A moment later, Li Fuyou spoke again, "Amo, go and send out invitations to those young masters and say that I, Li Fuyou, would like to invite everyone to gather at the Dongfeng Restaurant."
"Sure, young master, should it be scheduled for..." Amo started to ask.
"Let’s do it tonight, arrange the kitchen staff to prepare well. Go now." Li Fuyou felt that he couldn’t just sit back and wait for his doom at this time; he needed to first win over those young masters. These young masters often dined out, and their family businesses frequently entertained guests at restaurants, making them all potential patrons.
Moreover, those people had often frequented Dongfeng Restaurant in the past and had a good relationship with him.
"Understood, I shall make the arrangements right away," Amo said, grasping the intent of his young master, and quickly got everything ready.
Li Fuyou, having made the arrangements, was in a rather good mood; his crimson lips curled slightly as he snorted with contempt, "Hmph, thinking that Dongfeng Restaurant will fall so easily, not so simple."
Evening arrived quickly, and Li Fuyou was on time, waiting in the elegant private room of Dongfeng Restaurant; the kitchen had everything ready, just awaiting his order to serve the dishes.
However, Li Fuyou waited and waited, and after a quarter of an hour, those young masters were still unwilling to come.
His brows knitted together tightly, his face dark as coal, he worked hard to suppress the unpleasant emotions rising within him.
A little while later, still none of them had shown up, not even Amo had returned. Li Fuyou’s temper was on the verge of exploding at any moment.
At this time, Amo was imploring those young masters, hoping they would gather with his own young master. However, no one agreed, the reason was simple; they were all proper gentlemen and could not associate with someone rumored to be involved in homosexual relationships, lest they be misunderstood. Moreover, today’s Dongfeng Restaurant was not as prestigious as before, and they were in no mood to muddle through the mess.
Amo had no choice but to return and report. Disappointed, he came back to Dongfeng Restaurant, trying hard to conceal his dejected mood so as not to let his young master notice, "Young master, let’s not wait any longer. Those young masters are unable to come today. They happen to be busy; we can reschedule for another day."
"Oh? Then tell me, which day will they come?" Li Fuyou scoffed, his deep eyes frighteningly intense.
Amo didn’t know how to respond and stayed silent, suddenly hearing his young master’s voice, cold as piercing bone, "Amo, you’ve been with me for quite some time, and you should know my temper. Are you starting to lie to me too now?"
"Would not dare? I think you dare quite a bit," Li Fuyou scoffed, suddenly yelling, "Out with it now!"
Left with no other choice, Amo could only tell the truth in a halting voice, "Young master, those young masters can’t come. Because of your reputation outside, they feel they can’t be seen with someone suspected of homosexual relations, for fear of gossip."
"Hahaha." Hearing this, Li Fuyou suddenly laughed uncontrollably, not having expected that even he, Li Fuyou, would face such a day, taken down by this issue. He noted every one of those who had made him look bad, vowing to get back at them one day, "Hehehe."
"Young master, young master." Such behavior from the young master worried Amo; his young master had faced one blow after another recently, how could he handle it all?
After Li Fuyou’s uncontrollable laughter subsided, he finally stopped smiling, his face ominously dark, his eyes filled with hatred towards the Chu family’s eldest son and Yuelai Restaurant.
"Amo, let’s go back."
"All right, young master."
Amo drove the carriage, and the two of them returned to Li Mansion.