Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 63 You Triggered Chu Zihang's Keyword (35)

Rainwater cascaded down the eaves like a waterfall, making the three-story Western-style building deep in the lakeside garden seem like a lonely water curtain cave.

Isolated from the world, the sound of the continuous rain was blocked out by the glass.

The music falling from the dome changed to a magnificent piece—Wagner's "Entry of the Gods into Valhalla".

Under the dim yellow light, waiters in white silently placed plates of exquisite dishes on the table.

Contrary to Lu Mingfei's expectations, there was no serving of food. All the dishes were served individually on plates that were rarely used, one serving per person.

When Nono introduced it before, she only mentioned cheese, pizza, fried chicken, steak, and macaroni.

But actually they are called Rigatoni Cacio e Pepe, Testun, Rissoto... The cheese fermented for five years in the caves of Rocofo, Italy, the hazelnut flour for the bread came from Lake Garda, as well as oysters from Brittany and fresh fish from Yokohama, Japan.

They were served on plates from the brand Ginori 1735, a renowned Italian porcelain brand with nearly 300 years of history. It is not only one of the oldest ceramic brands in Italy, but also hailed as the premier porcelain brand in Europe.

Each dish is even paired with a different wine, ranging from the Sicilian volcano to Mount Vesuvius, with a subtle oxidative flavor accompanied by a hint of Mediterranean saltiness and the texture of volcanic minerals—

This was certainly not something Lu Mingfei ate.

It was Chen Moxuan. He was a very good at making things happen. Every time a dish was served, he would recite the origin of the dish and how to eat it, trying to make the atmosphere at the table a little more lively.

But to be honest... that's a bit difficult.

Apart from Lu Mingfei, probably no one really had the appetite to eat. Oh, not counting the shadow warrior playing the Chen family head.

Of all the people at the table, only the two of them were diligently eating; everyone else had a cold expression on their face, as if someone owed them eight hundred yuan, and that person was right there at the table.

Especially Chu Zihang, as the rain got heavier, his face looked like it was covered in ice, indicating that he owed at least eight thousand yuan!

"so so."

Lu Mingfei silently commented in his mind.

Nono was right about one thing: Italian cuisine is the predecessor of French cuisine and emphasizes the original flavor. But the original flavor... well, it's all about the atmosphere.

Compared to that, he would much rather sit in a shop on the ancient-style snack street with Su Xiaoqiang or his senior brother Lao Tang and the others and have a meal together; that's what real life is all about.

"If President Su isn't going to eat it, then I'll have it?"

Lu Mingfei muttered something to the middle-aged man beside him.

He took a liking to the fried chicken on the plate, but at Su Jiannan's age, it was naturally not suitable for him to eat this.

"Hmm." Su Jiannan nodded slightly and handed the plate to Lu Mingfei.

His gaze remained fixed on Chen Moxuan without wavering. He had already recognized that this talkative young man was the Chen family member who had been in contact with the Su Group. However, the once arrogant and domineering young man was now behaving like a real waiter.

"Is this the internal order of the hybrid world?" Su Jiannan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

While his own hard work certainly played a part in his success, the significant role his wife Oliveira's family played in his rise from humble beginnings is undeniable.

Even though Su Xiaoqiang's mother was only the seventh daughter of the younger brother of the head of the Oliveira family, and her bloodline was not outstanding, she still brought him convenience and resources that were unimaginable in ordinary society.

And today...

At the head of the table sat the patriarch of the orthodox Chen family, a family even more powerful than the Oliveira family.

What have I done to deserve being invited to this table today?
This is a question that Su Jiannan has never been able to understand.

Moreover, he didn't believe that Binhai, a small city that was at most a third-tier city, was worthy of being taken seriously by the Chen family head, let alone having to come here in person.

Su Jiannan pondered, his gaze suddenly freezing for a moment.

"I don't eat fried chicken either, but you can have it."

Nono, who was sitting diagonally across from Lu Mingfei at the dining table, pushed the plate of fried chicken in front of her toward him.

The girl's hands were very steady; the heavy plate traced an arc on the table and landed steadily in front of Lu Mingfei.

"No need, thank you, I've had enough."

Lu Mingfei gave a forced smile and pushed the plate back. His hand was equally steady; the heavy plate barely paused in front of him before sliding back to Nuonuo.

Just kidding, can't you see that I have a very close relationship with President Su? Why are you putting on this show?
Furthermore, we were just saying we'd help you persuade your senior brother to agree to deal with the Chen family, and incidentally, we'd each get what we need. We're all friends of justice, and we all have a bright future... Can't you have a little sense of boundaries?
"Oh."

Nono didn't insist and continued fiddling with a squid sushi.

Seeing this, Su Jiannan's expression inexplicably relaxed.

however.

However, Su Jiannan was not the only middle-aged man at the dining table; another middle-aged man also noticed the brief interaction between the two.

"What's this young friend's name?"

The head of the Chen family put down his pure silver knife and fork, picked up a towel to wipe his mouth, and looked over with a smile.

...Of course, it was a malicious smile; Lu Mingfei could even see an exclamation mark appearing above his head!

My favorability rating dropped by two points in no time.

"Brother, aren't you getting a little too into character?" Lu Mingfei smirked and introduced himself.

"Lu Mingfei."

"Hmm." The Chen family patriarch nodded, picked up his champagne glass, took a small sip, and said nothing more.

'boom--'

A sudden tremor struck the glass. The floor-to-ceiling window, which had stood firm against the wind and rain, seemed to be subjected to an indescribable pressure, bulging out in a spherical shape. The next second, it shattered with a bang, and glass fragments mixed with glue fell to the ground.

In the distant lakeside forests, the passage formed by Old Tang's "Open Sesame" actually extends all the way to this place.

The glass, which could withstand a category 12 typhoon, was shattered in less than a second!

This is not a mechanical factor at all.
It was more like a mysterious and authoritative command!

Even the head of the Chen family was momentarily stunned by the sudden turn of events.

Isn't it... not time yet?
The wind and rain suddenly rushed in over the barrier, like a moist sea breeze mixed with salt.

Chu Zihang, who had been quiet and silent all along, suddenly looked up.

He smelled a familiar scent in the wind blowing in through the corridor... not just the muddy smell of rain, but also a hint of the stench of a corpse!

He coldly turned his gaze away.

But he met the dark, menacing eyes of the Chen family patriarch. At this moment, the middle-aged man had recovered from his brief shock.

His expression turned cold and solemn, and he looked back at Chu Zihang with indifferent eyes.

The wind that rushed in carried the howling of wolves, and the meticulously styled hair was whipped about haphazardly in the gale, like a venomous snake baring its fangs.

Was it brought forward?

That's good too.

He only had eyes for Chu Zihang, as if everyone else didn't exist!
Yes.

This banquet was never intended to solve any problems.

The Su family was just an afterthought.

From beginning to end, the Chen family patriarch's only goal was Chu Zihang...

In accordance with the will of a certain important figure!

Amidst the distant thunder and lightning, the faint neighing of massive hooves could be heard.

(End of this chapter)