Chapter 1653: Chapter 1652: Private Room No. 8
Chapter 1652: Box Number Eight
At this time, "going through the back door" was a trendy term. Unlike in the seventies when it had negative connotations, at this time, being able to go through the back door meant you had connections. Furthermore, there was a saying: relationships are also a form of productivity.
Therefore, everyone looked at Qin Xiangshan with new eyes.
Mengyu, however, shook her head, "No need to wait, we can go in and eat directly."
No need to wait?
Eat directly?
This Nan Mengyu is even more formidable than Qin Xiangshan.
Could it be that they came early today? It’s only five thirty in the afternoon. Did they let them use the box first, then let the next group use it after they’re done?
That can’t be right. No matter how late others come, it won’t be past seven o’clock, right? Are they going to hurry and eat and then get kicked out?
Qin Xiangshan couldn’t help but say, "Hey, aren’t you getting fooled? The roast duck shop here is too popular. I only got priority because I had connections. Wanting to eat directly isn’t feasible."
Mengyu ignored him and walked into the roast duck restaurant, heading straight to the box area.
Wang Huilan gave Qin Xiangshan a disdainful look, "We’ll see if it works when we get into the box."
Huang Zifeng also glared at Qin Xiangshan for daring to question his master. ℯℯ𝘭.
The group was invited by Mengyu, so they naturally followed her lead.
Qin Xiangshan’s expression changed briefly, then he followed inside. Seeing Mengyu continue deeper into the box area, he hurriedly called out, "Hey, you’ve passed by it. It’s box number three right here."
The students stopped momentarily at Qin Xiangshan’s words, but seeing Mengyu still moving forward, they continued to follow her.
From the back, Hong Jinxiu chuckled, "Student Qin, we’re not dining on your treat today."
A hint of aggressiveness flashed in Qin Xiangshan’s eyes, but he suppressed it and followed the group inside.
Mengyu walked all the way to box number eight and then stopped. Qin Xiangshan saw Mengyu reach box number eight and finally understood why she said they could eat directly. Because this was box number eight!
In the past few decades, Chinese people hadn’t considered eight to be a lucky number, but since Shenzhen became famous as the forefront of reform, some habits from the south spread across the country. For instance, the number eight was phonetically similar to "fa" (wealth) locally, granting the number eight the reputation of being the luckiest number.
Subsequently, items involving the number eight were reserved for the wealthy or privileged class. For example, car plates and phone numbers with eight weren’t accessible to ordinary people.
In restaurants, box number eight was established as the highest-end box, with its furnishings better than other boxes, naturally leading to higher expenses within.
For example, in this roast duck shop, the starting consumption in box number eight had to be 888 yuan. Otherwise, they’d rather keep it vacant than allow entry.
In an era where hosting was adequately covered with tens, and hundreds were considered extravagance, an 888-yuan banquet was intimidating to many.
However, box number eight was special; as long as you entered box number eight, there was no need to queue. You could come in directly, order dishes, and have food served within five minutes.
This female student actually led everyone to box number eight, truly ignorant and fearless. She surely doesn’t know that the minimum spending here is 888 yuan.
A male student standing at the box door smiled and asked, "Excuse me, lady, are you aware of the rules for box number eight?"
His tone and demeanor were polite, but his gaze held disdain: here comes another country bumpkin student, possibly unaware of the rules here, trying to take advantage through someone else’s grace.