Three naive men, with faces full of innocence, followed her to the restaurant.
Upon arrival, the rain had lessened, almost to a drizzle.
After getting out of the car, they walked towards the entrance without umbrellas.
Unexpectedly, as they reached the door, loud, unrestrained screams, like those from a late-night bar, emanated from within.
And they were all female voices.
Why were there so many women?
Zhan Bei Jue stopped, his brow furrowed uncomfortably.
Jiang Nan Fang, following behind, bumped into his back but looked excited.
"Let's go, why did you stop? Hurry up and go in. This restaurant has a 100% positive rating online, let's go see!"
As she spoke, the automatic door slid open.
Jiang Nan Fang excitedly pulled Zhan Bei Jue inside.
Upon entering, the three men in sharp suits immediately stood out, like cranes among chickens.
The restaurant was large, with tables placed close together. The first floor likely had seventy to eighty tables.
Every single table was occupied by women.
From eighty years old down to eighteen, of all heights, shapes, and sizes, the scene was quite spectacular.
However, that wasn't the most spectacular part.
The most spectacular sight was that beside each woman stood a young man, shirtless, wearing only an apron.
The men smiled, standing beside the women. Some were pouring wine, some were serving food, and some even allowed the beautiful women to rest their heads on their shoulders…
Although everyone's face showed a harmonious and joyful expression, the entire room was like this, making the scene appear rather bizarre.
The three tall men in sharp suits clearly had no idea what was happening.
Their expressions were as if they had eaten a fly, completely stunned.
Jiang Nan Fang looked back at the three, seeing the identical look of shock on their faces, and couldn't help but laugh heartily.
It seemed they were quite normal, not particularly approving of an industry that served people with their looks.
Within almost five seconds, Zhan Bei Jue's stomach reacted quickly.
He frowned, his expression looking as if he wanted to eat someone, and glared at Jiang Nan Fang.
"This is the restaurant you spent so much time finding? Are you trying to disgust me on purpose?!"
"You wouldn't understand, President Zhan," Jiang Nan Fang argued.
"This is a new business model. It was created specifically to satisfy female customers' psychological needs. Look how happy everyone is, the rating is 100%. How can you say I'm disgusting you?"
"Stop talking nonsense. I think you have ill intentions. If you like looking at men so much, you can stay here yourself."
Saying this, Zhan Bei Jue turned away with a look of disgust.
In the blink of an eye.
The restaurant's floor manager saw three tall, handsome men at the entrance and mistook them for job applicants, quickly rushing over.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't go, handsome guys, are you here for a job interview?"
"Come, come. I'm the manager here, let me introduce you."
He reached out and grabbed Zhan Bei Jue's wrist.
"Wow, so muscular, great physique, and handsome too. If you come here, you'll definitely be a hit."
"What's your name, handsome? How old are you? We charge by the hour, and with your looks, you can earn up to…"
Zhan Bei Jue felt like he was going to vomit. He turned back coldly, his eyes like knives, looking at the manager.
"Shut up."
Seeing his aura, the manager was startled and quickly took a step back.
"..."
"Which eye of yours saw me as someone applying for a job? Your kind of trash restaurant shouldn't exist in the human market."
"You…"
"She's here for a job interview. Let her stay."
With that, Zhan Bei Jue left the restaurant without looking back.
The restaurant manager sized up Jiang Nan Fang.
Seeing that this girl was fair-skinned, tall, with regular features, and a bright, beautiful look, a one-in-a-million beauty.
He couldn't help but smile again.
"Are you here for a job interview too? Yes, yes, we also recruit beautiful women. Some female customers like your type, you understand. Come, come…"
"No, no, I'm not applying." Jiang Nan Fang quickly escaped from him and chased after Zhan Bei Jue's retreating back.
"Just kidding. I was just kidding, don't be angry."
"Actually, I was looking for the restaurant next door." Jiang Nan Fang ran to the three of them, walking backward, explaining.
"Look, there's a private kitchen restaurant. Let's go there. I was really joking with you just now."
Ah Zhong turned and looked next door. Indeed, it was Zhang's Private Kitchen.
He reminded Zhan Bei Jue, "Manager Jiang was really just joking. This kind of restaurant is very popular online recently. I heard my girlfriend mention it too."
"Right? And some restaurants are full of beautiful women. Some wear bikinis, some wear qipaos, all to serve male customers like you."
"Why is it so annoying to you when they serve female customers in reverse?"
Zhan Bei Jue had never been to such a vulgar restaurant and didn't know such things existed.
He frowned in disgust, "Can you stop talking? Don't pollute my ears with such vulgar things."
"Alright, alright, you're elegant. We can go to the elegant private kitchen next door, can't we?"
The four of them moved and arrived at the entrance of the antique-style restaurant.
As the door was pushed open, pleasant classical music and a scent of sandalwood wafted out. Two hostesses in lotus-pink qipaos nodded gracefully at them.
"Hello, welcome."
Satisfied now?
Jiang Nan Fang smiled and nudged Vice President Gao with her arm.
"How about this? Quite proper, isn't it?"
Vice President Gao dared not comment and looked at Zhan Bei Jue.
Zhan Bei Jue glanced around the room.
Business wasn't good, most tables were empty.
Seven or eight waitresses in pink qipaos were scattered in various corners of the restaurant.
He seemed to be on a uniform spree today.
A bunch of men in uniforms next door, and a bunch of women in uniforms here, how could they possibly eat!
"Find a private room. No waitresses. You serve the food."
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"Jiang Nan Fang. If I see anyone in uniform again today, you'll walk back yourself."
And so, afterwards, the three men sat inside waiting to eat. The waitresses delivered the food to the door, and Jiang Nan Fang carried it in.
Zhan Bei Jue maintained a sullen expression throughout the meal, which was tasteless.
They had to return to the company to continue working in the afternoon. After eating, Vice President Gao urged them to leave quickly.
Zhan Bei Jue instructed Ah Zhong, "You take Vice President Gao back. I have something to say to Jiang Nan Fang."
Jiang Nan Fang felt an increasing itch on her body.
She didn't know if it was because she had eaten eggs and shrimp earlier, but now not only her face, but her arms, her entire body was so itchy that she couldn't sit still.
Yet Zhan Bei Jue still asked her to drive.
"You drive. I, Zhan Bei Jue, never act as a chauffeur."
Having a driver available and not using him, yet ordering others around, was ridiculous.
As Jiang Nan Fang drove, she couldn't help but twist her body, letting the seat rub against her back to alleviate the itching.
Zhan Bei Jue wanted to reprimand her for choosing the restaurant, and tell her to be more normal in the future and set a good example for the children.
Seeing her attitude, he became even more enraged.
"Jiang Nan Fang, with your slouching posture and lack of manners, your complete lack of decorum, you still want to fight me for the children? What qualifications do you have to be a mother?"