Broke? I'm Sitting on a 100‑Million Contract
After closing a 100-million-dollar business deal, I dip into an ordinary-looking cafe by the street on a whim.
"I'll have a cup of cappuccino, please."
The waitress, who's immaculately dressed, rolls her eyes at me before sashaying toward me. In a fake, nasally tone, she says, "I'm sorry, but there aren't any servers here. I'm the owner of this place."
She eyes me up and down before continuing, "The prices here are relatively high for regular people. Are you sure you want to order coffee from me?"
I pause in the act of massaging my temple. Finally, I scan around the cafe.
"Your cafe is nothing to look at. Are you saying that you're not going to serve regular people, then?"
The owner's
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