Chapter 151 Turning a Blind Eye

A designer asked the person who suggested going to the Fu's Hotel.

"Which one are you talking about? We've already ripped off President Ji at Fu's hotels a few times already. The food is good, but there's nothing new about it."

The man shook his head and said:

"Didn't you know they opened a new high-end restaurant and hotel that's different from the traditional ones? I heard it's designed to cater to a younger demographic and has a more youthful vibe."

"Oh, you mean that high-end buffet that costs 8,000 yuan per person? I've seen very few people online who have eaten there. Is it really that good?"

"That's why we have to try it. I bet the 8,000 yuan one is much better than our 800 yuan one. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to spend 8,000 yuan on a meal. It would have to be Mr. Ji who treats me."

"You're wrong too. President Ji treated so many of us to a meal, at eight thousand per person. How much did that meal cost? It must have been over eighty thousand!"

"As expected, we are not on the same spending level. We don't understand Mr. Ji's world of the rich. Goodbye, I apologize for disturbing you."

The baby-faced designer approached Jiang Ranxing enthusiastically and said, "Designer Jiang, how about it? Would you be interested in having dinner at the Fu's Hotel?"

Jiang Ranxing's smile was slightly awkward; she naturally didn't want to set foot in any place that would have any interaction with Fu Shenyuan.

Before she could say anything or react,

The baby-faced designer enthusiastically added, "Let's go! We were going to celebrate your success anyway, so don't refuse, okay? Let's try it."

Jiang Ranxing thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

Well, it's just a meal. As long as everyone is happy, it's really nothing.

She disliked Fu Shenyuan.

Just because you don't like Fu Shenyuan doesn't mean you can dislike the employees and businesses under the Fu Group. The employees of the Fu Group are still doing the right thing.

If she refuses everything because of her relationship with Fu Shenyuan, then there's probably nothing in the entire City A that she can touch.

Seeing Jiang Ranxing nod, the baby-faced designer finally burst into laughter.

"Yay! I've been wanting to go out to eat with you," said the baby-faced designer. "You're driving, right? Can I ride with you? I'll hitch a ride."

Just as Jiang Ranxing was about to nod, the elevator on the other side opened with a ding—it was Ji Shiheng's private elevator for the president.

All eyes turned to the elevator entrance.

Ji Shiheng strode out of the elevator, his tall and handsome figure appearing before everyone.

"Hello, Mr. Ji." Everyone greeted him.

"Hello everyone." Ji Shiheng smiled and waved.

Then he walked over to Jiang Ranxing and looked at her with a smile: "Luckily we made it in time. I thought you had already left. Let's go together."

Jiang Ranxing looked somewhat bewildered: "Is President Ji coming along too?"

Does the top boss have to attend the department dinner?

Ji Shiheng laughed and said, "What, is it not allowed? You're clearly trying to rip me off tonight, and you won't even let me participate?"

They all knew that Ji Shiheng was just joking.

Everyone laughed, but no one felt embarrassed or scared.

They all understood that Ji Shiheng was easy to talk to and approachable at all times, except when it came to work.

Moreover, Ji Shiheng has always been like this; he just likes to make a few jokes, but in practice, he is always very generous to everyone.

He can be considered a representative of outstanding rich young men.

However, what puzzled everyone was that President Ji usually didn't participate in the dinners and would only reimburse the expenses when settling the bill afterwards.

Why did we decide to come together today?

With Ji Shiheng involved, tonight shouldn't be too boring.

Who knows, the boss might be in a good mood and give even more.

Ji Shiheng didn't take it seriously, and just casually asked, "Have you decided where to eat?"

"Let's go to the newly opened hotel by the Fu family for a buffet," someone replied.

Ji Shiheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Fu's Hotel, huh? Go there, fine, whatever makes you happy."

Ji Shiheng didn't care about that much; such things were completely irrelevant to him.

Ji Shiheng glanced at Jiang Ranxing again and asked, "How are you getting there?"

“I’ll drive,” Jiang Ranxing said.

“Take me with you,” the baby-faced designer chimed in.

