"Don't worry!" Ling Qingxue said with a smile, "I've already told them to prepare in advance. Let's go. I'll show you around!"
After that, Ling Qingxue took Xia Ruofei's arm and walked into the courtyard.
There was a central room between the two courtyards, where the bar counter of the private restaurant was. When Ling Qingxue came here, he asked loudly, "Old Lu, is the Flying Snow Pavilion ready?"
A middle-aged man in a shirt, trousers and a red tie quickly said, "Manager Ling, everything is ready! Do you want to go now? "
Ling Qingxue nodded and said, "Yes, let's go and have a look. The guests should be here soon!"
"Okay, okay!" Old Lu said at once. Then he waved his hand and shouted, "Xiaoli, take Manager Ling to the Flying Snow Pavilion!"
Then Old Lu showed an embarrassed smile and said, "Manager Ling, I have guests here to entertain. You see …"
Ling Qingxue waved his hand generously and said, "It doesn't matter. Go ahead! Thank you for your hard work … "
"Not at all, not at all …" Old Lu said quickly.
A waitress in a cheongsam came over with a smile on her face and said, "Manager Ling, this way please!"
Xia Ruofei and Ling Qingxue followed the waitress inside.
After passing through three courtyards, the waitress opened a moon gate and made an inviting gesture to Xia Ruofei and Ling Qingxue.
There was a quaint wooden board above the moon gate, with three calligraphy words "Flying Snow Pavilion" written on it.
Xia Ruofei walked in to take a look and her eyes lit up.
He didn't expect that the innermost part of this private restaurant was a completely different world. It was a small courtyard decorated with fake mountains, fish ponds, and all kinds of beautiful flowers and green grass. There was a winding path paved with stones, and on both sides of the path were some stone tables and stone benches scattered randomly. The environment was very quiet and secluded.
After walking through the path, they saw a wooden house, which was completely built according to the architectural style of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It looked antique.
After entering the house, Xia Ruofei found that the whole house was actually a big room. There was a round dining table in the middle, a tea-making area on the left, separated by a screen, and a lounge and reception room on the right.
The whole house was built in Chinese style, with screens, calligraphy, lanterns, Chinese furniture … It gave people a feeling of antique.
As soon as Xia Ruofei walked in, he felt a chill — the waitress had already turned on the air conditioner in advance.
Ling Qingxue smiled and said, "Ling. Is the environment okay? The whole courtyard is actually a private room...................
Xia Ruofei praised, "Not bad, not bad! "Qing Xue, in the future, who would dare to say that Ling Ji's restaurant is a popular restaurant and is not classy?" You can use the Flying Snow Pavilion to slap them in the face! "
Ling Qingxue chuckled and said, "The Flying Snow Pavilion is not open to the public. It's a private room reserved for us. We will only use it if there are very important guests."
"It seems that I'm riding on Secretary Song's coattails today!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile.
"Nonsense!" Ling Qingxue said coquettishly, "The Flying Snow Pavilion was originally going to be used for dinner with you tonight, but you said that Secretary Song was coming, so my dad gave up the private room."
"Oh! I'm so flattered! "Xia Ruofei said exaggeratedly, which made Ling Qingxue laugh.
Then, Xia Ruofei was stunned again. He muttered something, and then, as if he had discovered a new continent, he said to Ling Qingxue, "Honey, I suddenly realized that the name of this private room is mysterious! Flying Snow Pavilion … Flying Snow Pavilion … Xia Ruofei's Fei, and Ling Qingxue's Xue? I say, my wife, you're too talented! Taking a character from each of our names, we can actually form such a poetic name! "
Ling Qingxue blushed and said, "Don't be so far-fetched, okay? It's just a coincidence! "
"Is it really just a coincidence?" Xia Ruofei smiled and looked deeply into Ling Qingxue's eyes.
Ling Qingxue felt uncomfortable under Xia Ruofei's gaze. She couldn't help but say coquettishly, "Aiya … Why are you so annoying?"
In fact, the name of the Flying Snow Pavilion was given by Ling Qingxue. It contained both their names, and Ling Qingxue had spent a lot of effort on the decoration and layout of the courtyard. This private room was not prepared to be opened to the public. It was basically reserved for Xia Ruofei to enjoy.
However, after being exposed by Xia Ruofei, Ling Qingxue couldn't help but feel embarrassed and embarrassed. So, she began to use a woman's sharpest weapon — acting coquettishly.
