The big characters "Wufu", aside from registering the na, also register where it cos from.
And besides this register book, more detailed identity information is recorded in another internal-only, confidential register.
"As the owner, we always need to be registered, right? Whether it’s personal visits or inviting soone, it all has to be accounted for and settled."
"Young Master Jun truly keeps things clear-cut, even between close brothers, accounts are settled openly!" Wufu chuckled.
Jun Wenqi proudly tilted his chin: "Naturally, business is sothing that requires transparency."
Wufu rolled her eyes, then looked at the register. Behind her na, there was soone called Han Feng, which made her curious. Just as she was about to ask Jun Wenqi, a voice sounded beside her.
"I haven’t introduced myself, my real na is Han Feng." Master Gui looked at Wufu and said.
Wufu blinked several tis; Han Feng, it seed like she had heard this na before.
Jun Wenqi glanced at the two with a sowhat strange look, especially at his cousin, who was extrely unusual.
Before Jun Wenqi could speak, Manager Du ca over and said, the auspicious ti was approaching, urging everyone to head to the front door to host the opening ceremony.
"We’ve agreed that you’ll host the ceremony, we’ll just be spectators." Wufu held the register and said.
Jun Wenqi looked at his cousin, who was pretending not to hear, gazing at the exquisite carvings on the roof beams with hands behind his back, then pursed his lips, muttered: "Feels like for this joint project, I’m just the one pushed onto the stage!"
"Stop joking, big boss, hurry up, or you’ll miss the auspicious ti and ruin the business, and I’ll hold you accountable!" Wufu pushed him lightly.
"You jinx!" Jun Wenqi glared at her but still tidied his collar and quickly headed to the front door.
Wufu and Master Gui walked leisurely behind.
"Isn’t there anything Wufu wants to ask?" Master Gui asked.
"Ask what?" Wufu countered.
Master Gui said: "I thought Wufu might be a bit curious about my background."
"You’re Master Gui!" Wufu laughed freely: "Regardless of your noble or humble origins, you’re the sa Master Gui I know."
Master Gui paused for a mont, then smiled: "That’s true."
They reached the front door and saw Jun Wenqi flamboyantly standing on a temporarily built stage, delivering a speech with high spirits, introducing the services offered by the club, and grandly advertising how it’s different from other entertainnt venues. He didn’t forget to ntion the club’s plaque was crafted by the Sage of Calligraphy, adding prestige to the club, stirring so scholars to eagerly squeeze forward for a better look.
Watching Jun Wenqi’s increasingly vigorous promotion, seemingly heading down an exaggerated path with no turning back, Wufu coughed twice, saying to Master Gui: "He’s saying too much, it should be enough."
Saying too much loses the mystery; what’s left to intrigue and explore?
Master Gui then gave Jun Wenqi a look.
Jun Wenqi wrapped up with "No words can compare to experiencing it firsthand", stepped off the stage, personally lit the big firecrackers symbolizing flourishing wealth, and entered the park amidst the lively lion dance.
Wufu scanned the crowd, aside from common folks, there were quite a few hangers-on, probably here to gather information.
She and Master Gui headed back inside the park, saying as they went: "Quite a few competitors sent people to inquire, so the club probably won’t beco an imdiate hit. Once those who’ve visited start spreading the word, it’ll beco a popular venue for partnership discussions and relationship building."
Master Gui raised an eyebrow: "You sure are full of confidence."
Wufu shrugged: "Can’t help it, God of Fortune possesses , this young master is just that confident."
She’s the protagonist, oh protagonist!
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