"Alright already!" Dongzi curled his lip. "What’s all the fuss about? What if someone sees us? Don’t you feel embarrassed?"
"What’s there to be embarrassed about? This is the Earth Respect Private Room at the House of Wuhu, not open to the public, only members can enter!" Xie Min said excitedly. "If my older sisters knew about this, they’d be green with envy! Heh, they never looked up to you before, but now, it just proves that my choice was right!"
"Oh my, such a trivial matter, why let them know about it?" Dongzi shook his head.
"Of course, they must know!" Xie Min, thrilled, pulled out her phone. "Come on, take a few photos of me first!"
Dongzi was speechless but took a few photos for Xie Min, who began excitedly posting to her social circle.
Dongzi glanced over and quickly said, "Hey, don’t write it like that. This is the Earth Respect Private Room, not the best room at the House of Wuhu!"
"It’s not?" Xie Min was astonished. "This room is already amazing; I’ve never seen anything like it in my life!"
"The best room is the Tianzun Private Room!" Dongzi said. "Just don’t write nonsense, what’s with the social media posts anyway!"
"There’s even a Tianzun Private Room?" Xie Min was wide-eyed with disbelief. "Where is it? I’ll have to check it out later!"
"Just forget about it, the Tianzun Private Room, is that something just anyone can enter?" Dongzi said. "Think about it, even President Wan couldn’t book the Tianzun Private Room, what are you hoping for? That means there must be even more important guests in the Tianzun Private Room tonight!"
"Really?" Xie Min was even more shocked. "That means tonight, the House of Wuhu is a gathering of VIPs!"
"Just don’t cause trouble for me, that’s all!" Dongzi waved his hand. "Come on, sit down, wait for President Wan and the others to arrive!"
"President Wan and his group won’t be here for a while. I’ll go for a walk, this place has a great atmosphere; I’ll take some pictures!" Xie Min didn’t wait for Dongzi’s approval before she left.
Dongzi looked helplessly resigned. With a wife , what could he do?
However, when they married, Xie Min’s family didn’t think highly of them, only Xie Min herself persisted. Thus, he could still tolerate Xie Min’s little quirks.
Xie Min wandered around outside, taking photos as she walked, brimming with excitement—after all, she rarely got to come here.
Suddenly, she spotted Qi’er helping Auntie Wu up the staircase below.
Xie Min was initially stunned, but then sneered, "Oh, you’re here to join the excitement too? You’re dining at the House of Wuhu? Just because you stayed in a presidential suite, do you think you’re something special?"
Xie Min directly went downstairs. She had felt a loss of face in the afternoon, so now she wanted to reclaim it.
"Well, if it isn’t Auntie Wu!" Xie Min pretended to bump into her accidentally.
"Dongzi’s sister-in-law!" Qi’er quickly greeted her sweetly.
"Little Min!" Auntie Wu was overjoyed. "My, bumping into you here is such a delight! Where’s Dongzi?"
"Dongzi’s upstairs, in the Earth Respect Private Room, waiting for guests to come and dine!" Xie Min said with pride written all over her face. Official source ıs NoveI~Fire.net
You are in a downstairs private room, but we entered the upstairs Earth Respect Private Room. Can that even be compared?
Staying in a presidential suite shows you have money. But entering the Earth Respect Private Room? That’s not just a matter of having money; it says something about status!
"Oh, Dongzi is here too?" Auntie Wu, unaware of the difference between the rooms, happily said, "Great, we’ll go up and chat with him in a bit."
"There’s no need for that, why should you bother yourself!" Xie Min said cheerfully, "In a little bit, I’ll have him come down to find you. By the way, which private room are you in?"
"I’m not sure, Qi’er, which room is it?" Auntie Wu asked.
"Room number nine," Qi’er answered.
Hearing this, Xie Min sneered inwardly; a room with a number? That just sounds like a very ordinary room. Even if it’s room ten, what difference does it make? Can it compare with the Earth Respect Private Room?
"Number nine, got it!" Xie Min nodded immediately. "We’ll come down to find you in a bit!"
"Sure, we’ll be waiting for you!" Auntie Wu said with a smile.
"Don’t worry; we’ll definitely come!" Xie Min nodded, smiling. Of course, she had to bring Dongzi down; she wanted him to see Su Yang and the others sitting in an ordinary private room. Otherwise, there wasn’t much point in being in the Earth Respect Private Room!
After parting with Auntie Wu, Xie Min hurried back to their private room, excitedly telling Dongzi about running into Auntie Wu.
"Auntie Wu is here?" Dongzi asked, visibly pleased. "Where is she? I’ll go see her now!"
"No rush, they’re eating downstairs; we can stop by on our way out!" Xie Min laughed. "I even got their room number, nine. Let’s go down a bit later. Otherwise, if President Wan and his group arrive and can’t find us, wouldn’t that be impolite?"
"That makes sense!" Dongzi agreed. "Let’s wait a bit longer then."
It wasn’t long before the door to the private room opened and President Wan, his wife, and a few others walked in.
After exchanging greetings, President Wan introduced everyone. When Dongzi heard the identity of the leading individual, he was astounded. This person, named Nan Biancheng, belonged to the Martial Family from the provincial city!
The Martial Family had countless members, and because they were a martial arts family, those with the greatest strength gained the most prominence.
Nan Biancheng, however, was one of the rare individuals in the Martial Family who didn’t practice martial arts. But his standing in the family was not low at all, for he managed seventy percent of the Martial Family’s assets. It could be said that the family’s current splendor was inseparably linked to his contributions!
Nan Biancheng’s status within the Martial Family was much like how Hou Shilin’s current status was in the Hou Family.
Dongzi had naturally heard of Nan Biancheng and knew of his status, which was hundreds of times higher than President Wan’s. No wonder President Wan was so eager to arrange things; this was indeed a VIP!
After the warm greetings, everyone settled in. President Wan laughed and said, "Ah, President Nan, you are too modest. I arranged two presidential suites for you, but you didn’t stay and had them cancelled, instead going to a small hotel. That makes us look bad as hosts!"
"Eh?" Dongzi exclaimed in surprise.
"What’s wrong?" President Wan looked over, puzzled.
"No... nothing..." Dongzi’s lips were quivering as he thought back to what Master Fang had said that afternoon. They negotiated with someone, who then gave up two presidential suites. And now, Nan Biancheng just happened to give up two presidential suites—could it be such a coincidence?
Could it be that Master Fang and the others moved into the presidential suites vacated by Nan Biancheng?
But how could that be possible? Who could have such immense influence as to make a big shot like Nan Biancheng give up his room? Even Chen Biao, the local heavy in Zhongchang City, would hardly dare to suggest such a thing!