Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Lu Mingfei reluctantly dragged his languid body out of bed.

Who would come looking for me at this time?

Could it be that Qiao Yiran is trying to play matchmaker for me again?

"Who?"

Lu Mingfei lazily opened the door.

However, this time he was wrong. The waitress who came was a young woman wearing a black uniform and a white bow tie.

With big eyes and cherry-like lips, her temperament was somewhere between the sweetness of a girl next door and the maturity of a professional. At first glance, Lu Mingfei was stunned, thinking, "Is the capital city really this wild? A hostess girl offering services in broad daylight?"

Before Lu Mingfei could react, the waitress had already bowed respectfully.

"Hello, are you Mr. Lu Mingfei?" the waitress asked with a smile.

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded blankly.

"Hello, I'm a waitress at this hotel, my name is Lily."

Upon hearing this, the waitress took out a gilded black card from the inner pocket of her tuxedo and presented it to Lu Mingfei with both hands.

"This is our Black Prince Hotel VIP card. With this card, you can enjoy all the services of this hotel for free, including the Golden Key service."

The so-called Golden Key service, simply put, is like a certain errand service in later generations—it's an errand service, but the service area is much larger than that of a certain errand service.

Generally speaking, as long as it does not violate local morals, values, and laws, everything falls within the scope of Golden Key's services.

This service is typically offered only to the most luxurious hotels.

Lu Mingfei stared at the black card, but didn't take it immediately. Instead, he hesitated for a moment, then asked warily, "Is there a fee?"

Lily paused for a moment, clearly not expecting Lu Mingfei to ask this question, but quickly regained her smile: "Golden Key service is always free for VIPs."

Lu Mingfei accepted the gilded VIP black card with a gold-stamped logo of the Black Prince Hotel on the front, feeling flattered.

Expensive hotels are indeed expensive for a reason; the services they provide are so comprehensive.

Now I don't have to go to the Zhaofu Street grocery store to queue up to buy Erba sauce for my aunt anymore, and I can also ask them to buy Liubiju pickles for me.

"Thank you very much." Lu Mingfei nodded gratefully.

"Do you need my help right now?" Lily asked, tilting her head. "Anything you ask for is fine with me."

Damn, don't say such suggestive things! My classmates live next door. If they hear this, they'll think I ordered some kind of special service.

If I stay at Shilan Secondary School, I will truly be socially dead.

However, Lu Mingfei thought again that even if others heard, it probably wouldn't matter. They should all have received the VIP card anyway and know it's just a service provided by the hotel.

It might be a bit early to buy the 28 sauce and pickles now. The weather is hot, and I'm afraid they'll spoil if I buy them in advance. I'll ask the waiter to buy them for me on the day I leave.

"No need, no need," Lu Mingfei waved his hand. "I'll call you if I need anything."

"Okay. My phone number is on the card. You can contact me using the phone in the room."

Lu Mingfei flipped the black card over and sure enough, he saw a phone number with Lliy's English name written next to it.

Lily gave a light bow and then stepped back. In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei had disappeared from the corridor.

"The service is really attentive." Lu Mingfei leaned closer to look at the phone number and muttered, "It's just that the hygiene needs improvement."

The black card felt oily to the touch and smelled like LeEco original potato chips.

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to close the door, a familiar figure came into his field of vision.

"At four o'clock this afternoon, Miaomiao and I are leaving on time to go to Ju De Quan to eat Peking duck. Are you coming?" Qiao Yiran walked over and asked.

“No.” Lu Mingfei decisively refused, without saying the second half of the sentence, “I don’t have money.”

From today until we go back, do not invite him to any activities that cost more than one dollar.

"You really don't want to go?"

"I'm really not going." Lu Mingfei sighed.

Seeing that the corridor was empty, Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment before saying to Qiao Yiran:

"The whole thing between me and Liu Miaomiao is a complete rumor... Actually, she likes Chu Zihang, a senior in the high school. If you want to help her get together with Chu, you should try to set her up with him."

Qiao Yiran rolled her eyes, then suddenly lowered her head.

"I'm Miaomiao's best friend," Qiao Yiran sighed, looking down. "Do you think I don't know who Miaomiao likes?"

Every time it rained, she would call us to go to the convenience store to buy things, because Senior Brother Chu would usually be watching the rain from the eaves of the teaching building.

She would always find an excuse to turn back when she passed by Senior Brother Chu, either to ask if she had a pimple on her face or if her bangs were messy.

Actually, she didn't care about any of that; she just wanted to see Senior Brother Chu's face. She thought we didn't know.

"Then you still..."

"But her affection was too hopeless. She didn't love a person, she loved a sun. Everyone at Shilan High School knew that Chu Zihang was very bright and dazzling, but he was hanging in the sky. And she couldn't be a bird chasing the sun forever; there would always be a day when she had to land."

Qiao Yiran looked at her toes and continued, "I don't know if you've ever had a crush on someone, but I know that having a crush is actually... quite painful. Sometimes on rainy days, when I see Miaomiao staring at the rain outside the window, I feel quite sorry for her."

I know Miaomiao might not like you, but I can also tell she at least doesn't dislike you. So I want to take this opportunity to give her a little push, to help this little bird of prey land a bit sooner.

So that's how it is. Lu Mingfei understood. He suddenly realized why he always felt a little sorry for Liu Miaomiao.

It turns out he didn't pity Liu Miaomiao; he pitied himself.

