yournovel Chapter 417: We should at least be mindful of our limits!
Chapter 417: We should at least be mindful of our limits!
Chapter 417: We should at least be mindful of our limits!
"Otherwise what? Could it be fake? I wouldn't be wrong!"
The hostess's face flushed with excitement, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
He looked as if he had discovered a treasure, gesturing wildly as he spoke:
"You must have watched 'I Am a Singer,' right? The one who just went in had that signature hairstyle, exactly the same as on stage. As soon as she walked in, Liang Qiaobo called out to her, 'It's definitely Shang Wenjie!'"
"Wow! The one in charge of the Auspicious Hall should be Sister Zhen, right?"
"It seems so. After I dropped the person off, I didn't dare go inside with them..."
Compared to the two easily startled young girls, Sister Zhen appeared much more composed, standing quietly by the wall of the private room with her hands elegantly folded in front of her.
She was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, the hem of which hung down smoothly without a single wrinkle.
He appeared calm and composed, but his fingers unconsciously clenched, again and again, as if using this subtle movement to relieve his tension.
After all, there was no prior warning, and no one informed her that the Lucky Hall would be hosting a group of big stars tonight!
She even secretly wondered if her supervisor was also completely unaware of this.
She recognized Liang Qiaobo very quickly.
One of the little girls wearing a hat took off her mask, and the face that was revealed instantly felt extremely familiar to her.
Almost instantly, she recognized the person as Lin Su from "The Voice of China".
Shang Wenjie's graceful appearance seemed to momentarily numb her mind.
What was particularly eye-catching was the handsome young man sitting by the window with Lin Su.
After Shang Wenjie entered, the two exchanged only brief pleasantries and introductions. He overheard someone calling him 'Mr. Y'?
However, Shang Wenjie's actions are quite intriguing.
Shang Wenjie bypassed everyone else and extended her hand to this 'Mr. Y' first, shaking his hand warmly before turning to Lin Su.
While the seating arrangement might have played a role, her keen intuition told her that this handsome young man must be an important person.
Despite his young age, he exudes a unique confidence and composure in every gesture.
Sister Zhen quietly observed the actions and words of everyone in the private room.
At this moment, the distinguished guest, referred to as 'Miss Wang,' turned her head, looked at Sister Zhen, and said in a crisp voice, 'Beautiful lady, everyone is here. Please serve the dishes.'
As if by muscle response, Sister Zhen nodded hastily, quickly banishing the chaotic speculations and distracting thoughts from her mind.
She gave a perfectly timed smile and replied in a soft yet clear voice, "Okay, Miss Wang, I'll go tell the kitchen to start cooking right away. Please wait a moment."
Say it.
Sister Zhen turned around, took a step, pushed open the door, and walked out of the private room.
The moment the double doors quietly closed behind her, she quickly pulled out a walkie-talkie from her pocket, adjusted the channel slightly, and kept walking while urgently speaking into the walkie-talkie.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, where are you now?"
A moment later, a steady, slightly hoarse male voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.
"what happened?"
Sister Zhen took a deep breath, trying to calm her still somewhat agitated emotions, and said quickly, "Let me tell you, several big stars came to the Jixiang Hall today, Brother Yang, did you know about this?"
"what!?"
The other person was clearly taken aback, drawing out the last syllable of their voice, full of surprise and doubt.
Sister Zhen's lips moved slightly, and the next moment, a rapid-fire voice came from the walkie-talkie in her hand:
"What celebrities? The person who booked this private room was recommended by a regular customer. I even interacted with her this afternoon, but I didn't realize she was a celebrity then—oh right, I'm suddenly confused. She brought a few celebrities to dinner, right? Who are they?"
“Lin Su! Shang Wenjie! And Liang Qiaobo…”
"What? Lin Su!"
……
After exchanging a few pleasantries with everyone, Shang Wenjie sat down in the empty seat next to Liang Qiaobo.
She slowly removed her sunglasses and mask, revealing a heavily made-up face.
While seemingly casually tidying the hair behind her ear, she was actually glancing at Yu Huan diagonally across from her out of the corner of her eye.
Even though she already knew that "Mr. Y" was a young man who had just graduated from university, seeing his outstanding appearance in person still genuinely surprised her.
He sat there with an upright posture like a pine tree, his face with distinct features, and his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes exuded an innate heroic spirit.
