The Scenery of Ice City is Good

About half an hour later, the plane landed at Ice City Taiping International Airport.

The group of four traveled from Magic City to Harbin, a journey of several hours. Upon landing, they found the city frozen solid, their breath turning into mist.

Zhang Yang simply wore a down jacket, his blood was surging, and he naturally didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

"Let's go." He waved his hand.

Bei Wei, wrapped up tightly, quickly moved closer to Zhang Yang.

Despite taking ample precautions to stay warm, this Rong City native still felt a bit overwhelmed stepping out of the warm airplane environment.

The two of them walked side by side in front, while Bei Jiajia and Gao Cong walked one in front of the other behind.

"Jiajia, Jiajia, wait for me!"

"You mama's boy, can't you walk? You make me wait for you," Bei Jiajia said angrily.

The group of four left the airport via the VIP lane.

Outside the station exit.

Zhang Yang walked out following the location given by Wen Yu and immediately saw the boy waving his arm high in the distance.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, over here."

Having seen the photo beforehand, Zhang Yang naturally recognized the other person at a glance.

"Wen Yu?" He stepped forward with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, it's me." Wen Yu stepped forward and gave Zhang Yang a warm hug. "Welcome to Harbin!"

Wen Yu was pretty much as Zhang Yang had imagined: Wen Yu, hospitable, and cheerful.

The first impression was very good.

"This is my girlfriend, Bei Wei," Zhang Yang introduced Bei Wei, who was standing next to him.

"Hello, sister-in-law!" Wen Yu bowed deeply as soon as she came up.

"Hey! How are you?" Hearing this "sister-in-law" made Bei Wei overjoyed, and she beamed with happiness.

Zhang Yang then introduced Bei Jiajia and Gao Cong.

Wen Yu glanced at Bei Jiajia and Gao Cong, who were standing a distance apart, and blinked. "Hello, Sister Jiajia, and hello, Handsome Gao."

Bei Jiajia greeted them politely, while Gao Cong, standing to the side, hurriedly responded.

If he could be Zhang Yang's friend, could things be that simple?

Sure enough, a moment later, Wen Yu led them to two cars: a Rolls-Royce Phantom and a Bentley.

"Brother Zhang, I'll take you to the hotel first, then we'll go eat."

As he spoke, he busied himself helping to put away the luggage.

Gao Cong stood aside, looking at the car in front of him, and thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Phantom Bentley... what a spectacle!

It was indeed extravagant beyond measure.

A moment later, Zhang Yang and Bei Wei got into the Phantom, with Wen Yu acting as the driver.

As for Bei Jiajia and Gao Cong, they got into Bentley. Wen Yu had specially called a driver from home for that Bentley.

Inside the Phantom, Wen Yu chatted with Zhang Yang from time to time, appearing quite talkative. Along the way, she also introduced the local customs and culture of Harbin.

"Brother Zhang, that place is freezing cold. Why don't you stay in Harbin for New Year's Eve? I'll take care of everything," Wen Yu advised.

He lives in the north and isn't particularly interested in the aurora borealis. Besides, Harbin's already cold enough in Harbin at this time of year; going to Mohe would be bone-chillingly cold. It's not worth enduring that kind of hardship just to see the aurora.

Upon hearing this, Bei Wei gently grasped Zhang Yang's sleeve, fearing that Zhang Yang might change his mind.

"I appreciate the thought, since I'm already here," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"That's true," Wen Yu said with a smile. "After all, it's a cosmic-level romance, truly a rare sight. Brother Zhang, I have a friend who owns a hotel in Mohe Arctic Village. You can go directly to him when you get there. I'll go and give him a heads-up."

"You're too kind," Zhang Yang said.

"Of course, of course, as long as you and your wife have fun, Brother Zhang," Wen Yu said.

A moment later, the car arrived at the Ritz-Carlton in Harbin.

Actually, Zhang Yang had visited Harbin and stayed at this hotel when he was in Beijing some time ago, so it wasn't unfamiliar to him.

Zhang Yang met up with Bei Jiajia and the others downstairs at the hotel.

Inside the reception lobby on the 54th floor, Wen Yu had already booked three suites for them: one Ritz-Carlton suite and two river-view suites.

Zhang Yang and Bei Wei stayed in a suite at the Ritz-Carlton. As for Bei Jiajia and Bei Wei, Wen Yu didn't even ask them before booking them each a suite.

The Ritz-Carlton suite is actually the presidential suite. Zhang Yang had stayed in this suite before, so this was a return visit.

"Wow, that's expensive. Your friend's expenses are a bit high..." Bei Wei whispered in Zhang Yang's ear.

She just checked, and putting everything else aside, the price of Ritz-Carlton suite is astronomical for just one night.

