Qu Zian smiled helplessly and slowly stood up, "Alright, Yi’an and I will go check it out this afternoon."
Bi Xia also stood up, "Okay, then I’ll leave the rest to you. If you think it’s good, give me a call. I feel like I haven’t been to the Xia Family Cuisine place in a long time, even though it’s only been a few days since the opening."
Wen Yian laughed heartily, "Don’t worry, it’s even better than expected. You’ll be thrilled when you go back."
"It’s only the pre-opening now," Bi Xia sighed lightly, "what we need to see is after the peak opening period has passed..."
"Don’t worry, the prices are reasonable, the dishes are authentic, and there’s also strong promotional efforts. Plus, with a beautiful boss and two handsome guys in charge, there’s no way it won’t be a hit," Meng Chi teased, "And, you know, Uncle almost can’t get enough. Any social events, he drags them to Xia Family Cuisine, even bringing Auntie for some alone time."
Bi Xia raised a brow, "What about Chu Kuang?"
Meng Chi laughed, "Couldn’t handle the praise, ran over here with me."
The room filled with hearty laughter for a moment, and as they had arrived at the restaurant, the four of them discussed for a bit and decided to head to Gusui Town to see if there were any good places to eat.
"In that case, it could also become a major selling point to increase customer traffic," Bi Xia mumbled while eating pineapple rice.
Wen Yian: ...
Qu Zian: ...
Meng Chi: "...Boss, you’re getting too caught up in the money. Let’s just eat first."
Bi Xia disagreed, "What’s the problem? Who doesn’t develop a company to make money? The more money, the better. Don’t talk to me about ideals, that’s all bull, pure bull!"
"You never know, maybe some people really are in it for the ideals."
A calm voice spoke up, and the few of them turned their heads to see three people sitting behind them. Among them, the most noticeable was a man in a light blue shirt, smiling gently. He looked at Bi Xia quietly, his eyes seemingly calm and serene, like a deep, tranquil pool, exuding a faint aura of peace.
The man was not like An Yi’s fake refinement, but just one look at him, you could feel his inherent tranquility and elegance, truly fitting for this antique town, with a small brook flowing behind the shop and a gentleman inside, exuding a refreshing grace.
With twinkling eyes, Bi Xia suddenly curled her lips slightly and said coldly, "That’s pure bullshit."
No one expected Bi Xia to suddenly say that. Clearly, not even the man expected such crude language from Bi Xia.
However, Meng Chi and the others were completely unfazed. In fact, Meng Chi even commented on the newly served dish, evidently used to Bi Xia’s occasional outbursts.
An elderly man sitting with the other group couldn’t help but frown, "Young man, sometimes the level of one’s speech can reflect their character..."
"Are you saying my character is abysmal?" Bi Xia lazily lifted his eyes, looking at the elderly man with a faint smile, his lips slightly parted, "Not even my father has the right to judge me. Who are you?"
"You!" The elderly man choked, angrily pounding the table, while a younger man beside him stood up, staring at Bi Xia with a blank expression.
Seeing that man stare at Bi Xia, Meng Chi raised an eyebrow, his eyes cold as he slowly stood up, meeting the other’s gaze without flinching.
The man frowned slightly, just about to take a step forward, when the gentle man said calmly, "Sit down."
Though the man’s voice was gentle, Bi Xia could clearly feel the undoubted authority within it. With narrow eyes, Bi Xia thought, this man is not simple.
Thinking so, Bi Xia looked the man up and down again, then chuckled softly, turning to wave at Meng Chi, indicating him to sit down. Compared to her Fourth Brother, this man was far inferior.