Chapter 1378, building momentum!

Drinking morning tea was originally a custom of southerners, but with the integration of northern and southern cultures, northerners also developed the habit of drinking tea and eating cakes.

Wangfu Hotel. The most famous hotel in Yanjing and the most authentic hotel for making Cantonese pastries.

In the past, at morning tea time every day, there was a lot of traffic at the door and it was very lively. Considering the high consumer prices in the hotel, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as making a fortune every day.

Today, the Wangfu Hotel is not open to the public.

The gate was heavily guarded, with rows of black-clad bodyguards standing on both sides, guarding it tightly and not missing any blind spots. It seemed like someone important was coming.

The general manager of the Wangfu Hotel is Liu Hua, who is also a well-known figure in Yanjing. However, today he is standing behind a man with a Chinese character like a follower.

His surname is Yan, the second eldest son of the Yan family. He is well-known in some circles, but not well-known in some big circles.

His expression was also solemn, and he stood at the foot of the steps and waited patiently.

At this moment, a row of black motorcade came slowly.

"The boss is here." Liu Hua whispered beside Yan Song.

"Yes." Yan Song nodded slightly and walked over quickly.

Liu Hua trotted to keep up. When a car in the middle just stopped, he was busy helping to open the door.

But when he saw Yan Song doing the same action as him, he immediately took a step back - joking, trying to flatter his boss, don't let him feed me love a piece of firewood later.

Killed?

Yan Song bowed slightly and trotted to a Mercedes-Benz in the middle to help open the door. His serious-looking face was actually filled with smiles.

"Mr. Qin, your boss is here to make the shop shine." Yan Song said with a smile.

When speaking, protect the car door with your hands to prevent people in the car from hitting their heads when they come out.

Then, a thin old man wearing a white Tang suit and full of energy got out of the car.

He patted Yan Song on the shoulder and said: "The last time I saw Xiao Yan was several years ago, right? At that time, you had just returned from abroad and you still had long hair------it looked so short

I feel much more energetic when I wake up.”

"Thank you, Mr. Qin. You are always a distinguished guest. I asked the kitchen to make some special southern dishes. Please give me your suggestions. Our hotel can also be improved." Yan Song said with a smile.

"I don't dare to give opinions. You are professionals. I am not picky." Mr. Qin said. He raised his head and glanced at the door of the Wangfu Hotel and said: "I just came out for a meal, and you caused such a big fight.

What to do? We can eat here, but others can’t come?”

Qin Zongheng, who was following behind, hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Grandpa, this is Brother Yan's wish. He knows that you like to be quiet and don't like to be disturbed. Since Brother Yan has already made arrangements, you can

Accept his intention."

"Okay. I won't do it next time." Mr. Qin said with a smile.

"Yes, yes. I won't do it next time." Yan Song nodded repeatedly.

Qin Zongheng shook hands with Yan Song and said, "Brother Yan, I accept this favor."

"Zongheng, what are you talking about? The old man came to eat at my shop to give me face. If I, Yan Song, don't treat me well, I will be stabbed in the back if word spreads." Yan Song said sternly.

He bowed slightly, walked up to Mr. Qin, and said, "Old man, Xuanwu Hall has been prepared for you. The environment there is good, the air is good, and it is comfortable to eat."

"Okay. Let's go over there." Mr. Qin said.

Just as a group of people were about to go in, another convoy drove over.

Mr. Qin stopped and said with a smile: "Old man Bai is here. Let's wait for him."

Yan Song immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was just worried about whether to go in to see off Mr. Qin or stay outside to greet Mr. Bai------neither of these two old guys can be offended. If nothing else, just

Their two grandsons are not easy to mess with.

If you give face to this person but not to that person, this in itself is an errand to offend others.

Among everyone present, Mr. Qin held the most weight. He said wait, so everyone naturally had to wait.

Yan Song, Qin Zongheng and Liu Hua trotted over and welcomed Mr. Bai out of the car in time.

"Lao Bai, your spirit is getting better and better. Looking at your complexion, you will have no problem living for another hundred years--Lao Bai, please." Yan Song used another set of words to flatter him.

Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai is wearing a gray robe. He is darker and thinner than Mr. Qin. His face is sallow and his body looks a little worse.

