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After all, Old Wang still fondly remembers Yishiju.
She had been talking about it several times, and today Su Yu herself wanted to go.
The Versace backup group even had someone reserve a spot in advance.
Then let Old Wang have another free meal.
Before long, the group arrived at the gate of Yishi Residence in a horse-drawn carriage.
A waiter from the shop came over to show us the way.
Little Fatty Versace was still the first to excitedly run upstairs.
He has always been very enthusiastic about eating.
Su Yu and Ruoruo walked slowly behind.
Wang Qinian, who is usually very enthusiastic about eating, didn't follow along at this moment.
Su Yu turned her head and glanced at it.
It turned out that Lao Wang had run into Deng Ziyue, a colleague from the Censorate, outside.
Deng Ziyue was passing by on business when he saw Wang Qinian having dinner at Yishiju.
I couldn't hide my doubts and curiosity.
When did Wang Qinian become so generous?
Wang Qinian happened to catch a glimpse of Deng Ziyue out of the corner of his eye, so he smiled and waved.
"Brother Deng!"
Deng Ziyue's eyebrows furrowed like caterpillars as he asked curiously.
"Brother Wang, what brings you to eat here?"
Wang Qinian chuckled.
"Brother Deng, shall we go together?"
"Let me introduce you to an interesting young friend."
Deng Ziyue smiled and waved his hand.
"Thank you for your kind offer, Brother Wang. Let's do it another day."
"I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."
After saying this, Deng Ziyue bowed and took his leave.
On the one hand, he did have other things to do.
On the other hand, Deng Ziyue also understood this very well.
Since there were friends present, Wang Qinian was definitely the one who would freeload off the meal.
Of course, he was sensible enough not to try and freeload anymore; it wouldn't be appropriate.
Wang Qinian smiled and then turned and entered Yishi Residence.
With the tacit understanding of his long-time colleagues, he naturally knew that Lao Deng would not come in.
His invitation, well, it was just a formality.
Before Su Yu and Wang Qinian arrived at the dinner table.
Just in the blink of an eye.
The chubby boy who went up to the third floor first had already gotten into a conflict with someone.
Ichishi-ju is one of the most prestigious and luxurious places in Kyoto.
However, there are indeed quite a few wealthy people in Kyoto.
Every day around noon, officials, wealthy young men, talented men, and beautiful women would come over.
The first floor is usually crowded, and those with some money in their pockets often don't want to book a room there.
The second floor is relatively less crowded; it's just that (Zhao Hao) has to spend a little more money.
Last time Wang Qinian came, he booked a table on the second floor.
Of course, the reason he could be so generous in booking the second floor was entirely because Su Yu was paying for it.
As for the third floor of Yishiju, it's not a place anyone can go up just by paying money.
The third floor is quiet, and without the proper status, one certainly cannot go up there.
The table that Versace booked today is on the third floor.
Versace is the son of the Marquis of Sinan, so booking a room on the third floor of Yishiju is quite easy for him.
But little did anyone know, he had only just reached the third floor, panting heavily.
They discovered that the spot they had reserved was already occupied.
Versace looked at the waiter, his face full of doubt.
Did he get the location wrong?
The waiter who brought the Versace was also completely bewildered.
He repeatedly assured him that the location was correct, as he had reserved it in advance for this young master Fan.
Why are people sitting there?
He was also very puzzled by this.
But those who come here are all distinguished guests.
The waiter didn't dare to offend anyone, so he had to ask the manager for instructions first.
I also asked the other guys if anyone had messed things up.
They led their guests to their own guests' table.
However, the waiter had only just finished telling Versace that he would be waiting a moment.
Before he even returned, Versace had already decided to go and chase him away himself.
We can't just stand outside and wait for Mr. Ke and his group to arrive.
What's going on?
Moreover, he wanted to invite his husband over for dinner today, so he had someone make a reservation in advance.
How embarrassing would it be for me to make such a scene?
Thinking about all this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
Although under Su Yu's guidance and Ruoruo's constant admonitions...
Versace has now largely stopped mentioning the looting and vandalism.
But he came from the prominent Fan family and was the only son in the family, unlike those from the countryside.
He had been pampered since childhood and was always the center of attention.
They've always been a bully in the streets, how could they possibly put up with this kind of nonsense?
Besides, it wasn't his fault today; it was someone else who took his seat.
So Versace lifted the curtain and rushed into the hall.
He headed straight for the seat he had reserved.
Chapter 81: Versace gives Guo Baokun a sound beating! A brilliant duo, the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick, all at one table!
Versace swayed as he walked straight toward the table of people.
The people at the table were all ordinary talented men.
There was only one little boy, about eight or nine years old, who was somewhat special.
He wore a black belt inlaid with beautiful jade around his waist.
He held a pretentious folding fan in his hand, the fan ribs of which were made of white jade.
Versace grew up among rich kids, so he could spot it immediately.
The rest of the people sitting at the table were guests.
The little boy in the moon-white brocade robe is the one who has the right to speak and make decisions.
So Versace raised his head.
He shouted at the richly dressed little boy who was holding a small fan.
"Who are you? What are you doing sitting here?"
"This is the seat I reserved."
"Step aside."
The eight-year-old boy had slightly dark skin and was very thin.
He was already quite thin and bony at such a young age.
He had the air of a refined scholar holding a fan, but his eyes were slightly sharp.
This man was Guo Youzhi's only son and the Minister of Rites.
Guo Baokun is also the Crown Prince's study companion.
Given his family background, he certainly wouldn't lack food or clothing.
His emaciated appearance was clearly due to his natural bone structure and physique.
Guo Baokun became close to the Crown Prince because of his relationship with him as a student companion.
He has always been arrogant and haughty, unlike most children his age.
He didn't think much of it, and they couldn't get along.
Because his father, Guo Youzhi, always liked him to read.
He did enjoy interacting with these older, talented scholars and intellectuals.