Xia Ruofei also knew that reasoning with women wouldn't work. He laughed and stopped teasing Ling Qingxue.
However, when he thought of the name of the private room, Xia Ruofei's eyes still had a trace of a smile. This made Ling Qingxue roll her eyes at Xia Ruofei again.
"Ruofei, we've seen the private room. I'll take you to my dad's room!" Ling Qingxue said.
Xia Ruofei shrugged and said, "The environment here is so good. Why don't we ask Uncle Ling to come over? We can make tea and chat together!"
Ling Qingxue couldn't help but roll her eyes at Xia Ruofei and said, "This is reserved for you to receive Secretary Song. Why would my dad come over? If he messes up, we'll have to clean it up again … "
Xia Ruofei laughed and said, "What's the matter? Anyway, you and Uncle Ling will be here in a while. Why don't you just come over and wait? "
"What do you mean?" Ling Qingxue was a little confused.
"What do you mean?" Xia Ruofei said, "Let's eat together later!"
"Eat together? Us? "Ling Qingxue exclaimed in surprise. Then, she hesitated and said," Isn't that inappropriate? He's the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee … If you treat him to a meal, we … "
"He's treating me to a meal!" Xia Ruofei couldn't help but say, "Didn't I tell you before?"
Ling Qingxue was annoyed and amused at the same time. She said, "Okay, okay! He's treating you to a meal. You're the best, okay? Ruofei, stop fooling around. When Secretary Song comes later, you have to be serious! "
"Who's fooling around with you? Secretary Song is really treating me to a meal! "Xia Ruofei didn't know whether to laugh or cry." And you and Uncle Ling have to come too! "
"You're not kidding?" Ling Qingxue became serious.
"Hey, Qingxue, what do you mean?" Xia Ruofei laughed and said, "So you didn't believe me all this time! You're really something! I specifically asked Secretary Song to arrange dinner here so that I could introduce you to him. Otherwise, why would I spend so much effort? "
"This … Is it really okay? Have you told Secretary Song? "Ling Qingxue was a little uncertain.
"It's okay. We'll talk about it when he comes," Xia Ruofei said casually. "Qingxue, can you have a little more confidence in me? Go and call Uncle Ling over! "
Ling Qingxue looked at Xia Ruofei, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call my dad …"
Ling Xiaotian was drinking tea in the room ahead. When he received Ling Qingxue's call and heard that Xia Ruofei wanted him to attend the dinner party with Secretary Song, he immediately rushed over.
Xia Ruofei repeated what he said to Ling Qingxue and vaguely revealed that he was close to Song Qiming. It wasn't difficult to introduce him to Song Qiming. Ling Xiaotian and Ling Qingxue were a little relieved, and then they couldn't help but feel excited.
…
In the front yard.
After Ling Qingxue and Xia Ruofei were led to the Flying Snow Pavilion in the backyard by the waitress, a man sitting on a bench next to the bar immediately stood up with an unhappy look.
This man was wearing a set of Armani casual clothes, and even his leather shoes were Armani. His hair was glossy, and behind a pair of rimless glasses, there was a pair of small eyes. When this pair of eyes was slightly narrowed, it always looked a kind of treacherous and shady feeling.
He walked up to Manager Lu, who Ling Qingxue had just greeted, and said unhappily, "Manager Lu, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me, Tian Mingyi? "
Manager Lu hurriedly said, "Principal Tian, how dare I? How can you say that … "
Tian Mingyi was the vice principal of the Central Primary School in Zhonglou District. This identity was not a big deal. If there were children going to school, they would have to be respectful to him. However, Manager Lu's children were in high school, and he was the manager of Ling's Private Home Cuisine. He would not have any business dealings with a vice principal of a primary school. Logically speaking, he did not need to be so polite to him, and even a little afraid of him.
The main reason why Manager Lu was so respectful was that Tian Mingyi's father was the deputy director of the Health Bureau of Sanshan City. The Health Bureau had something to do with the catering industry. The hotel's hygiene license, regular hygiene inspection, employee's health certificate, and so on were all under the jurisdiction of the Health Bureau.
Manager Lu naturally did not dare to offend a rich second generation like Tian Mingyi.
Tian Mingyi sneered and said, "Didn't you say that the private room had been booked? Why did those two people get a private room as soon as they came? Flying Snow Pavilion? Aren't all the private rooms here numbered? This one sounds a little different! "
Manager Lu could not help but smile bitterly in his heart. He quickly explained, "Principal Tian, you misunderstood. This private room was booked by our President Ling, and … Flying Snow Pavilion is not open to the public."