“So…” Qiao Yiran raised her eyes and looked at Lu Mingfei, “you’re still not going, right?”

"Don't go!"

Lu Mingfei spoke firmly, the money in his pocket making him very principled.

"Okay." Qiao Yiran nodded slightly, then suddenly said, "Excuse me, I wanted to borrow you as a rope to tie Miaomiao down."

"It's alright, it's alright." Lu Mingfei waved his hand, watching Qiao Yiran gracefully leave and return to room 0711.

Lu Mingfei felt a pang of emotion. You want to save Liu Miaomiao, and I want to save Liu Miaomiao too. Ultimately, we have the same goal, but unfortunately, we can't cooperate.

Because the one who can save Liu Miaomiao from Chu Zihang's misery is Zhao Menghua, and the one who can save Liu Miaomiao from Zhao Menghua's misery is Chu Zihang.

"Alas, all living beings suffer."

Lu Mingfei sighed to himself, humming "It's a tough sutra to recite," and strolled to the elevator lobby, intending to go to the hotel restaurant to see what he could eat.

I wasn't full from the airplane food, and I'm a little hungry.

Lily just said that with this VIP card, you can enjoy all the hotel's services, so that should include dining services, right?

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened, and coincidentally, Zhao Menghua was inside.

He was surrounded by a group of followers, chatting animatedly about something. Whether Zhao Menghua's view was blocked by his underlings and he genuinely didn't see Lu Mingfei, or he simply didn't want to acknowledge him, he didn't greet him.

Lu Mingfei entered the elevator with his hands in his pockets and his neck tilted to the side. Zhao Menghua didn't greet him, and he couldn't be bothered to try and get a warm welcome.

I heard voices behind me.

"Boss, where are we going to eat later?" one of Zhao Menghua's underlings asked.

“Since we’re in the capital, we should definitely try some authentic local cuisine,” Zhao Menghua said excitedly. “Let’s have Peking duck at Quanjude for dinner, one duck each, it’s on me.”

Damn it? !

Lu Mingfei's legs trembled in fright, and his fingers immediately touched the elevator floor buttons, pressing them all from bottom to top.

Open the door quickly! Open the door quickly!

Qiao Yiran, I'm going to Quanjude with you guys, so don't leave first, wait for me!

Chapter 31 Judequan and Peking Duck Rolls

The distance from the "Black Prince Hotel" where Lu Mingfei and his friends stayed to Qianmen Street, where the Jujuquan flagship store is located, is not far. Just walk along Xicaoshi Street and pass through Zhushikou to get there.

Since it was still early, the group decided to walk over.

Liu Miaomiao and Qiao Yiran were discussing where to go during their free time on the 17th. To show his sincerity in "not listening to what is improper," Lu Mingfei politely kept a half-meter distance from them and walked side by side.

"Lu Mingfei, what are your plans for the 17th?" Qiao Yiran suddenly leaned over. "Want to come with us to Yangmeizhu Xiejie?"

Liu Miaomiao quickly pulled Qiao Yiran back, giving her a furious, secret glance.

"Yi Ran, don't always make things difficult for him. Lu Mingfei probably has his own things to do, but if you say that, he'll feel bad refusing you."

This statement sounded like it was made with Lu Mingfei's best interests at heart, but Lu Mingfei discerned the underlying meaning.

Liu Miaomiao wanted to avoid herself.

Indeed, from Liu Miaomiao's perspective, both being framed for a scandal and sitting next to each other on the plane were due to force majeure.

Although some ambiguous interactions occurred, they were all unintentional and can be disregarded.

But this time, when she went to eat at Ju De Quan with her friends, and he shamelessly followed along, Liu Miaomiao couldn't help but become wary of him.

I wonder if I misremembered her kindness, or if I had ulterior motives for getting close to her.

Lu Mingfei knew that her initial closeness to him was not only because she wanted to get close to the expressionless senior brother through him, but also because she thought he was harmless, didn't like her, and wouldn't want anything from her, just like a sheep.

However, when the sheep seemed to exhibit wolf-like aggression, Liu Miaomiao began to become wary.

However, Lu Mingfei didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He believed that hesitation would only lead to trouble, and that refusing someone you don't like is actually a commendable act.

Unlike some people who clearly don't like you, but keep giving you hope, showing ambiguity, and keeping you by their side.

“Number 17,” Lu Mingfei lied. “I’m afraid I won’t be able to travel with you on the 17th. I need to go to Liubiju to buy pickles, and I also need to go to the Zhaofu Street grocery store to buy Erba sauce. My aunt asked me to bring it to her.”

Since Liu Miaomiao wants to avoid suspicion from him a little, he'll just go along with it.

Qiao Yiran nodded and said nothing more. She didn't know if Lu Mingfei was genuinely busy or pretending, but since he had already refused, she wouldn't press him.

She understood the principle that forced relationships are never sweet.

Just now at the hotel, after Lu Mingfei laid his cards on the table with her, she knew that Lu Mingfei probably didn't have any feelings for Liu Miaomiao for the time being.

"But if this guy has no feelings for Miaomiao anymore, why did he suddenly follow me?" Qiao Yiran wondered to herself. "I thought he had suddenly realized something."

As they strolled and chatted, they unknowingly arrived at Qianmen Street, where Juju's headquarters were located. However, just as they reached the intersection, they saw a large, bustling crowd queuing ahead.

Oh no, I forgot about that. Lu Mingfei slapped his thigh.