A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 41

"I...damn..."

Chu Wen-Fei was so angry that he almost had a stroke.

These bastards. Are they idiots? Since they are toasting me, how could they not know me?

If they don't know who I am, then why the hell are they toasting me!

"Haha, this is your first meeting, so it is natural that you can't recognize him.”

"Let me make the introduction. This person is my son-in-law. He is Chu Wen-Fei, the son of Chu Yang, owner of Yangtian Real Estate. You may also call him Mr. Chu." Just then, with a smile on her face, Wang Qiao-Yu volunteered to introduce her son-in-law to the assembled executives.

"What?"

"He is Mr. Chu?” 'Then who is that person?" The hotel executives were flummoxed. Why was there another Mr. Chu?

"Young Master Shen, what...?"

The hotel General Manager, Lin Feng, looked at Shen Fei in confusion.

But Shen Fei only winked at the General Manager and said, "A true hero does not reveal his identity, and someone who goes around claiming to be one is not a true hero. So why don't you all just pretend he is Mr. Chu and toast him."

Lin Feng understood the meaning behind Shen Fei's words immediately. The former turned to look at Ye Fan with an ambiguous smile on his face and said, "Haha~ I get it. I get it."

"In that case, let us finish our drinks."

Lin Feng and the executives laughed before quaffing their drinks.

"Mr. Lin, about what you said earlier. Is that a promise?" Wang Qiao-Yu asked her question after Lin Feng and the other executives had finished their drinks.

"What I said?"

"About the free meals for Mr. Chu?"

"Yes, of course. It is our honor to have Mr. Chu visit us. Not only are we going to comp his meals, we will also serve the Manchu-Han Imperial Feast. At the same time, we will offer a free flow of drinks such as Chateau Lafite and Feitian Moutai. He can drink as much as he wants."

One has to give before they receive. In order to forge ties with Ye Fan, the executives were willing to put in quite the effort.

After they had finished toasting each other, Lin Feng left with the other executives.

And Shen Fei also left the room to answer a phone call. Wang Qiao-Yu, who had been holding in her emotions, decided to take the opportunity to cut loose.

"Haha~" "Look, look. Look at how much they respect our Wen-Fei."

"When we go for free meals in future, we will also receive free wine worth several hundred thousand.”

The other Qius could only stew in their envy and jealousy.

Damn it. Rich people get all the luck. Everywhere, there will be people who are willing to suck up to them.

Many of the Qius gave Chu Wen-Fei the thumbs-up gesture. Even the eldest Qiu brother, Qiu Guang, was full of praise for him. "Awesome, Wen-Fei. Even the Shens have to suck up to you. When I go about my business outside, I can hold my head up high because you are my nephew."

"Haha, Uncle Guang, you are standing on ceremony. We are one family. If you ever run into any trouble you can't handle, give me a ring. I will take care of everything with just one phone call."

Chu Wen-Fei could not stop showing off, and he kept at it at the dining table. One by one, the Qius toasted him. It was clear from what they were saying that they were toadying up to him.

In contrast to the bustle around Chu Wen-Fei, it was rather quiet where Ye Fan was sitting. Nobody was offering to toast him or his wife. Both of them were ignored by everyone else.

Ye Fan remained as composed as before. He continued to sip his tea. But as Qiu Mu-Cheng looked at the preferential treatment Chu Wen-Fei was getting, she could not help feeling aggrieved.

Eventually, in order to cover up her embarrassment, Qiu Mu-Cheng took her chopsticks and tried to pick up some food.

She did not succeed. When she tried to get some fish, someone swivelled the rotating turntable and moved the fish dish out of her reach. So Qiu Mu-Cheng had no choice put to pick the vegetable dish. But just as she was stretching out her chopsticks to pick up the food, someone swivelled the turntable again. That made her feel even more embarrassed.

"Hmph, you pair of ungrateful wretches. Are you still after the free food? Stop dreaming, will you?" Wang Qiao-Yu smiled smugly and kept swivelling the turntable. She was determined to keep the food out of Qiu Mu-Cheng's reach.