Ji Shiheng looked at it and then said to the baby-faced designer, "You ride in my car, there will be a driver to take you. I'll ride in Designer Jiang's car."

"Huh? Why, Mr. Ji?"

The baby-faced designer was a little confused, but when she thought of Ji Shiheng's luxury car, she immediately understood.

Riding in Mr. Ji's luxury car even once would make the trip worthwhile.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji. I'll be eternally grateful!" The baby-faced designer walked away with a grin.

Everyone took the elevator downstairs, some driving, some sharing a ride, and set off.

When Jiang Ranxing and Ji Shiheng arrived at the underground parking lot, they glanced at their sports car and Ji Shiheng's luxury car, which was obviously very expensive.

She said, "Mr. Ji, why do you insist on taking my small boat instead of your big ship?"

Ji Shiheng echoed her words, saying, "I'm all alone on the big ship, but it's not a bad thing that you're with me on the small boat."

Jiang Ranxing was still a little unaccustomed to his casual sweet talk.

However, I no longer feel as uncomfortable as I did at the beginning.

Since returning from abroad, Ji Shiheng has always inadvertently revealed a flirtatious attitude whenever he sees her or seeks her out.

Perhaps it was a skill Ji Shiheng had honed through his frequent visits to brothels, or perhaps it was something he always possessed, but he was never weak when it came to flirting.

However, Jiang Ranxing gradually got used to it. When there was nothing else to do, Ji Shiheng was a bit frivolous.

She didn't take it too seriously.

Jiang Ranxing smiled and said nothing. Just as she was about to get into the driver's seat, Ji Shiheng stopped her.

“I’ll take my leave, madam, please rest.” Ji Shiheng gave a perfectly polite gentleman’s salute.

Jiang Ranxing thought for a moment, smiled, and decided to let it go.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Ji," Jiang Ranxing said.

Ji Shiheng raised an eyebrow, got into the driver's seat, and the car instantly drove away from the parking lot.

Amidst the bustling traffic, their car disappeared into the dazzling lights of the world.

At the newly opened hotel of the Fu Group, the hotel manager arranged the largest private room, Lanting Hall, for Ji Shiheng and his entourage according to the number of people. It was similar to a room within a room, and the private room also resembled a restaurant. At the same time, a management team was also sent to serve them.

Everyone was quite satisfied with the overall service and food at the new hotel.

The quality of the Fu Group hotels remains consistently good.

Ji Shiheng and Jiang Ranxing were the last to arrive. When the waiter led them into the private room, the hotel manager looked up.

This glance was quite significant; after seeing it, the hotel manager almost dropped his wine glass.

He thought he had misread it.

Isn't this President Fu's wife and the famous President Ji?

How could they have appeared at the same time?

Could it be that President Fu has come too?

The hotel manager looked behind them but did not see Fu Shenyuan.

However, the hotel manager didn't dare say anything, fearing he might offend the two men, and politely invited them to sit down.

Then he called out the main service managers.

The hotel manager said, "You guys be careful later. That's Mr. Fu's wife, and the other one is Mr. Fu's friend, Mr. Ji. Don't neglect either of them, and don't easily reveal their identities. Give them the best service, understand?"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

One of the lower-level managers asked, "Manager, how do you know their identities? Is this really Mrs. Fu? Didn't they say that President Fu isn't married yet? Where did this wife come from?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is really Mrs. Fu, you just don't know it," the hotel manager said, his eyes narrowing.

People still don't quite believe Jiang Ranxing's identity.

She looks like just an ordinary beauty, where is the airs of a wealthy wife?

The hotel manager interrupted him, saying, "I once attended a meeting at the group headquarters. When I went to the legal department to submit some documents, I ran into her at the elevator. The people from the group's legal department said she was Mrs. Fu. How could that be fake?"

The hotel manager warned again, "Since Mr. Fu hasn't publicly announced the existence of his wife, it means that Mrs. Fu is probably being protected very well by him. Any one of you who dares to offend Mr. Fu will lose your jobs."

No one present wanted to lose this respectable job with its high salary and good benefits.

So they all stopped talking.

The hotel manager continued,

"I met President Ji by chance at an exchange meeting. They are all genuine. You must be careful not to upset them, otherwise our work may be terminated."

