After the Firefly Mercenary Group was offline, Yan Feng alone hunted the high-level elite monsters until 11 o'clock. After washing up, he changed into comfortable clothes. Yan Feng informed Butler Zheng that there was no need to prepare lunch, and then drove to the central area of ​​the city.

Binghu Restaurant is a huge circular building with a height of 50 to 60 meters, but only five floors. The center of each floor is a unique ice and snow scene, with lifelike ice sculptures carved inside, and the ice sculptures are re-carved every week. It is absolutely pleasing to the eye and never tired of seeing. In addition to the load-bearing part of the building itself, the rest are all special crystal structures. From the high-rise to the bottom floor, they are red, gold, green, white and blue. Each floor has its own characteristics and can adapt to the vast majority of the food and beverage crowd. The two floors of red and gold belong to the VIP area. The luxury level can be compared to the Western European Royal Palace, which is definitely a symbol of identity.[]

Influenced by his parents' high-quality lifestyle, Yan Feng did not pursue a noble and ultimate lifestyle, so he has never spent such a high-end consumption place in the future. If Yang Lingwei had not invited him to meet here, even if he inherited the Yang Group in the future, he would probably not have chosen to dine in Binghu Restaurant.

Yan Feng took the Yuntai to the fifth floor. At the entrance, four waiters with excellent temperament, two men and two women, turned around, but did not salute, and looked puzzled on their faces. A male waiter blocked Yan Feng's way and said in a very unpolite tone: "Sir, please stop. This is the VIP area, and it is only open to the VIPs in the restaurant." (It doesn't matter if you don't know what the Yuntai is, it's thousands of times higher than the elevator anyway.)

Yan Feng put the expressions of the four people into his eyes and said, "Ms. Yang and I have an appointment."

The male waiter's expression changed and he continued, "Please show your identity certificate."

Yan Feng frowned: "Do you have so many rules in your restaurant?"

The VIP members of Binghu Restaurant are very special. All the waiters here must remember the appearance and habits of VIP members to provide high-end and all-round service. These four waiters have never seen Yan Feng, but only treat him as an ordinary guest. Yan Feng has no knowledge of Binghu Restaurant, so he does not know the whole story.

The waitress with a very pretty melon-faced look next to her explained when she saw Yan Feng’s temperament being cold and arrogant, “Sorry, sir, Binghu Restaurant must ensure the quality of each VIP’s meal. If you do not show your identity certificate, we have no right to let you in.”

"I don't know what's up." Yan Feng was unwilling to reveal his whereabouts. He could not accept this request to show his identity certificate. Seeing that the four waiters were firm and no longer slack, he turned around and walked back to the gimbal.

The four waiters were very surprised to see that he turned around and left as usual. The waitress with melon-faced face hesitated for a while, snatched up and said politely: "Sir, can you please wait a moment and let me go in and confirm?"

"No need, I can't get used to the dishes in Binghu Restaurant. Please tell Miss Yang that I'm waiting for her in the flower hall opposite." After Yan Feng said that, he reached out and pressed it gently on the gimbal control plate and returned to the first floor. It was not that he wanted to deliberately make things up with the four waiters, but that he was already wary of Yang Lingwei, and was deliberately arranged by this plate, which made him feel very uncomfortable and decided to change the home court.

"He should be the one invited by Miss Yang. How can we explain to the guests now?" The waitress with melon-faced face hesitated.

The waiter looked surprised and suspicious, but pretended to be serious: "We must fully comply with the restaurant's service terms. If the violation is dissatisfied with the guests, we will not be able to bear this responsibility."

In a elegantly decorated wing room on the fifth floor, Yang Lingwei, wearing a purple glass dress, sat gracefully on the high chair with a faint smile on her face. It was her innate self-confidence, as beautiful as a newborn flower. When she heard the knock on the door, she said lightly: "Please come in."

The middle-aged manager on the fifth floor walked in, saluted respectfully, and said apologetically: "Ms. Yang, I'm very sorry, because of our mistake in reception, the guests you invited have left Binghu Restaurant."