Tian Mingyi sneered and said, "You are open for business, but there is a private room that is not open to the public? This is new … "
At this time, a middle-aged man beside Tian Mingyi could not help but say, "Manager Lu, you are discriminating! Are you afraid that our Principal Tian can't afford it? Or are you looking down on Principal Tian? "
Manager Lu quickly said, "Director Wu, how dare I look down on the leaders! This private room is indeed our President Ling's … "
Director Wu was the director of the Health Supervision Office under the Health Bureau of Sanshan City. He had a lot of authority over the catering industry. If they offended him, he would come for a surprise inspection every two or three days. The business could not be done, so Manager Lu was very nervous.
Director Wu sneered and said, "Principal Tian asked for a private room, but you dilly-dallied and refused. That President Ling came and gave the private room to him. I think you don't take Principal Tian seriously! I say, Old Lu! You don't want to run the restaurant anymore, do you? "
Director Wu's words were very arrogant. Manager Lu could not help but feel a little angry, but he did not dare to show it.
It was inevitable that people in the catering industry would be bullied at ordinary times. Manager Lu had been in this industry for many years. He used to be a senior manager of a central store of Ling Xiaotian's Catering. This time, Ling Xiaotian opened the high-end market and opened the first private kitchen of Ling Xiaotian's, so he was transferred to be the manager. This was also a high degree of trust in him.
If he offended the son of the deputy director of the Health Bureau and the director of the Health Supervision Office on the first day of business, it would be difficult to do business in the future.
So Manager Lu was very anxious in his heart. He could only smile carefully and keep explaining.
Tian Mingyi did not listen to him at all. He frowned slightly and said, "Wait! You just said 'President Ling'. So … the two people just now are your insiders? "
Manager Lu said carefully, "President Ling is the vice president of our group, and also the daughter of our chairman …"
Bang!
Tian Mingyi slapped the table of the bar heavily, which startled the staff in charge of the bill.
Tian Mingyi said angrily, "Manager Lu, is this how you do business? Ah? There are no private rooms when the guests come, but your insiders enjoy the private rooms! It's ridiculous! "
Superintendent Wu also chimed in, "Manager Lu, there's clearly a problem with your service attitude …"
Manager Lu said quickly, "Leaders, it's not that I look down on you. I don't dare to … But that private room was booked by President Ling this morning, and …"
"And bullshit!" Tian Mingyi slapped the table again, "If the private rooms were booked by the guests, I have nothing to say. But now your insiders have occupied them … Humph! I don't care! You immediately vacate the Flying Snow Pavilion for us to use! Otherwise … you can't run this small shop! "
Tian Mingyi was going to invite Liu Lisheng, the executive deputy director of the Municipal Education Bureau, because the headmaster of their Central Primary School was about to retire. Tian Mingyi had been ready to be promoted, but he did not expect that two days ago, he heard that the District Education Bureau seemed to want to transfer a headmaster from the organization.
Tian Mingyi was anxious at once. Liu Lisheng and his father, Tian Feilong, were classmates when they were studying at the Party School of the Municipal Party Committee. They had a good relationship.
So Tian Mingyi called Liu Lisheng and invited him to have dinner together tonight. The location was set at Ling's Private Kitchen, which had just opened at noon.
After all, private kitchen was popular now, and the environment was generally quiet, and the quality of the dishes was relatively high. It was convenient to invite Liu Lisheng to dinner here.
As for Director Wu, he was invited by Tian Mingyi to accompany him. Director Wu was a good drinker and was very tactful. Most importantly, two months ago, Director Wu helped Tian Mingyi's brother-in-law to apply for a sanitation permit. So, with his help, Tian Mingyi was more confident.
What he did not expect was that private rooms in private restaurants were not many. He did not book in advance, so when he arrived, he found that all the private rooms were booked. He was talking to Manager Lu and asked him to arrange a private room for him. In the end, he saw Ling Qingxue and Xia Ruofei come in from outside and go directly to the private room of the Flying Snow Pavilion.
Just now, Tian Mingyi found out that Ling Qingxue was not a guest, but one of their internal staff. Tian Mingyi became even angrier and was unable to vent his anger.
"Headmaster Tian, this … I really can't make the decision!" Manager Lu said with a bitter face.
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