"Okay, manager, don't worry," everyone replied in unison.

The hotel manager nodded and said, "Alright, go in quickly and provide good service."

Several managers went into the private room. The hotel manager thought for a moment in the corridor, then took out his phone and called the group's administrative department.

"Hello, this is the hotel's sales manager. Could you please find Mr. Fu's assistant, Tan Shen's assistant's phone number?"

The administration quickly gave them the phone number, and the hotel manager called Tan Shen.

At this moment, Tan Shen was driving, and Fu Shenyuan in the back seat was looking at a project plan on a tablet computer.

The vehicle was stable, and the air pressure inside was low and quiet.

Suddenly, Tan Shen received a call from an unknown number on his phone. He answered it with his Bluetooth headset and listened to the other person.

"...Yes, I am Mr. Fu's assistant."

"You mean, Madam and Mr. Ji are dining at our new hotel restaurant?" Tan Shen asked hesitantly, trying to keep his voice as soft as possible.

Upon hearing Tan Shen's words, Fu Shenyuan's fingers, which were turning pages on the screen, paused.

He looked up at the screen in the car where Tan Shen was answering a call.

Tan Shen continued listening to the hotel manager on the other end of the phone, and after a while he spoke into the phone.

"Okay, I understand. I'll take care of it."

Tan Shen hung up the phone and glanced at the back seat in the rearview mirror. Fu Shenyuan's glasses reflected the light from the screen, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

Tan Shen considered for a moment and decided he should report this to President Fu, so he said,

"Mr. Fu, the manager of our newly opened hotel reported that your wife and Mr. Ji brought a group of people to the hotel for a meal. They were worried about neglecting your wife, so they came to ask if there was anything they should pay attention to. Is this at your behest, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Shenyuan then raised his head, his eyes unfathomable, and Tan Shen could not understand what he meant.

Fu Shenyuan glanced at his wristwatch, then said to Tan Shen, "Let's go to the hotel later."

Tan Shen glanced at the rearview mirror again, looking at Fu Shenyuan, and reminded him, "President Fu, but the dinner you're going to has high-ranking leaders in it, so it's not appropriate to refuse."

Tan Shen felt it was his duty as the president's assistant to offer this reminder.

Fu Shenyuan's gaze turned slightly cold, and his tone was even colder: "Contact the other people in the group and have them go."

Tan Shen had no choice but to agree and made a phone call to a senior leader in the group's public relations department.

The other party clearly didn't dare to attend such an event, but Tan Shen still called them over.

Tan Shen had already turned the car around and headed towards the new hotel.

At the hotel.

The hotel staff brought out and arranged the dishes ordered by the guests one by one in order.

Everyone was drawn to the exquisite and delicious food; some took photos, while others ate.

Ji Shiheng and Jiang Ranxing sat at a separate two-person table.

If you didn't see that there were other colleagues around, they really looked like a couple on a date.

The hotel manager personally carried the tray over and placed the food in front of them, showing great respect.

Ji Shiheng glanced at the name tag on his clothes, then at the others, and noticed something amiss.

"The hotel manager is personally serving us. Are we VIPs receiving special treatment?" Ji Shiheng said, chuckling ambiguously.

Jiang Ranxing had just taken a sip of her hot drink when she looked up at the hotel manager's face.

The hotel manager smiled politely at them and nodded in greeting.

The hotel manager spoke up, very professionally and enthusiastically: "Madam, Mr. Ji, we are honored to have you both here. We will certainly treat you with the best service."

Jiang Ranxing raised a delicate eyebrow: "You know me?"

The hotel manager replied, "I had the pleasure of meeting your wife once within the group. She had an exceptional presence, so I remembered her."

Jiang Ranxing smiled politely, then her smile turned cold. She said, "Don't call me that outside. Just treat me like an ordinary customer. There's no need to give me any special treatment."

She was somewhat unhappy, but she couldn't bring herself to resent unrelated people because of it.

The hotel manager hesitated, feeling that this might not be appropriate.

Ji Shiheng chimed in, "Yeah, we spend money normally, there's no need for any special treatment."

