The next second, Chu Xiaoxin stepped into the car. "Even if it hurts, we have to spend it first. These ungrateful bastards, just because I haven't spent money quite as much lately, they all think I'm down on my luck and want to jump in to steal Judy's thunder! Do they think I'm some fake Young Masters' Club? Fifty thousand dollars, that'll scare these bastards to death. Let's go! Let's spend the money!"
After driving back to the Dulles Hotel and entering the room, Song Tianyao began to instruct Chu Xiaoxin on what to pay attention to that evening. Other behaviors were not important, but there were certain things that could be said, certain things that could not be said, certain things that had to be said, certain things that should be said after drinking, and what kind of expression to use when saying them, etc.
Only after confirming that Chu Xiaoxin had remembered everything clearly was he allowed to leave for Lichi to prepare for the gold sprinkling.
Second Young Master Chu may not be good at much else, but he's a master of romance, drinking, and pleasure-seeking. Upon arriving at Lichi, before Manager Jin could even greet Chu Xiaoxin or ask why he'd arrived so early—just past 1 PM—a stack of 50,000 yuan was already shoved into the other man's hands.
"Ah Jin! I've booked the entire Shanghai Restaurant tonight. Set up a large table for twenty-six people in the main hall. If it's just some abalone, shark fin, and sea cucumber—the kind of food poor people eat—don't blame me for flipping the table. Also, book Judy and her sisters for the whole hour to celebrate with me. And send your men to invite those brothers for me. Oh, and by the way, I haven't seen Zhang Yuliang lately. Send someone to the Zhang Family to invite him over too; I have something to tell him."
Manager Jin grinned broadly, fawningly tapping his fingers rapidly across the stack of banknotes. "Young Master Shun, your generosity will surely bring you great fortune and good luck. No problem, I'll arrange it for you right away. Tonight, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. I'm not Young Master Shun, but if even the Shanghai Restaurant at Lichi doesn't satisfy you, then there's no other restaurant in Hong Kong Young Master Shun can."
After Chu Xiaoxin finished speaking, he walked straight into the backstage of the dance hall with his head held high to see Chen Judy, who was putting on makeup and rehearsing her dance backstage. Song Tianyao took out a stack of small red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to Jin Deming: "These are Red packet that Young Master Shun asked me to give to Manager Jin and your subordinates. Young Master Shun Manager Jin Xin is in a good mood today, so I'd appreciate it if Manager Jin could help make the event as good as possible. Also, please arrange for someone to invite the people you want to invite as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, don't worry, thank you Secretary Song, I will definitely handle it properly." Jin Deming took the Red packet and began to instruct his waiters to do their work.
Once Song Tianyao was inside and could no longer see anyone, the head waiter, Brother Fei, leaned close to Jin Deming and clicked his tongue, saying, "Booking the entire restaurant plus these singers would cost at least 40,000 yuan. Before, it would only cost a few thousand to ten thousand yuan for the whole night. Tonight, he suddenly threw out 40,000 yuan? Has this guy surnamed Chu found Cheung Po Tsai's hidden treasure?"
Jin Deming tossed Red packet to the other man, his comically large head now displaying a stern and authoritative expression. "Silence! Find some well-behaved brothers and send them to help this Second Young Master Chu invite his friends! Put away your pathetic airs! Unless the Mr. Choi Fat issues an order, even if I die, I have to smile at the guests! Get down and get to work!"
Chapter 108 Is Li Yunzi Delicious?
In the center of the lobby of the Lichi Shanghai Restaurant, beneath a large Italy crystal chandelier, sat a huge double-layered glass rotating round table seating twenty-six people. The group of playboys who used to call Chu Xiaoxin their brothers were all seated around the table, some with female companions, others with Songstress. Each had already drunk several glasses of wine, their faces flushed and their spirits high, chatting idly with Chu Xiaoxin, who sat at the head of the table. Meanwhile, the Lichi singers and performers were all staring intently at the dishes being served on the round table.
In the past, a feast of abalone, shark fin, and sea cucumber was considered a grand banquet for the wealthy. But now, abalone and sea cucumber were merely served as garnishes in cold dishes. The hot dishes featured top-quality ingredients such as pangolin, golden ringed snake, civet cat, black-boned chicken, cordyceps, fish maw, scallops, and fish lips. Even the seasoned singers, who had seen their share of the world, were speechless and eagerly awaited the final course.
Song Tianyao, Gao Lao Cheng, Chen Xingfu, and the drivers and attendants brought by other wealthy young men were placed in two corners of the main hall, where two tables were set up for banquets. The dishes were naturally not as plentiful as those on the main table in the center, but the tables were piled high with chicken, duck, fish and meat, and everyone had a bowl of shark fin soup in front of them.
Song Tianyao held a teacup in his hand, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally falling on Zhang Yuliang, who was sitting to Chu Xiaoxin's right. From entering the restaurant to taking his seat to drink, Zhang Yuliang's performance was impeccable. He could call out the names of every member of the Young Masters' Club and Zhang Yuliang present, and after a few casual words, he could burst into knowing laughter with them. At this moment, he had become the central figure at the banquet. Even Chu Xiaoxin was holding his wine glass and looking at Zhang Yuliang, listening to him talk about the romantic and interesting things he encountered when he went to study in the United States.
Smooth, shrewd, and fond of showing off—that's the state Song Tianyao observed in Zhang Yuliang at this moment. If this guy really is like that, then his collaboration with Fuk Chung Trading to rip off Likang and then using his cunning to gain the lion's share of the benefits is indeed in line with his style.
"Young Master Shun, esteemed guests, I wonder if you were satisfied with tonight's meal? I specially invited the chef who prepared this meal to come out and say hello." Manager Jin walked in from outside the restaurant with a smile and greeted the guests warmly.
Behind him followed a middle-aged man wearing a white linen shirt, and behind that were three young men in snow-white chef's uniforms, carrying silver trays.
Everyone at the table stopped drinking and eating, knowing that this was the restaurant's final dish, meant to seal the meal. Chu Xiaoxin, sitting in the main seat, said to Jin Deming, "Ah Jin, my friends all think the previous dishes were quite good and edible. They're just waiting for this last dish. If it's good, there will be a reward; if it's not, they'll be ready to flip the table."
Jin Deming laughed and moved closer to Chu Xiaoxin: "Young Master Shun, the restaurant also has chefs who can make things like monkey brains and bear paws, but the northern flavor is a bit too strong and might not suit everyone's taste. So tonight, we specially invited Master Li from the Taishi Residence in Guangzhou to prepare this meal. I've never seen him before, so I came here to broaden my horizons."
Master Li bowed to the guests at the table, instructed the three chefs behind him to place the tray in the center of the banquet, and then personally removed the silver cover to reveal the last dish.