The socialites looked down from the second floor, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, they saw Bai He happily heading straight for the nearly deserted "Shi Hui Jian" restaurant opposite.
Then, they saw Bai He run towards the white-clad girl who turned and smiled at the entrance.
The simple yet graceful white dress was so striking that it seed to pierce the soul with a shiver.
"It’s Miss Xi!"
"Ah, it’s been a long ti since we saw Miss Xi. How did Bai He beco so familiar with her that they went on a date alone? And didn’t bring us along!"
"Haven’t you guys forgotten? Bai He was set up with Mr. Bo, and Miss Xi is Mr. Bo’s student. Isn’t Mr. Bo here too? Oh, Mr. Bo looks so cold!"
"Ahhhhh, with Miss Xi here, I didn’t even notice Mr. Bo, my bad, my bad."
"Oh, looking at n isn’t as appealing as looking at Miss Xi, is it? I really want to go over and have Miss Xi tell my romance fortune again. Do you rember how accurately she read Miss Zhou’s fortunes? She even found a soul mate because of it."
Seeing that the socialites were about to collectively head towards Zuzi just because of her one glance back, Gu Shiyin suppressed her discomfort, and with a smile suggested:
"Ladies, let’s try the dishes first. Later, we can have Bai He bring Zuzi over, so there’s no need for you to go anywhere. A place like Shi Hui Jian looks a bit rustic; let’s not get our dresses dirty."
The group suddenly rembered that Gu Shiyin was Zuzi’s aunt, after all, a senior.
Indeed, a traditional place like Shi Hui Jian wasn’t suitable for socialites like them to gather. Getting caught visiting there wouldn’t be good for their reputation.
Moreover, the aroma of the French baked snails that Chef Fang served was simply irresistible. After enjoying the dish, inviting Miss Xi and Bai He to join them would be a splendid idea.
"Then Shiyin, could you invite them, please?"
"I’m digging in first!"
"Wow, these snails are so delicious, I’ve never tried anything like this. There isn’t even a hint of fishiness, Chef Fang is so professional."
"Just one plate isn’t enough, we need more, like ten plates!"
Fang Yui observed as the socialites raved about her dishes, quickly falling in love with them, boosting her confidence significantly.
"I shall continue to present more delicacies for you all. I’ll bring out my signature red wine foie gras in just a mont."
Even though thirty people had previously refused to eat her foie gras, which dealt her a major blow, if these socialites beca her loyal fans today, it would open up a much larger market for her.
Because when these people place orders, they’re often for their families or for events, and those are big orders with significant influence.
"Thanks for your hard work, Chef Fang."
"Thanks to Shiyin for helping us discover such great food!"
"Seems like there’s a reason why popular restaurants beco successful."
Listening to the constant stream of praise at her ear, Gu Shiyin felt quite satisfied. Today’s gathering, which she organized, was a success. Fang Yui’s reputation was expanding further, and if she could garner fans in the elite socialite circle, a continuous flow of energy would be supplied to her.
She would be glowing, her skills doubled.
Amidst the chorus of complints, she noticed Alexander hadn’t given his verdict: "Mr. Ambassador, how do you find Chef Fang’s dish? Being a true heir and connoisseur of French cuisine, your professional review is very important to Chef Fang."
Alexander chewed the snail, a sowhat strange expression fleeting across his eyes.
"What, is it not good?" Gu Shiyin wondered internally, it couldn’t be bad, because as long as no one on site refused to eat Fang Yui’s food, the Gourt Jade Chopsticks would ensure the dishes released an intoxicating aroma incessantly.
No matter if the diner is from the Empire or abroad, the effect is the sa.
Sure enough, Alexander shook his head: "Delicious, indeed."
But...
He continued to say—
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