Tianyuan Grand Hotel sat by the banks of the Huai River, in a famous scenic area. It was a century-old Chinese restaurant with an expansive lot, a main building, and a courtyard. The Little Peach Garden private room was in the courtyard.
The courtyard had a dozen or so private rooms, each named after a term from the classic Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
There was a parking lot for the courtyard. Zhang Hao and Hu Gang got out of the car, while Xiao Mei led the way and Zhang Yihu followed. The two cars went to the parking lot.
The place was quiet, with antique-style interiors and imitation antique furniture. As soon as they walked in, they caught the attention of quite a few waitresses. Zhang Hao drew the most attention. They couldn't help glancing at him, but were too embarrassed to stare, leading to a peculiar sight: they'd look once, turn away, then look back again despite themselves.
Zhang Hao smiled ruefully. He regretted getting himself into this more than ever; he had only himself to blame.
Hu Gang muttered, "He's practically a male peacock..."
Zhang Hao turned to look at him. "What did you say?"
Hu Gang shuddered and hurriedly replied, "N-nothing. We're here, right here!" He pushed the door open, nearly breaking into a cold sweat. He didn't know why, but the longer he spent with Zhang Hao, the more pressure he felt.
Inside the private room stood a red sandalwood table and imitation antique Round Chairs. Two waitresses were assigned to the room. The moment they saw Zhang Hao, their faces flushed, and they seemed at a loss. They'd served in private rooms for years and had seen all kinds of people, but Zhang Hao left them completely dazed.
The impact was overwhelming. One of