"I know," Zhang Yang smiled, without saying anything.

He had business dealings worth hundreds of millions with this "elder brother" that Wen Yu kept mentioning. It was only natural that others would arrange for their underlings to treat him well when they heard he was coming to Harbin. If he were too polite, it would be like being a stranger.

So just let others make the arrangements.

Soon after, they received their room keys and went to put their luggage away.

Upon entering the Ritz-Carlton suite, the sweet girl cheered and began to wander around like a curious child.

As for Zhang Yang, he walked straight to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

The Ritz-Carlton in Harbin is one of only two tallest buildings in the Harbin. From this height, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the entire Harbin skyline and the snow-covered Songhua River.

Visiting at this time of year offers a unique and beautiful experience.

Bite!

Congratulations, host! The event "A Thousand Cups of Wine Are Not Enough When Meeting a True Friend" has been triggered.

Event Details: During the host's stay in Harbin, a reward of two million will be given for each person who gets drunk.

The host has been temporarily granted the buff: Unfailing Drinker.

During the duration of this buff: The host is 100% immune to alcohol and will never get drunk (this buff lasts until the event ends).

While gazing absently at the scenery outside the window, Zhang Yang was also somewhat surprised as he examined the new buff he had just acquired.

This event, this buff—it's like he's going to become the god of wine himself!

The system's father has a stereotype that in Northeast China, you have to resort to alcohol to subdue people, right?

Okay, okay, let's get someone with two million under the table. This is a good idea.

He had just heard Wen Yu calling out to a bunch of friends to keep him company that evening, which would be a good opportunity to spend some time with them.

"Honey, I'm a little hungry," Bei Wei said, still excited, though a little embarrassed.

She didn't eat much on the plane today.

"Hungry? Okay, let's go down now." Zhang Yang said with a smile, putting his arm around the sweet girl.

A moment later, in the hotel lobby.

When the group met, Zhang Yang suggested that they go directly to the Chinese restaurant at the Ritz-Carlton for dinner, rather than going out of their way.

Everyone agreed.

This Chinese restaurant at the Ritz-Carlton specializes in Cantonese cuisine and has received very positive reviews.

Since they were guests, Zhang Yang and his companions ordered a few dishes as a token gesture before handing the menu to Wen Yu.

Goodness, this guy, fearing he wouldn't treat us well enough, went and ordered every single fancy dish on the menu: Wagyu beef duet, dried abalone, braised lion's head goose, coconut and scallop stewed with fish maw, sea cucumber...

"Alright, alright, that's too much of a waste. We're all brothers, this is going too far," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

This guy, his style is really... generous.

"There are so many specialty dishes, I don't know which ones will suit your taste," Wen Yu said with a smile. "Why don't you try them all..."

Gao Cong sat to the side, barely daring to breathe.

In just a short while, this person ordered all these dishes, each costing several thousand yuan. How many tens of thousands of yuan has this simple welcome dinner cost?

While Wen Yu is undoubtedly wealthy, this lavish hospitality—spending tens of thousands of dollars with a wave of his hand—who is he entertaining? It's none other than Bei Jiajia's brother-in-law!

This is a true master!

At lunchtime, Wen Yu wanted to order some wine, but Zhang Yang politely declined.

He had the buff active, and should have seized the opportunity to test its effects. However, considering he was going to dominate the battlefield that evening, and there was only one table of people at lunchtime, he decided to restrain himself and not rush things.

A table full of dishes, and unable to refuse the hospitality, Zhang Yang tasted each one; indeed, they all tasted quite good.

Gao Cong, who was standing to the side, almost swallowed his tongue while eating.

Holy crap!

It's not that he's unsophisticated; it's just that, for example, these two dried abalone cost four or five thousand each. Although his family is wealthy, they've never actually lived such a luxurious life.

"Waiter, bring this gentleman another serving of abalone." Wen Yu waved her hand upon seeing this.

Upon hearing this, Gao Cong's face immediately burned.

No... no need.

"Look at you." Bei Jiajia was speechless and pushed her two untouched abalones in front of him. "Eat up, eat up, haven't you ever had them before... Wen Yu, don't let anyone else serve so many dishes."

"It's alright, order whatever you like." Wen Yu smiled and insisted on ordering another serving.

The welcoming meal was a delight for both host and guests, who thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

Zhang Yang and Bei Wei went to the suite first.

Gao Cong looked at the table with most of the dishes left, and hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

"Wen Yu, could you... come here for a moment?" Bei Jiajia couldn't hold back any longer; her eyes flickered as she looked at Wen Yu.

She probably sensed the respect and flattery Wen Yu showed in front of Zhang Yang, which is why she mustered the courage to ask that question.

"Sister Jiajia, what is it?" Wen Yu quickly stepped forward with a smile and asked.

