Chapter 196 - 190: Peace Restaurant

Chapter 196: Chapter 190: Peace Restaurant

"Uh..."

The bald elite scratched his head in bewilderment. He thought, "Bro, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you! Hitting exactly where it’s the most awkward, huh!"

Unknowingly, his form of address had changed due to the appearance of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Looking into Mr. Su’s sincere eyes, the bald man chuckled awkwardly. "Just now I... I was wishing you a safe journey, and a pleasant time in Shanghai!"

"Oh."

Su Yunzhou got a rather uninteresting answer and waved goodbye.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom started up amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, looking incredibly out of place and domineering in the flow of traffic.

Qin Wan’Er seemed a little nervous sitting in the car. Although she was a Shanghai local, her family background was ordinary. This was her first time experiencing a luxury car of this caliber, and it indeed felt extraordinary.

Su Yunzhou, on the other hand, nonchalantly brought out the drinks and snacks placed to the side.

Though it was also his first time riding in one, he appeared very relaxed. After all, with money in his pocket, he had nothing to panic about. This was the confidence Tong brought him.

"Wan’Er, what would you like to drink?"

"Ah! Um! Soda water!"

After she took the water, the cabin fell into a brief silence.

Qin Wan’Er genuinely didn’t know what to say.

Su Yunzhou took out his phone and messaged the girls one by one to let them know he was safe. Then, he turned his gaze to Qin Wan’Er. He decided he needed to preemptively answer during their conversation later, just to avoid another "YES" incident.

Qin Wan’Er lowered her head in embarrassment. Sensing his gaze, she inexplicably felt her body grow a little hot. She started pondering what she should do tonight—should she take the initiative, or just act coy?

She thought, "Ugh! This is too hard!"

Seeing the slightly silent atmosphere, the driver sensibly began introducing the cultural and historical sights along the way, naturally highlighting the Peace Restaurant, which was only a few years shy of its centenary.

Only then did Qin Wan’Er realize the Rolls-Royce was from there.

She secretly checked the prices on her phone. The Peace Restaurant only had one pick-up and drop-off service package available online. This package included a suite for the night, the transfer service, lounge access, and more.

The price was a mere 88,888 yuan.

She held back a gasp of surprise, then looked around the spacious cabin and sighed internally. She thought, "He’s so rich and can do whatever he wants!"

The Rolls-Royce weaved through the traffic and soon arrived at their destination—the Peace Restaurant.

A bellboy opened the car door and greeted them respectfully. Su Yunzhou stepped out with a smile, and Qin Wan’Er followed behind him, looking a bit constrained.

The renowned Peace Restaurant came into view.

As a landmark of Shanghai, it boasted a profound historical and cultural heritage and had hosted numerous foreign dignitaries and historical figures. It was not just a hotel, but a witness to the historical shifts of Shanghai.

The two walked inside.

The lights in the first-floor lobby cast a dazzling array of colors. The patterns on the walls were extremely beautiful, giving off an overwhelming sense of history.

Su Yunzhou checked the time and said, "I’ll go check in first. We can figure out what to eat for dinner in a bit."

"Okay!"

Qin Wan’Er nodded obediently, bearing an expression that said she would go along with whatever he decided.

A waiter led Qin Wan’Er to a seating area in the lobby and thoughtfully served her a cup of tea, while another guided Su Yunzhou to the massive reception desk.

"Welcome!"

The receptionist bowed slightly with a polite smile, then quickly registered his accommodation information. Upon seeing he was a guest for the Shahson Suite, her attitude became even more respectful.

After the check-in was complete, a bellhop delivered Su Yunzhou’s luggage to his room. Meanwhile, he found Qin Wan’Er sitting in the lounge area, her back ramrod straight as she struck an elegant pose.

She really was beautiful, though—especially the curve of her waist, which was evident from the restless gazes of the nearby men.

However, there was no cliché drama of a beautiful woman being hit on, only for Su Yunzhou to step in and slap some faces.

The sky darkened, and the evening lights were lit. The streets glowed with a radiance that had illuminated history for countless years.

