books44 Chapter 443 Wangjing Tower
Chapter 443 Wangjing Tower
Jia Aiguo was still savoring his joy and excitement when he said irritably, "Go back to what? Can we even go back? Do we even need to go back? We're used to being carefree here. I can't stand going back to the miserable life of a street cleaner and having to face my haggard wife."
"What about your family on your side?"
“My parents have wives to take care of them, my children are all grown up, and I’ve sent them a lot of money back home. Isn’t that great?” Jia Aiguo said dismissively.
Zhen Zhiqiang raised his glass to offer a toast, but brushed it off vaguely. He was the only son in his family, and it would seem disrespectful not to go back.
"Come on, let's drink!" Jia Aiguo didn't take it too seriously. This kid wasn't ruthless enough, but he was easy to manipulate. "Don't say I'm not taking care of you. Tomorrow at noon, I'll take your sister-in-law to Wangjinglou for lunch. You can bring your wife out for a chance encounter and let your sister-in-law give her a piece of her mind."
"Thank you, thank you for your kindness, Brother Jia. You are so reliable. I will definitely book the best private room at Wangjinglou tomorrow and look forward to your and your wife's arrival."
The two exchanged another bawdy joke, and Gao Yida quietly left. What's the current situation with those two women? Have they submitted? Where are their companions now? Are they still needed? It seems I'll have to go to Wangjing Tower to meet them tomorrow.
The Wangjing Tower, with its green tiles and white walls, stands taller than the surrounding buildings, its exterior magnificent. Inside the restaurant, the walls are carved from old teak wood, and palace lanterns hang throughout the long corridors, creating a tranquil and secluded atmosphere, reminiscent of a secluded paradise. One wonders, however, which "jing" is being gazed upon in this "wangjing" (望京)?
"Sweetie, do you remember the rules I just taught you? Before entering a private room, knock gently on the door and wait for the guest to reply 'come in' before you enter. Remember, remember, never barge in recklessly, or I can't save you if you offend someone important!" The lobby manager instructed again. He had no choice; young girls these days are very precious, and few of them work. They all rely on 'becoming beautiful' to take shortcuts and make easy money.
Sigh, the guests in the penthouse insisted on female waitresses, saying they didn't want to disturb the lady of the house. What a ridiculous excuse, the lobby manager couldn't help but think to himself: "They're just an old man with a young wife, worried the lady will be seduced by a younger man."
Thankfully, a female server came in this morning. She was of average appearance, and apparently, she also wanted to earn money for plastic surgery. The lobby manager shook his head; he didn't care. This world has gone mad; let's just live in the moment.
The waitress named Tiantian is, of course, Gao Yida, who is also Song Tingnan in disguise.
She carried the tray upstairs again and again until the guests upstairs asked her to leave.
Song Tingnan said in a pretentious tone, "Manager, the guests in the private room said they don't need my service for the time being. Can I rest for a while? I've made so many trips."
"Okay, okay, all you need to do today is serve the guests in that private room well!" The lobby manager was very easy to talk to, and after all, she was the only female server!
Inside the private room were Jia Aiguo and the others, whom they had already met—two men and two women. "Yaqi, this is my colleague Zhen Zhiqiang, and this is his wife. They are both Chinese. You can visit them when I'm busy in the future."
"Sister-in-law, hello! Please feel free to ask if you need anything in the future. This is my wife, Chu Yile. You are about the same age and both Chinese. Please keep in touch with her in this foreign land..."
The two men chatted happily, occasionally helping the women with food, peeling shrimp, and pouring tea, while the women didn't say much.
Yaqi could still smile and nod politely; Chu Yile, on the other hand, kept a straight face and didn't say a word.
If one didn't know the true nature of the two men, one would surely be deceived by their gentle, refined, understanding, and considerate words and actions.
After watching them finally finish their meal, Song Tingnan hurriedly went to the lobby to wait for her pager. She had just hidden herself behind a small window when she heard nothing useful, and her legs went numb from squatting, making her feel very frustrated.
Sure enough, the upstairs staff soon notified us to clear the tables, and several waiters finished their tasks together.
Jia Aiguo instructed, "Arrange a private seat in the lobby downstairs and brew a pot of Biluochun tea." He then pointed to Song Tingnan, "Brew a pot of health-preserving tea suitable for women here and bring it over. Wait outside at a distance and wait for instructions from inside."
"Yes!"
A short while later, Jia Aiguo and Zhen Zhiqiang came downstairs and entered the private room.
Song Tingnan, carrying a teapot and tea set, knocked on the door and entered. Two women sat facing each other, the atmosphere not very harmonious. She poured the tea and then left.
This time, she didn't crouch by the window again, but obediently stayed three meters away from the private room.