But his eyes are very sharp, and one look at him will make people feel chilled all over.

"Thank you Yan Song." Mr. Bai's title was more formal and distant.

"You're welcome, Mr. Bai. It's my honor for you to come." Yan Song said quickly.

Bai Pojue shook hands with Yan Song, and then accompanied Mr. Bai to Mr. Qin who was standing at the bottom of the steps.

"Old Qin, I kept you waiting for a long time." Mr. Bai said with a smile.

"I just arrived. I was about to go in. When I saw your car coming, I stood at the door to pick it up." Mr. Qin's face was also full of smiles.

At the entrance of the Wangfu Hotel, the two old men held hands tightly together, giving them the feeling of meeting on a grand occasion.

How many years had passed before the scene before me appeared?

"It's just a meal. The juniors made it too grand." Mr. Qin pointed at the bodyguards around him and said.

"The filial piety of our children and grandchildren is still worthy of praise." Mr. Bai said.

"Old Bai, please." Mr. Qin said.

"Old Qin, please." Mr. Bai also gave in.

Yan Song quickly walked to the front and led the way, ushering the group into the Xuanwu box that had been prepared long ago.

This is the most luxurious private room in the Royal Palace Hotel, which can accommodate eighteen guests for dining at the same time. Now that Qin Zongheng and Bai Poju's grandsons are sitting in it, it seems a bit too spacious.

But Yan Song had to arrange it this way, otherwise it would be disrespectful and disrespectful.

Yan Song ordered tea and cakes to be served, and Yiyi said hello before quietly retreating.

He knew that outsiders could not be present on today's occasion.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin and Mr. Bai, who had not seen each other for many years, did not discuss any important family matters or business secrets. Instead, they praised the pastries on the table and then talked about famous snacks in the world.

The fact that they can sit together and drink morning tea has shown the joint stance of the Qin and Bai families. It would be boring to talk about this anymore.

Qin Zongheng and Bai Pojue were waiting attentively on the side, but they listened with great interest.

The old man didn't eat much, so after half an hour, both of them were full. Then they looked at each other and said they were tired and wanted to go back to rest.

Qin Zongheng and Bai Poju hurriedly helped them up and sent them downstairs. Yan Song, who had been guarding outside the box, appeared again and accompanied Qin Zongheng and Bai Poju to send the two old men downstairs.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Mr. Qin said to Qin Zongheng: "You don't have to follow me back home. Young people have their own things to do. They can't become sluggish like us."

"Yes, grandpa." Qin Zongheng bowed to receive the instruction.

"Po Jue. Go and do your own business." Mr. Bai also said to Bai Po Jue.

Then, the two old men left in their own RVs.

When the convoy left, Qin Zongheng looked at Bai Poju and said with a smile: "Brother Bai, why don't you go have something to eat and drink? To be honest, I'm not full yet."

"Same feeling." Bai Poju laughed. "The old man is sitting next to me, so it's really hard for him to open his mouth to eat."

It was still the Xuanwu box, but instead of going to the big table, the two of them chose a few snacks and brought them to the small table.

"Brother Bai, your movements are really slow." Qin Zongheng said with a smile. While drinking tea, he put the green cake into his mouth. It seems that he is indeed hungry.

"What action?" Bai Pojue asked. He was eating faster, and he could take one of these delicate and delicious round cakes in his mouth.

"What? Wen Renzhen was not killed by you?" Qin Zongheng asked doubtfully.

"I thought it was you who did it." Bai Pojue said with a smile.

"Oh? This is really weird." Qin Zongheng fell into deep thought. "However, Mu Yue's actions were really fast. She had already announced the news of Wen Renzhen's death - a heart attack and rescue efforts failed.

Death. Hey, even if we want to muddy the water in this pool now, I'm afraid there's only a limited amount we can do."

"Then we can't do nothing," Bai Pojue said. "Mu Yue was smart. She announced the news of Wen Renzhen's death as soon as possible to avoid random speculation from the outside world. However, we can also add a little storyline to it.

------Even if it can't shake the foundation of Wenren Enterprise, it can still cause them to be in chaos------"

"Heroes see the same thing." Qin Zongheng agreed.

"I'm not a hero." Bai Poju shook his head. "I didn't want to be a hero either."
Chapter completed!