In this respect, she was in no way inferior to the idol male stars she had seen in the entertainment industry.
Yu Huan seemed to sense something, slightly raised her eyes, and when her gaze met Shang Wenjie's, her expression remained unchanged, with a polite smile on her lips, and she nodded gently.
He then naturally looked away and whispered a few words to Lin Yourong.
Lin Yourong was smiling slightly when she noticed that Shang Wenjie seemed to be constantly looking at Yu Huan.
Her smile froze slightly, and then she subtly shifted her body, moving closer to Yu Huan, her arms lightly touching.
Their intimate demeanor makes it clear to anyone that they have a very close relationship.
This prompted Sister Ru, who was standing nearby, to lightly kick Lin Yourong's calf under the table.
What the heck is going on?!
Although they had discussed it beforehand and agreed that it wouldn't hurt for people in the industry to know that she had a romantic relationship with Yu Huan, they should still be mindful of their boundaries in public!
After all, the two of them spend every day together, and it's impossible to completely suppress some of their little habits.
For example, Su Su really likes to tug at Yu Huan's arm...
If I had known, she would have sat in the middle...
As the host of this dinner, Sister Ru felt that Lin Yourong had secretly retaliated against her.
But she remained calm and asked Shang Wenjie with a warm expression, "Wenjie, how did you get here?"
Shang Wenjie remained calm, her thin lips parted slightly, and she uttered three words: "Take a taxi."
Just say it.
He pursed his lips slightly, placed his hands on the edge of the table in front of him, and looked down at the table, seemingly having no intention of speaking again...
She is known in the industry as aloof and not very talkative.
Sister Ru didn't seem to mind, and nodded slightly. She then smoothly steered the conversation toward Liang Qiaobo, asking with increasing enthusiasm, "Teacher Liang, what would you like to drink? I have two bottles of baijiu stored here." Liang Qiaobo adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, revealing a friendly smile.
He said in heavily accented Hong Kong-accented Mandarin, "Ji Yan and I both have things to do tonight, so we'll just have some baijiu (Chinese liquor)."
A hint of doubt flashed across Sister Ru's originally smiling eyes, and she began to wonder.
It feels like they're talking about completely different things.
If you have something to do, why are you drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor)?
Sitting next to Liang Qiaobo, Hu Jiyan had been paying close attention to the conversation. Seeing the puzzled look on Sister Ru's face, he smiled and leaned forward to explain:
“Jingru, in Hong Kong, baijiu refers to white wine, and the drinking preferences are quite different from those on the mainland. They are more Westernized and don’t usually drink our traditional baijiu.”
Sister Ru immediately understood, nodded slightly, and a relieved smile appeared on her face: "Oh, I see."
As she spoke, Sister Ru stood up briskly and instructed Hu Jiyan directly: "The dishes are about to be served, so I'll go and make the arrangements right away. Old Hu, please take good care of Teacher Liang and Wenjie for me."
"Go ahead, let's chat first." Hu Jiyan agreed readily with a smile.
Seeing this, Liang Qiaobo quickly said, "I really don't like traditional baijiu. No need to go to so much trouble. A beverage would be fine too. If you have juice or tea, that would be great."
Upon hearing this, Sister Ru's smile widened, and she waved her hand, saying, "Teacher Liang, it's rare for us all to get together for a meal, how can we just make do with whatever we can!"
After saying that, Sister Ru turned around and walked towards the door with a swift and decisive motion.
Stepping out of the private room, Sister Ru paused slightly, then slammed her palms together, a crisp "smack" echoing through the rather empty hall.
She frowned slightly and muttered to herself unconsciously:
"White wine? Where am I supposed to get white wine? I can't just grab any bottle to make do, can I? As a Hong Konger, according to Lao Hu, Liang Qiaobo drinks this stuff all the time, so he must be a very picky drinker."
There's a lot to know about wine, and she had very little exposure to it, so she knew nothing about it, especially white wine, which is even less common.
She frowned, her steps hurried, and she walked quickly towards the elevator.
Thinking to myself, no matter what, I'll go check out the wine cabinet first.
Just as I reached the elevator door, a crisp "ding" rang out, and the elevator doors slowly slid open to both sides.
Inside, a portly man was about to step out, carrying an exquisite Moutai gift bag. When he looked up and saw Sister Ru standing in front of him, his face instantly lit up with a warm smile.
