MADAM'S IDENTITIES SHOCK THE ENTIRE CITY AGAIN [2]

401-405 Chapters

However, he could have just invited them to a normal restaurant. After all, what kind of city was Beijing? Unlike Rao City, you could find wealthy gentlemen here at every turn.

The Fu family was considered pretty reputable in Rao City, but in Beijing, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons were everywhere, their family background was not enough.

At most, Fu Ge could spend money to book a fairly high-end restaurant to treat them. Every high-end clubhouse in Beijing only accepted reputable people. It was already difficult for himself to enter, but he wanted to treat everyone there? Wasn't he just tooting his own horn, insisting on safeguarding his pride?

Having come from the top circle himself, Wen Ziyu couldn't appreciate such fake behavior.

He glanced at the location address Fu Ge had sent him, deleted the message, put his phone in his pocket, and walked outside the school gate.

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402. Ye Wangchuan's 'Ordinary' Mongolian Hot Pot

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Qiao Nian didn't know that the person she had randomly met at the campus actually knew Fu Ge.

She had already arrived at the supposedly authentic Mongolian hot pot place.

''Miss Qiao, we're here.''

The car drove into a quaint alley and stopped outside. It was Saturday, and Ye Wangchuan seemed to have taken her to a tourist attraction, as the narrow alley was full of bustling tourists. All sorts of different accents could be heard, along with many small shops of 10 square meters on both sides of the road. These shops sold porcelain, antiques, ad beaded necklaces for 10 yuan.

She thought it would take a long time to get to the place he wanted to eat at. Who knew that after walking for a while, they stopped in front of a courtyard.

In the front street, the chatter of bustling tourists was very loud. A distance of one street away was a winding path, quiet and leisurely.

A big sweet-scented osmanthus tree was also planted in front of the door.

Osmanthus flowers were most fragrant in October, and its faint scent could be smelled all along the way.

Seemingly familiar with this place, Gu San said with a smile, ''Miss Qiao, this is the place. This restaurant's Mongolian hot pot soup is very delicious. It can be said to be the most authentic in Beijing. Usually, diners need to reserve a table half a year in advance, and most people can't eat it.''

Looking up at the eaves of green brick and green tiles in front of her, Qiao Nian said leisurely, ''Mm-hm, I can tell.''

Yuan Yongqin had bought her a courtyards house in Beijing.

It cost nine digits.

The location was not as good as this, and it was not as big either,

A Mongolian hot [ot store in such a place was basically a private kitchen.

As long as the word ''private house'' was affixed, it was not a place that diners could eat at casually.

The price was as authentic as the taste!

Ordinary people might not even have heard of this place, nor would it appear on review apps. After all, most people couldn't afford it, let alone comment on the taste.

''Let's go.'' Ye Wangchuan was familiar with this place and led Qiao Nian in.

Qiao Nian didn't care, she could afford it herself. But she couldn't reserve a place, so she followed him in very casually.