The Godly Rich System: Becoming the richest person is just a matter of minutes.

Chapter 23 Encountering a Weirdo

As luck would have it, it was the very private room that Wen Ziyi wanted.

How could Wen Ziyi possibly hear 'Lanting' now? He exploded the moment he heard it, pointing his finger at Song Qianyi and the other two.

"Is this the 'Lanting' you booked? Cancel it immediately and book something else! I want this one!"

I'd only ever heard of weirdos before, but this year, I've become the target of their attempts to extort money. I ignored them and walked right past them.

Xiaomi brought in Manager Zhang, who was in charge of the front desk.

Manager Zhang was slacking off in the back and was a little impatient when he was called over to handle something, but when he saw it was Wen Ziyi, his expression changed instantly.

After understanding the cause and effect of the matter, the manager looked at Song Qianyi and the other two who had just left.

Although this girl dressed quite wealthyly, who knows where she got her money from? And the two men with her, they looked like ordinary people, not worth offending Young Master Wen for.

Xia was introducing the 'Lanting' to Song Qianyi and the others, but before she could say more than a few words...

"Hey, wait a minute! This is the second young master of the Wen family. Asking you to leave your private room is a favor to you."

It was Manager Zhang who stopped Song Qianyi and the others; he stood next to Wen Ziyi like a lackey.

Song Qianyi frowned, her tone displeased, "Excuse me, if I heard correctly, you're asking us to cancel our reservations for private rooms and then give them to them?"

Xu Hai became even more agitated, and if Ding Shisong hadn't stopped him, he would have thrown a punch.

Manager Zhang seemed oblivious to the hidden meaning in Song Qianyi's words, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean. Hurry up, don't delay Young Master Wen's meal."

Xiaomi and Xia whispered to each other, "This young lady clearly booked the private room first, so why should it be given to that young master Wen!"

"Exactly, don't you understand the first-come, first-served rule?"

Manager Zhang heard this, turned around and glared at them fiercely, "Don't you want to work here anymore?"

The two receptionists immediately muted their microphones and moved to the side, away from this troublesome place.

Xu Hai couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed Ding Shisong aside and shielded Song Qianyi behind him, saying, "You've gone too far. I never expected such a big store to be such a heartless place."

"What's wrong? If you're not happy, keep it to yourself. Young Master Wen's brother has a black card from Chenxi, which is second only to the Purple Gold Black Card." Manager Zhang's eyes flashed with smugness, as if the card belonged to him.

Song Qianyi smiled, patted Xu Hai on the shoulder, and took out a card from her pocket. "Is this the purple-gold black card you mentioned?"

"This...this...yours must be fake!" Manager Zhang had never actually seen the Purple Gold Black Card before.

"Xiao Yi, quickly apologize to this young lady." A deep male voice came.

The man was dressed in a black suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and he walked towards Wen Ziyi.

"Brother." Wen Ziyi, true to his earlier imposing manner, stood there like a well-behaved child.

Behind him, his classmates greeted him with a chorus of voices, "Hello, Brother Wen."

This Mr. Wen, with his imposing presence even without anger, said, "Hurry up."

Wen Ziyi awkwardly walked up to Song Qianyi and said, "Yes, sir."

"louder."

"sorry!"

Then Wen Xiuyuan walked up to Song Qianyi, bowed, and said, "I am truly sorry, Miss. It was my younger brother who was ignorant of etiquette. I hope you will forgive him."

Seeing that Young Master Wen was in such a state, Song Qianyi didn't know what to say and could only nod, thus letting the matter rest.

"My name is Wen Xiuyuan. May I ask how you should address me, Miss?"

Song Qianyi said calmly, "My surname is Song."

"Yes, Miss Song, there is a charity auction on the evening of the 3rd of next month. Would you do me the honor of attending?"

Song Qianyi pondered, an auction? This was a great opportunity for her to enter high society.

"An auction? I'll go when I have time."

"Okay, I'll send the invitation to Miss Song later."

Song Qianyi nodded and she and Xu Hai finally arrived at the private room 'Lanting'.

Upon entering, they were immediately drawn to the calligraphy works on the wall featuring Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Poems Composed at the Orchid Pavilion," each stroke appearing meticulously crafted yet retaining a lively spirit. The murals themselves flowed seamlessly together, like clouds and water.

Song Qianyi took a picture of the calligraphy and sent it to Qi You, believing he would be interested.

The lighting in the room was just right, with the crystal lampshade reflecting perfectly onto the screen beside it.

The screen depicts the scene of the Lanting Gathering, with lush trees and flowing water.

The tables and chairs are made of rosewood, and the chair cushions are made of silk, with classic lines from the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion embroidered on them.

The private room is decorated with various items, each complementing the other, making you feel as if you are in the ancient Orchid Pavilion Gathering.

No wonder Wen Ziyi was so eager to come.