Ji Shiheng also disliked this differential treatment.

On this point, he and Jiang Ranxing were remarkably in agreement.

Hearing what they said, the hotel manager didn't dare to go against their wishes. Offending these two would be tantamount to ruining his own future.

So the hotel manager had to find someone to move him to another spot, and he ended up standing at the computer near the entrance of the private room, watching the surveillance video inside the room so he could provide them with service at any time.

At the same time, he was also wondering if President Fu would come over later.

If Fu Shenyuan comes, all employees must provide the highest level of service.

So the hotel manager pressed the intercom and said to everyone, "Today is a special situation, everyone must be alert and do their best."

The received audio came through the headphones.

The hotel manager didn't dare to relax for a minute and also instructed the security guards at the hotel entrance to report on the cars and people entering the hotel at all times.

Twenty minutes later, a discreet luxury car pulled up in front of the hotel.

When the security guard reported the license plate number to the hotel manager, the hotel manager's slightly relaxed state of mind immediately became tense.

"Everyone, immediately enter Level 1 service mode, President Fu Shenyuan is here."

The hotel manager made arrangements via walkie-talkie while walking briskly towards the door.

Just as he arrived in the lobby, Fu Shenyuan had just entered the hotel.

The hotel manager immediately walked to the head of the line of upright waiters and bowed to Fu Shenyuan, saying cautiously, "Welcome, Mr. Fu, to inspect the hotel."

As Fu Shenyuan's shiny leather shoes touched the cool, reflective hotel floor, he glanced at the hotel manager and asked, "Where is Madam?"

The hotel manager straightened up and pointed to his right with his palm facing upwards.

"Madam is in the Orchid Pavilion Hall, Mr. Fu, would you like to go there?"

Fu Shenyuan nodded, and the hotel manager immediately led the way, taking Fu Shenyuan there.

Only after they disappeared did the other waiters realize that among the group of people who had just arrived was Mr. Fu's wife, and that Mr. Fu was already married.

Tan Shen listened from the side without saying anything.

However, he didn't know what was wrong with Fu Shenyuan, who had never previously revealed the existence of his wife.

Why did they suddenly bring up his wife so directly in front of so many people?

Is Mr. Fu no longer worried about others finding out that he is married?

Tan Shen silently shook his head.

In front of the Lanting Hall, the hotel manager opened the door for Fu Shenyuan, who then went inside.

He walked into the private room with a cold face. The first thing he saw was a group of people eating and chatting happily. Then, his gaze shifted slightly, and at a two-person table away from the noisy crowd, Ji Shiheng and Jiang Ranxing were sitting face to face.

Ji Shiheng didn't know what to say, but Jiang Ranxing nodded in response.

Just by looking at each other, the two seemed to get along very well.

Fu Shenyuan's expression was not good. He turned his head and asked the hotel manager, "What did Madam and the others order?"

The hotel manager answered truthfully.

Fu Shenyuan turned around and said, "Open a bottle of Hennessy and send it over to them."

The hotel manager's eyes lit up when he heard Fu Shenyuan's words. This bottle of wine would bring them a huge bonus this month, enough to support him for a long time without having to work.

He quickly ordered someone to fetch wine from the treasured wine cellar.

Fu Shenyuan stepped inside, and his arrival immediately attracted the attention of the crowd.

"My God! Is that the president of Fu's Group? He's so handsome, a perfect clothes hanger!"

"Yes! This is the first time I've ever seen him in person, and it's the first time I've seen someone whose looks can rival CEO Ji's. Awesome!"

"No, then what's he doing here? Didn't we book this hall?"

The group exchanged glances and shook their heads. "Right, who did he come to see? President Ji? Could it be that he and President Ji..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I think he really did go to President Ji's side."

With steady and powerful steps, Fu Shenyuan approached Ji Shiheng and Jiang Ranxing's table and stopped there.

The light in front of Jiang Ranxing was blocked by a shadow. She looked up and saw Fu Shenyuan.

Instantly, the smile on her face vanished.

Jiang Ranxing said coldly, "Can you move aside? You're blocking my light, President Fu."