"It's okay, he has always been arrogant, I just forgot to explain it to you. Where does he want me to find him?" Yang Lingwei said calmly, as if everything was within her expectations.

"The teahouse opposite..." The middle-aged manager looked embarrassed and could not see any clues from Yang Lingwei's performance. "Ms. Yang, we are very sorry for the inconvenience caused to you by the mistakes in the reception. The restaurant will provide special benefits in the next three years and guarantee a 50% discount on all services."

"If your rules can be changed, maybe I will consider them." Yang Lingwei said, getting up and walking out of the wing room.

A few minutes later, the middle-aged manager walked over, his face looking very gloomy: "What happened to the reception just now? Why did the guests leave?"

The waiter was even more shocked and explained: "We just asked for a certificate of identity, but we didn't expect him to be angry..."

"The guests are all kinds of strange and have different personalities. The rules of the restaurant are just the rules of your words and deeds, but they are not impossible to adapt. You can't even judge this, which makes our restaurant lose important VIPs!"

The manager spoke sharply and had no chance to explain to the male waiter. He said directly: "You don't have the qualifications of an excellent waiter. Go to the Finance Office to settle the bill. You won't come to work tomorrow."

"Manager..." The male waiter looked surprised, and unexpectedly lost this considerable job because of a word he insisted on.

Yang Lingwei had outstanding temperament. As soon as she stepped into the teahouse, she immediately attracted the attention of many guests. She guided her to the separate tea room where Yan Feng was. After the teahouse left, she smiled and said, "Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I'll leave."

"Just say anything." Yan Feng said with a blank expression.

Yang Lingwei stared at Yan Feng's handsome face with a steady look. Seeing that he was cold to him, she felt a little disappointed, but she kept a sweet smile on her pretty face: "I just said that last night just casually, not trying to rob you, you have been away from Nandu for more than two years, and I miss you very much."

Yan Feng couldn't figure out the truth or falsehood of her words and said coldly: "I'm afraid you all think I'm dead?"

"No, I always believe that Brother Feng is still alive, and I still let someone ask you for information." Yang Lingwei said with a angrily look.

Yang Lingwei has indeed been asking about Yan Feng constantly in the past two years. Not only her, but also Yang Xinghua and the people from Jinhui Group are looking for Yan Feng's whereabouts. During the mission of the Mingyan organization, Yan Feng met the people they sent out several times, and he tried his best to hide. In his eyes, Yang Lingwei's current appearance is just pretending.

"I'm dead or alive, don't worry about it. You said you can keep it a secret for me, what is the purpose?" Yan Feng didn't like to beat around the bush. Facing an unparalleled wise person like Yang Lingwei, he needed to go straight to the point.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Yang Lingwei's face: "It's rare for us brothers and sisters to meet each other. Why do we do this? I said I wouldn't tell my dad about you. Don't you believe me?"

"You are Yang Xinghua's pawn, how do you tell me to believe you!"

Yan Feng was secretly annoyed, and he suppressed his words and said nothing, his tone became much calmer: "Auntie is doing well?"

"As usual, I like to take care of the potted flowers and plants in the backyard alone. You know, my mother has always been in poor health and should not be overworked. The doctor regularly prescribes medicine for her, but the situation is still the same." Yang Lingwei smiled back on her face. When talking about her mother, she looked extremely natural.

Yanfeng's aunt is named Su Yaqi. She is a gentle and virtuous woman. She has a few years of classmate with his mother. Although Yang Zhenhua and Yang Xinghua work in the Yang Group, they have many disagreements and often bring arguments to their homes. If she hadn't been reconciled in the middle, the relationship would have become even more irresistible. She has always taken good care of her younger generations and treated them equally. Whether it is her biological son Yang Fan, Yan Feng and Yang Lingwei, she has no favoritism. Yanfeng has no good feelings for Yang Xinghua, who has taken the position of chairman of the Yang Group, but she cares about this aunt from the bottom of her heart.
Chapter completed!