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Chapter 361: The Circle of the Second Ancestors


Yuweizhai has seven floors in total, and from the fourth floor onwards, they are all expensive private rooms.

In addition to expensive dishes, a large amount of spiritual stones are also needed to pay for this special honor.

Qian Minglin said that this time it was a friend's treat.

It seemed that this person usually had a lot of money.

But looking at it from another perspective, there are only a few students who can get into Shangli College who are not from wealthy families.

The only difference is whether you are willing to give up or not.

After all, even among those from rich families, only a few are willing to spend tens of thousands or even more.

As soon as the three of them stepped into the restaurant, a waiter came forward to ask.

After Qian Minglin reported her name, the waiter immediately changed to a more respectful attitude and personally led the people to the fourth floor.

Turning into a gorgeously decorated corridor, there are two private rooms side by side at the end, with the house numbers "Xianyun" and "Haoyue" marked on the door respectively.

On the way here, the waiter who led the way briefly introduced that there are more than ten rooms on the fourth floor, each named after an elegant word, which has a rather arty meaning; while the upper floors are directly named after Tianzijian, Dizijian and Xuanzijian.

It marks higher-end specifications and also represents better service.

None of the above rooms are affordable for ordinary college students.

It was the first day of school, and those gathered on the upper three floors were basically teachers from Shangli College, or family leaders who were about to bid farewell to their children and juniors.

The waiter lowered his eyes and stopped at the door of the "Haoyue" room on the right, signaling Mu Chuyue and the others to enter through this door.

I saw Qian Minglin adjust her clothes a little before raising her hand to knock on the door.

Her movements were slightly hesitant, which was very different from the high-spirited look before.

Even Qian Minglan, who had been cursing along the way, suddenly stopped talking and whispered to Mu Chuyue with a cold face.

"Since you are here with us, you are not just representing your own face.

Be careful and don't say the wrong thing.

There are people with status among them.

Even my brother and I can't afford to offend you."

Mu Chuyue nodded but did not respond.

The change in attitude between the two brothers and sister made her find it very interesting.

What kind of terrifying identity can make a carefree lady like Qian Minglan deliberately restrain her emotions and pretend to be particularly reserved?

In this way, Mu Chuyue couldn't help but have some expectations for the person she was about to meet.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, someone opened it, revealing the face of an arrogant man.

This man was not tall.

He pointed at Qian Minglin with his nostrils and said calmly: "The young master of Qianjia who came to Zhongzhou is quite proud."

After saying that, he turned around to make way, and treated the Qian family brothers and sisters with great indifference.

Only then did Mu Chuyue see that there were nearly twenty seats in the private room, and seven or eighty-eight people were already occupied.

The banquet had not yet started, but everyone present had already exchanged glasses, and all of them were toasting to the people next to the vacant head seat in a flattering manner.

It was as if he had not noticed the arrival of a new guest.

"Don't dare, you have been waiting for a long time."

Qian Minglin repeatedly confessed, extremely humble.

"Humph" The man who opened the door gave up.

The man glanced at the table out of the corner of his eye, pointed impatiently at a few seats on the left side of the door and said, "You three, just sit here."

Then he quickly returned to his seat, picked up his wine glass, and joined in the toasting procession.

Those positions are clearly the last ones on the entire table.

Mu Chuyue raised her eyebrows.

It seems that the Qianjia brothers and sisters do not necessarily attach much importance to them as "friends" they keep saying. xx4911131: