Chapter 543 The struggle begins, the Lemon Party and the He Party The high-rise building where the Tianshui Hotel is located is so majestic that it seems to be poking into the twilight - this is where the Luo family and the Gu family had their first formal meeting. Now when you step in again, even the air is wrapped with a subtle sense of fate.
The hotel manager had been waiting outside the revolving door, dressed in a neat navy blue suit. As soon as he saw everyone get off the car, he quickly came over with a polite smile on his face.
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Gu, the private room is ready for you. We've got some warm Pu'er tea. Please come this way."
Arriving at the floor and walking through the red velvet carpeted corridor, the light from the crystal chandelier shone on everyone, so warm that it was a little dazzling.
Entering the large private room, the round table could accommodate more than a dozen people. The tableware was neatly arranged, and the rims of the bone china bowls shone with a light golden luster.
Luo Shuning moved first. She had been following Tang Qi, but now she turned around, with a soft smile on her face, and walked straight towards Gu Luo.
The small hand gently placed on his wrist, then held it tightly. The warmth of the palm came through the fabric, with a force that left no room for escape.
"Dabao, sit with me."
Her voice was low enough for everyone in the room to hear. "Dabao," the nickname she only used in private, was like a small stone, gently hitting everyone's heart.
Gu Luo was stunned for a moment, and she pulled his hand to walk towards the table. He vaguely recalled the scene of the "Ashura Field" before.
Luo Shuning pulled Gu Luo to sit by the window, then turned around and waved to Tang Qi, her tone full of intimacy: "Godmother, come and sit down. You can see the scenery of Caizhou City from here."
She did this for two reasons: one was to return the favor and express her gratitude to Tang Qi, and the other was to declare her sovereignty in public.
A smile instantly filled Tang Qi's eyes. She walked over briskly and sat down on the other side. Although there was a seat between them, she was able to catch a glimpse of Gu Luo's profile. The regret in her heart was quickly replaced by satisfaction.
After arranging the two of them, Luo Shuning looked up at Mr. Liu again, his tone respectful and a little coquettish:
"Grandpa Liu, please sit here. It's just right for Dabao to have a couple of drinks with you."
Old Liu laughed dryly twice, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes squeezed together, but he knew clearly in his heart that this girl was openly acting like the hostess and was the first to make a move.
He nodded, walked over and sat down, patting Gu Luo's arm: "Okay, I have to let you accompany me to drink tonight!"
Gu Luo was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Luo Shuhe out of the corner of his eye.
She was standing in the middle of the box, her face expressionless, as if she hadn't seen Luo Shuning's series of actions just now. But the next second, she walked towards Gu Feng, gently put her arm around his, tilted her head slightly, and spoke in a voice as soft as cotton:
"Dad, I want to eat turtle and pigeon. The ones we had here last time were really fresh."
As soon as the word "Dad" came out, the whole box was silent for half a second.
Gu Feng was obviously stunned for a moment. This was the first time Luo Shuhe called him "Dad" in public.
He glanced at Luo Shuning calmly, then smiled and patted the back of Luo Shuhe's hand, his tone so gentle that water could drip out:
"Okay, I'll tell the manager right away and have the kitchen make it for you, and add some of your favorite bamboo shoots."
As he spoke, Gu Feng pulled Luo Shuhe to sit next to him and pushed the menu in front of her: "See if there is anything else you want to eat, let's order together."
Luo Shuhe lowered his head to look at the menu, a faint smile quietly curled up at the corner of his mouth. He ran his finger across the menu, but said nothing more.
Gu Feng really gave her enough face. There was no other way. He could never treat everyone equally. He sincerely hoped that Luo Shuhe and Gu Luo would be fine.
This behavior alone can be said to have been labeled as a member of the He Party, but preference is preference.
Of course, Tang Qi was naturally labeled as a member of the Lemon Party.
Old Liu sat aside and watched, secretly sighing in his heart that the competition between the two sisters had begun openly.
One of them pulls his sweetheart to claim sovereignty, while the other relies on "Dad" to gain support. They both have their own ideas.
He picked up the warm tea on the table and took a sip, his eyes glancing at Luo Liang.
She sat in the main seat, her fingers gently holding the teacup, with no expression on her face.
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