Gao Cong, who was standing nearby, also wanted to get up.

"You stay seated, this is none of your business," Bei Jiajia said, then got up and walked away.

Helpless, Gao Cong could only sit and wait.

There was no one else around, and most of the delicious food on the table was still left. He looked around and couldn't resist, so he quietly ate a little more.

In a distant corner.

"Sister Jiajia, please let me know if you need anything," Wen Yu said politely.

"Um... I'd like to ask you for a favor," Bei Jiajia said hesitantly. "You've noticed, Gao Cong is just a tagalong. My brother-in-law is kind enough to let him come along, but I really can't stand it anymore. Could you help me get rid of him?"

"There are many ways, but should we let Brother Zhang know about this?" Wen Yu asked tentatively.

"No need, my brother-in-law isn't close to him, frankly, this is my private matter." Bei Jiajia waved her hand and said, "So, are you going to help... find a way to make him stop bothering me on his own?"

"Brother Zhang isn't familiar with him?" Wen Yu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Help? Of course I'll help. It's simple. I'll take him out for some fun this afternoon, and then I'll get some photos for Sister Jiajia, okay?"

For trivial matters, nothing complicated, the simplest and most direct methods are naturally the most effective.

"That works, but what if he doesn't fall for it?" Bei Jiajia asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't exist." Wen Yu smiled, her expression certain.

"Okay, then... I'll leave it to you." Bei Jiajia said, glancing towards Gao Cong's direction from afar.

"It's nothing, it's my honor to be able to help Sister Jiajia."

After ending the phone call, Wen Yu returned to the restaurant.

"Hey, Wen... Brother Wen, where's Jiajia?" Gao Cong hurriedly wiped his mouth and asked somewhat awkwardly.

"Sister Jiajia went back first," Wen Yu said with a smile. "Handsome Gao, come on, you don't have any plans for the afternoon, right? I'll show you around."

"Take me around?" Gao Cong stammered, his face burning, thinking Wen Yu had flattered the wrong person. "Actually, I... how about you ask Brother Zhang out?"

"Brother Zhang is spending this afternoon with his wife." Wen Yu smiled and put her arm around his shoulder. "There are some activities I can't easily arrange with you, Brother Zhang. How about we come together and become friends?"

His eyes were sincere and earnest.

Gao Cong felt flattered and touched when he was looked at like that.

This...

Who is this person that they would take the initiative to ask to be friends with him?

How could I not recognize this?

"Okay, I'll go." He took a deep breath and nodded quickly. "By the way, do you really not need to pack all this stuff?"

Gao Cong couldn't help but ask.

After all, there was no one else around, and he felt that asking this question wasn't beneath him, considering that this table of food easily cost tens of thousands.

"This?" Wen Yu looked at it with amusement. "Alright, I'll have someone pack it up for me later. Let's go, let's go first."

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In the afternoon, Zhang Yang, holding his little sweetheart, had a deep and in-depth discussion about life in the Ritz-Carlton suite on the top floor.

Since he gained a special buff that freed him from worrying about causing trouble, he has become even more unrestrained.

The sheets were always soaking wet, leaving no room to step.

"It feels cool." Bei Wei shivered as her skin touched the damp sheets and she snuggled into Zhang Yang's arms.

"Cool?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile. "Who was just saying it was scalding hot?"

Bei Wei covered her face with her hands, her cheeks instantly turning bright red.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows lies a snow-covered winter wonderland, with glimpses of the distant Ice and Snow World.

The suite was warm and cozy.

Zhang Yang, holding his little sweetheart, leisurely enjoyed the afternoon in Harbin, savoring this day before the New Year.

Later, around three or four o'clock.

Bei Wei's phone suddenly rang.

"Come on." Zhang Yang lay on his back, from which angle he could see Bei Wei's fair and smooth back.

"Hello, Jiajia?" Bei Wei answered the phone.

"Sister!" Bei Jiajia's voice was clearly audible. "Honestly, I really regret agreeing to let Gao Cong come along. You have no idea..."

"What's wrong with you guys?" Bei Wei exchanged a strange look with Zhang Yang and continued to ask.

"This afternoon, I unusually wanted to ask Gao Cong out for a walk, but guess what? He went out with two women on either side of him." Bei Jiajia's voice sounded unusually angry as she rattled off a long string of words.

As Zhang Yang listened, he sat up in bed.

"Gao Cong and Wen Yu are together?"

Bei Wei hung up the phone, her brow furrowed.

"That Gao Cong, I never expected such a seemingly upright young man to be like this in private..."

"You don't think it's a coincidence, do you?" Zhang Yang chuckled and immediately called Wen Yu.

"Hey, Brother Zhang?" Wen Yu's laughter on the phone sounded a little weak.