His smile almost overflowed from the corners of his eyes and brows as he hurriedly greeted her, "Hello, Miss Wang!"
When Sister Ru saw the newcomer, she forced a polite, formulaic smile and glanced at the bag in his hand. Without exchanging pleasantries, she asked directly, "My guest doesn't drink Moutai. Do you have any white wine here?"
Upon hearing this, the man, who was taking a step out, suddenly stopped and quickly took a step back, turning to stand on the inside of the elevator.
He nodded vigorously and said solicitously, "Yes, yes, Miss Wang, please come with me, I'll take you to see it right away."
"It has to be something high-end, not some fake or cheap wine!" Sister Ru stepped into the elevator, very worried.
He pressed the elevator button, patted his chest, and confidently assured her, "Miss Wang, you can rest assured. All the wine here is sourced from legitimate channels. The quality is absolutely top-notch and can withstand scrutiny."
The elevator doors slowly closed.
Upon hearing this, Sister Ru said with some skepticism, "We have wine experts, you know. What if I bring the wine up and the experts taste it and give it away? It would be a small matter if you lose money, but I would lose face big time."
The voice just fell.
A clear and urgent shout suddenly came from the walkie-talkie hanging around his neck.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, I've arrived at the entrance of the Auspicious Hall. Have you arrived yet? Let's go in together."
The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the gently moving elevator.
Yang Ge's thick lips trembled slightly. Without thinking, he raised his hand and pressed the call button on the walkie-talkie rapidly.
He stammered in response, "Xiao Zhen, I'm with Miss Wang choosing wine right now. You take good care of our distinguished guest, and be careful in everything you do. Just make sure nothing goes wrong, understand?"
"OK--"
In a flash, Brother Yang turned off the walkie-talkie, quickly turned to look at Sister Ru beside him, and put on a smile again.
But a hint of embarrassment lingered in that smile.
However, when he thought of the task the manager had solemnly entrusted to him, Brother Yang took a deep breath and coughed slightly.
He braced himself and continued, "Miss Wang, let's be frank. The guests you invited are all well-known figures. Even if we had ten thousand lives, we would never dare to skimp on the drinks."
Upon hearing this, Sister Ru smiled gently and said, "I also chose this place for my dinner because of a friend's recommendation and the privacy it offers."
"I know!"
Brother Yang nodded vigorously, his eyes wide and his face serious. He hurriedly emphasized:
"You can rest assured, we take the privacy of our guests very seriously, especially our VIPs in the Auspicious Hall!"
Just then, with a crisp "ding," the elevator came to a steady stop, and the doors slowly opened.
"Ah."
Sister Ru remained calm, nodded slightly in response, and then stepped out of the elevator.
At this moment, the dining hall on the first floor is in the midst of its peak dining season, with a constant stream of soft noises coming in waves.
Yang stepped aside to let the guests entering the elevator pass by, and quickly caught up with Sister Ru.
With a smile plastered on his face, he hurriedly said, "Miss Wang, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."
Upon hearing this, Sister Ru paused slightly, turned her head, and said, "Oh? What is it? My guests are waiting."
As they spoke, the diners' chatter rose and fell.
Amidst the noisy background, Yang Ge swallowed hard when he heard Sister Ru's indifferent tone.
His smile remained, but he forced his lips upward, creating an even deeper curve, and took a step forward to shorten the distance between himself and Sister Ru.
He said almost in a whisper, "Miss Wang, as you probably know, white wine isn't very popular here. If you're looking for a white wine that's as high-class and presentable as the Moutai you have here, we don't have any at the counter right now."
"Oh?"
Hearing him pondering, looking hesitant and with something in mind, Sister Ru turned to the side, her eyes full of inquiry as she looked at him.
Yang's voice suddenly lowered, almost whispering, as if afraid of being overheard: "It's like this, our warehouse has stored a few bottles of Montrachet for an old customer—"
"Meng Haxie?" Sister Ru looked completely bewildered.
Seeing her puzzled look, Brother Yang quickly held up the bag of Moutai he was carrying, explaining, "Just like Moutai's status among liquors, Montrachet is also the best white wine. And Miss Wang, rest assured, it's definitely not fake. Miss Wang, you're a distinguished guest, so naturally I'll prioritize your needs first—"
(End of this chapter)