453: Chapter 442: Is this How Your Parents Taught You?
453: Chapter 442: Is this How Your Parents Taught You?
Watching Hao Ying’s slightly resentful tone, Song Yuxue sneakily smiled at Song Yun, the meaning was clear without words.
Seeing the young girl’s naive expression, Song Yun glared at her.
“Song Yun, what have you been up to recently?
You seem quite busy,” Hao Ying stared at Song Yun and said.
“What else could I be doing?
I’m idle all day,” Song Yun replied with a smile.
“Stop kidding, I heard you opened a nightclub, and it’s even claimed to be the best one in Sunan.
I wonder if it’s really that good,” Hao Ying rested her chin on her hands placed on the table and said.
“A few of my friends went to check it out, and they said it’s indeed not bad, and it’s not too chaotic.
Overall, the standard can really be considered top-notch.”
“Haha, just earning money wherever it’s possible, right?
Many people know how to run a nightclub, but if they all did it like mine, they’d definitely lose money,” Song Yun said.
“They’re playing with small capital, earning money from drinks, but my way of making money is different, and I can constantly adjust the nightclub’s atmosphere.”
As the two of them were chatting, the food was quickly served, especially a few signature dishes that were prepared right before their eyes.
Watching the chef’s cleaver flying up and down, there was an indescribable sense of harmony.
“Eat, eat, in a few days, I must go check out your nightclub.
With our relationship, you have to give me a discount,” Hao Ying said as she poured a glass of wine for Song Yun.
“Don’t even mention a discount, just drop my name when you go there, and you won’t be charged a cent,” Song Yun said as he lightly sipped the wine.
“What have you been up to recently?
I’ve heard nothing about you.”
“Me?
After that incident, I’ve barely left the house.
Only recently have I been allowed to go out for a breather,” Hao Ying clinked glasses with Song Yun and said, “I originally didn’t want to go to the gathering today, but I had to show my face since it’s all from the same system.”
“Once your home is part of the system, that’s just how life is,” Song Yun said as he put a few slices of roast duck into a pancake for the young girl.
“But our ‘second generation’ in China has already been branded with a bad name.
Judging by your appearance, I’m afraid the people at today’s gathering aren’t exactly fine company.”
“Indeed, they’re always surrounded by followers, afraid of not being recognized by others,” Hao Ying sighed.
“Seeing their rambunctious ways, I didn’t even feel like eating there.
Luckily I ran into you today; otherwise, I’d certainly be harassed by them again.”
“Great, I’ve become your shield,” Song Yun shook his head and smiled.
“Hmm, this chicken stew with mushrooms is really good, definitely worth the price.
Much better than what you’d get in some small restaurant outside.”
The waiter nearby couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his eye upon hearing this.
Damn, how much would a small restaurant charge for a dish, at most a hundred, right?
How much do we charge here?
Eighty-eight hundred, just the ingredients alone are much higher quality.
“Motherfucker, do you even know who I am?
I came in here just looking for one person, and I’ll leave soon after.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but our guests are dining.
Please do not disturb them.”
“My God, did you hear that?
This son of a bitch said I can’t disturb them, haha, impressive, very impressive.
You better get out of the way, or watch your head.”
“If you continue to make trouble like this, I’ll have to report it upstairs.
Do you think you can just barge into the Emperor’s Rooms?”
“Motherfucker, it’s just a private room.
It can’t be that impressive.”
Overhearing the commotion outside, Song Yun put down his chopsticks, intending to go have a look, but Hao Ying shook her head at him, “It’s just a few people from the gathering being ignorant.
It’s good for them to learn a lesson.”
The argument outside seemed to intensify, with one party wanting to get in while the hotel staff blocked the entrance.
Anyone sitting in the Emperor’s Rooms was their hotel’s highest-paying customer, and they should enjoy imperial privileges.
Naturally, it was right for the hotel staff to block these upstarts for the sake of their emperors.
“Alright, alright, I know the Dunhuang Hotel is mighty.
I won’t force my way in, okay?
Go inside and tell the people there that Wang Chuan wants to come in, and ask if they’ll let me,” said the lead young man named Wang Chuan.
“Please wait a moment then,” a staff member said as he pushed the door and came in, then looking at Song Yun, he asked, “Mr.
Song, there are some people at the door who want to come in.
What do you think?”
Inside the Dunhuang Hotel, Song Yun had been listed as a top customer, a rule established by Tom himself, so it wasn’t surprising that the staff recognized him.
Song Yun took a sip of wine and smiled, “Hao Ying, they’re making a scene at the door, and who is this Wang Chuan anyway?
I’ve never heard of him.”
“Hmph, just the son of some big shot from the province, utterly vulgar, and he even wants to chase after me, without looking at what he’s like,” Hao Ying snorted.
“We can’t let them make noise at the door, though.
Let them in,” Song Yun gestured with his hand.
The staff member nodded and went out, and soon, seven or eight people walked in from outside, the young man leading them was Wang Chuan.
Seeing Hao Ying sitting leisurely with a man, drinking wine, a surge of anger welled up in his heart.
He recklessly pulled out a chair and sat down, looking around he was astonished to find that not only was Hao Ying a beautiful woman in the private room, but there was also another cute and lovely little beauty, which appeared so tender and pitiable.
“Beauty, how about we be friends?” Wang Chuan said with a cheeky smile as he sat next to Song Yuxue.
Song Yuxue, having seen plenty of profligate young men abroad, those who far surpassed Wang Chuan in status, thought that even the playboys abroad played at a more sophisticated level than these locals.
Just thinking about this group of people, whose lives revolved around drinking and women, she had no good feelings toward them.
“Brother, this dish is really tasty,” said Song Yuxue as she scooped up a spoonful.
“Open up, ah~”
Song Yun opened his mouth and ate the food from the spoon, then gave a thumbs-up, “Indeed, it’s good.
Take the recipe with you when you leave, so you can make it at home.”
“Hmph, country bumpkin, ate the food and now you want the recipe?
Acting like you own the hotel,” Wang Chuan sneered at Song Yun.
“I’m a country bumpkin sitting in the Emperor’s Room while you, Mr.
High-and-mighty, were still outside shouting, wanting to get in,” Song Yun said sarcastically.
“Young man, you should show gratitude.
I let you in, yet you respond with hostility.
Is that how your parents taught you?”