Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 393 - 391: Clashing with Each Other

Chapter 393: Chapter 391: Clashing with Each Other

"This... this..."

Lu Tianxing stuttered, his eyes rolling around as he seriously spoke, "President Lin, I’m sorry, and I appreciate your kind offer, but I think it’s better for me to stick with Mr. Bai. After all, I am with Bai’s Group and today is Bai’s Group’s celebration banquet. If I don’t sit next to Mr. Bai, it might be a bit inappropriate. Next time I’ll definitely sit next to you, but for this time, I’m sorry."

As he spoke, Lu Tianxing quickly ran to the chair next to Bai Zhiqing and sat down.

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Bai Zhiqing immediately conjured a faint smile at the corners of her mouth, her eyes provocatively sweeping over Lin Yafei as if to say: See that? This is my husband. No matter how charming you are, my husband still stands by me. You stand no chance. Better focus on improving your Ambidextrous Boxing.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiaofeng suddenly became terrified, regret turning his insides green; the place was almost a battlefield, with metaphorical shells flying everywhere. A slight misstep and he, a mere foot soldier, could be blown to pieces. Had he anticipated this, he would have preferred sleeping on the streets rather than wading into these murky waters.

Sleeping on the streets won’t kill me, but staying here definitely will.

"I’m done for, I’m so stupid. Why did I come here just for food? I should have known better not to come. Now I’m doomed, may Buddha and God bless me."

Li Xiaofeng prayed silently, head down, cleverly acting as if he were invisible.

Lin Yafei smiled slightly, acting as if she hadn’t seen Bai Zhiqing’s provocation, and directly picked up the menu, "Tianxing, what do you like to eat? Tell me, and I’ll order for you—it’ll definitely suit your taste."

"Why ask for the menu? I’ll do the ordering."

Bai Zhiqing, unwilling to show weakness, grabbed the table bell and pressed it twice.

Soon, a waiter knocked on the door and entered.

Upon entering the room, the waiter instinctively shrank her neck, glanced at the air conditioner in confusion— the temperature was moderate, yet she couldn’t help but notice the chilly air whooshing around the room.

"Mr. Bai, I’m not sure what dishes you would like to order."

Bai Zhiqing, the chairperson of Bai’s Group, was a regular at these corporate celebration banquets, and was well-recognized by the staff, who naturally didn’t dare to offend her.

Bai Zhiqing glanced over Lin Yafei as she began to order, "Bring us six sets of the gold medal pigeon, pan-seared Silver Snow fish, honey-glazed spare ribs, abalone sauce goose feet, supreme prawns..."

Bai Zhiqing quickly ordered over a dozen dishes and then stopped, "That should be good enough."

The waitress nodded, and turned intending to leave; staying in that area felt almost suffocating, as if myriad sparks were flickering in the air.

"Wait a minute, prepare one serving of ’Seven Swords Under Heavenly Mountain’ for me. Tell your manager, I am Lin Yafei, he will know."

Lin Yafei suddenly called the waitress back, adding another dish.

Upon hearing Lin Yafei’s words, everyone present involuntarily gasped.

’Seven Swords Under Heavenly Mountain’ was Jingpeng Hotel’s most famous signature dish, extremely complex in preparation, exclusively limited to a maximum of five servings a day, and had to be ordered in advance.

The preparation of ’Seven Swords Under Heavenly Mountain’ was incredibly complex. It involved chopping the meat from seven different types of animals, mixing them into a compact mass, then marinating them in a secret sauce, and finally cooking in a special broth. When the soup was perfect, its rich aroma filled the air, and blending all the meats together gave a taste sensation like countless animals running on one’s tongue.

Not only was it limited edition, but also the price was extremely high—a portion of "Seven Swords Beneath Heavenly Mountain" sold for 88,888.

Li Xiaofeng’s eyes widened as he felt his mouth water. He had long heard of the "Seven Swords Beneath Heavenly Mountain" signature dish at Jinpeng Hotel. It was said that the chef was a former exclusive chef from the Imperial Kitchen, who, after retiring, had been recruited by Jinpeng Hotel with a high salary.

If this had been in the past, only the Emperor could have enjoyed such cuisine; even nowadays, it was not something you could enjoy just by having money.

The waitress paused for a moment, looking towards Bai Zhiqing, and after seeing Bai Zhiqing nod, she wrote it on the menu and walked out.

After hearing the waitress leave, Lin Qianru, somewhat puzzled, spoke up, "President Lin, I heard that the signature dish of Jinpeng Hotel needed to be reserved in advance, we may not be able to eat it today."

"No worries, Jinpeng Hotel and I have a bit of a connection; I am the second largest shareholder. If I couldn’t eat it, I doubt many others could either."

Lin Yafei smiled elegantly, her gaze landing on Lu Tianxing, "Besides, today Tianxing is here too. No matter the cost, I must make my old friend enjoy himself. Right, Tianxing?"

"Show off, wasting food."

Bai Zhiqing mumbled discontentedly.

"I’m happy to."

"Hmph..."

Lu Tianxing sat on his chair nervously, feeling on pins and needles. These two women were clearly at it again. He observed the rule of nose to eyes, eyes to mouth, mouth to heart, sitting still like a Buddha, staring absent-mindedly at the utensils as if gazing at a rare antique.

It must be said, a grand hotel was truly grand, their speed of serving dishes was not comparable to that of ordinary diners.

Before long, the waitress pushed the dining cart into their private room, stacking up one dish after another exquisitely, which left Lu Tianxing gaping in astonishment. Tycoons really did things big; there were almost twenty dishes for just six people. Could they even finish it? This meal could equate to several years’ salary for an ordinary person.

When the waitress left, Lin Yafei suddenly stood up and leaned over to grab Lu Tianxing’s bowl.

At this bending, Lu Tianxing’s eyes immediately lost control, captivated by the half-hidden deep cleavage, a chasm deep enough to make someone afraid of heights feel dizzy.

Seeing this, Bai Zhiqing’s face turned cold. She lifted her foot under the table and stomped hard on Lu Tianxing’s foot, seemingly as a warning.

Lu Tianxing looked innocently at Bai Zhiqing. This wasn’t his fault; with such a scene before him, how could he possibly restrain himself from looking? Those who wouldn’t look were fools—it was like that news piece he had seen online a few days ago. A tycoon, in pursuit of a beauty, spent millions to travel together, yet restrained himself from doing anything and ended up getting blocked by the woman, gaining nothing at all. Wasn’t that purely idiotic?

"Tianxing, have a taste. This is specially ordered for you, ’Seven Swords Beneath Heavenly Mountain.’ Let’s see how it tastes."

Lin Yafei scooped up a bowl of soup, gently blew on it, and then handed it to Lu Tianxing.

"Lin Demon. can you not be so disgusting, your saliva has blown into it."

Bai Zhiqing glared, picking up a chicken leg from the side and placing it in front of Lu Tianxing: "Assistant Lu, if it weren’t for your help today, I might not have been able to reach the venue on time. You are a hero of Bai’s Group, so consider this chicken leg my reward for you. You must eat it."

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