Looking at Su Yunzhou’s handsome face, Qin Wan’Er only felt her heart racing.

"Mr. Su, I originally wanted to take you to eat at a famous local cuisine restaurant, but I just asked and couldn’t get a reservation. So, I had the waiter book us a table at the Dragon and Phoenix Hall upstairs. Is it okay if we eat here?"

Su Yunzhou nodded nonchalantly. "Sure!"

Qin Wan’Er put on an embarrassed expression again. "Mr. Su, I..."

"Haha!" Su Yunzhou smiled and said, "Just say whatever is on your mind! You’re a hero who saved a life!"

Qin Wan’Er took a deep breath. "We agreed that tonight’s dinner would be my treat, so..."

Reading her thoughts from her cautious demeanor, Su Yunzhou nodded. "Then I’ll loosen my belt and let you make the arrangements tonight!"

His gentleness in this moment greatly eased Qin Wan’Er’s nervousness.

She had already made up her mind to spend a fortune, but she was afraid that her splurge would just look like an everyday expense in someone else’s eyes. Fortunately, Mr. Su was so approachable.

A moment later, the two arrived at the Dragon and Phoenix Hall, led by a waiter.

The environment here was elegant, with luxurious decor. The tables and chairs were exquisitely arranged, all exuding a rich classical beauty.

For a guest of Su Yunzhou’s caliber, the restaurant staff had naturally been notified by their supervisor. Thus, a top-tier waitress was dispatched to serve them. She was a beautiful woman with two dimples when she smiled. Her speech and manners were impeccably polite, leaving no room for complaint.

She proactively guided the two of them to a table with a view of the river.

"Mr. Su, miss, this is our menu for tonight."

Su Yunzhou said smoothly, "Let this lady order."

Flattered, Qin Wan’Er took the menu and generously ordered a few signature dishes.

After confirming the dishes, the waitress politely withdrew.

While waiting for the food, the two chatted casually. Su Yunzhou’s lack of airs increased Qin Wan’Er’s Affinity towards him even more. If he could see the Affinity score, Su Yunzhou would undoubtedly be greatly surprised to find that Affinity could jump in tiers.

Not long after, two cold appetizers were served. Old Shanghai smoked fish and crispy cucumber—the plating was exquisite, and the portions were appropriately refined.

At this moment, two more guests walked over from not far away.

A potbellied, bald, middle-aged man walked in, accompanied by a woman with a curvaceous figure. Surprise and a hint of unnaturalness flashed across their faces. Upon recovering, the bald elite let out a hearty laugh.

"Haha!

"Mr. Su, what a coincidence!"

"Indeed!" Su Yunzhou nodded.

At that moment, the two flight attendants also exchanged glances, their internal information completely failing to align.

Seeing his somewhat aloof attitude, the bald elite tactfully excused himself and led Lingling to sit on the other side. Between people, a sense of boundaries was very important—especially when facing a low-profile local tycoon like Mr. Su.

After taking her seat, Lingling outwardly maintained a passionate facade for the old bald sugar daddy who promised to buy her two designer bags. Yet, her eyes couldn’t help but steal glances at Mr. Su. The more she looked, the more handsome he appeared, and the more he exuded that irresistible charm.

This was especially true when the waiter respectfully said, "Mr. Su, thank you for choosing to stay at our Peace Restaurant.

"This bottle of Hennessy X.O is a small token of appreciation from our restaurant. Please accept it."

He simply waved his hand breezily, perfectly showcasing the low-key luxury of the wealthy.

It was Lingling’s first time seeing a hotel gift wine to a guest; one could only imagine how much power Mr. Su wielded. She then looked at the nine-hundred-yuan bottle of red wine her little bald sugar daddy had ordered. Though it was already quite good, it inexplicably felt leagues lower in class.

She thought, "Sigh. Qin Wan’Er, you scheming bitch. You usually keep such a low profile, but you end up snagging a billionaire right off the bat. So jealous! No. I need to think of a way to squeeze more benefits out of tonight too."