.]

Shan Chong had no ulterior motive in saying this.

The subtext was simply:

"The price doesn't matter because I didn't buy them anyway."