Super Rich Second Generation

"Understood, Young Master Qin. I will handle the matter as quickly as possible," Zhou De replied.

Afterward, Director Shen got into the car with Qin Ning and his group, heading toward the city center.

Yingbin Hotel.

The only five-star hotel in Liu City.

This was a property owned by the Xia family.

The last time Elder Zeng came over from the capital, it was here that he met Qin Ning.

At the hotel entrance, the group got out of the car. Under Xia Fei's arrangement, they quickly took the elevator to the largest private room.

"Director Shen, take a look and see what you'd like to eat. Feel free to order anything. As for the orphanage's renovation, we can chat about it while we eat," Qin Ning said with a smile.

"Alright, alright. Actually, there's no need for all this trouble. We could have just talked at the orphanage. Now you have to spend so much money."

The old director now knew that Qin Ning was no ordinary person. The child who had grown up in the orphanage had truly made something of himself.

Now that Qin Ning had stepped forward, all the problems the orphanage previously faced would be easily solved. He no longer needed to worry so much.

"Young Master Xia, have them serve a portion of all your signature dishes," Qin Fei said.

"Sure, Xiao Fei. I'll go arrange it right away."

Saying that, Xia Fei stood up and walked out of the private room.

Zhou Ping'an also stood up. "I'll go with you. I'll personally cook two dishes later; Young Master Qin and Xiao Fei both love them."

He was now the exclusive chef at the villa and knew Qin Ning and Qin Fei's tastes. Fearing the cooks here wouldn't be able to replicate that flavor, he decided to do it himself.

Moreover, to live up to his role as a chef, Zhou Ping'an had spent a lot of time recently studying recipes.

Truth be told, he really did have a talent for cooking. Even many head chefs at top-tier restaurants might not cook some simple, home-style dishes as deliciously as Zhou Ping'an.

Soon, they arrived at the kitchen. Seeing Xia Fei and Zhou Ping'an, two prominent young masters, bustling about left the nearby chefs dumbfounded. The hotel manager even stayed by their side the entire time, not daring to leave.

He didn't understand. Were these two young masters out of their minds today?

Why would they come to the hotel to cook themselves?

Although curious, the manager didn't dare to ask and could only obediently wait on the side.

"Serve the dishes you've prepared first. I have two more side dishes here that will be ready soon," Zhou Ping'an said.

"Yes, Young Master Zhou."

The hotel manager bowed and agreed. Not to mention, Zhou Ping'an really looked the part while cooking, and the aroma wafting out proved he actually had some skills.

If he didn't know the other party's identity, he might have even wanted to invite Zhou Ping'an to take the position of head chef at the hotel.

"Done."

Soon, Zhou Ping'an finished cooking the last two dishes. He and Xia Fei each carried a plate and headed toward the private room.

"Huh? Young Master Xia?"

In the hallway, a young man around twenty years old had just stepped out of the elevator and bumped right into Xia Fei and Zhou Ping'an.

Seeing Xia Fei actually carrying dishes like a waiter, the young man was instantly dumbfounded.

"Young Master Wang?"

Xia Fei was also taken aback, recognizing the other party at a glance.

Wang Er, a top-tier young master from the Magic City. He was a genuine, super-rich second-generation heir.

"Young Master Xia, it really is you? What are you..."

Looking at Xia Fei holding dishes with an apron tied around his waist, looking as if he had just come out of the kitchen, Wang Er was completely baffled.

Xia Fei was, after all, the top young master in Liu City. Why was he doing this kind of work in his own hotel today?

Filming a TV show?

"Oh, I have a few important guests to host," Xia Fei replied.

Important guests?

Hearing this, Wang Er became even more confused.

What kind of important guests could make a young master like Xia Fei personally act as a waiter?

Wasn't that an exaggeration?

"Young Master Xia, stop chatting. The food will get cold soon," Zhou Ping'an frowned slightly.

He naturally recognized Wang Er as well. If it were in the past, he certainly wouldn't dare to slight the other party too much. But things were different now; clinging tightly to Qin Ning's coattails was his clearest and only priority.

Xia Fei nodded, coming to his senses. After casually exchanging a few words with Wang Er, he ignored the other party and hurriedly carried the dishes into the private room with Zhou Ping'an.

Wang Er grew even more curious.

These two guys were rare top-tier young masters in Liu City. What was going on today?

Just who was sitting in that private room to make them act like this?

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Wang Er followed them and pushed the door open to enter.

"Young Master Wang, why did you come in on your own?"

Xia Fei had just placed the dishes on the table. Seeing Wang Er suddenly intrude, he couldn't help but frown.

"Hehe, I just wanted to see what kind of big shot arrived today. Just pure curiosity. But looking at it now, it doesn't seem like there's any big shot here," Wang Er chuckled, a look of indifference on his face.

He was, after all, one of the few super-rich second-generation heirs in the country. Naturally, he didn't think doing this would risk offending anyone.

After all, anyone who knew his identity would be rushing to curry favor with him.

"Wang Er, you'd better watch your words," Zhou Ping'an also frowned.

"What's the matter? I was just curious and came in to see who exactly you were hosting. Is there a need to give me such an attitude?"

Wang Er was also getting a bit annoyed. With his status, over the years, no matter where he went in the country, no one had ever dared to disrespect him like this.

"Pah."

Thinking this, he spat fiercely on the ground. "If I'm not welcome, this young master doesn't care to be here anyway. What distinguished guests? Aren't they just a few wet-behind-the-ears brats?"

Saying that, he sneered disdainfully, turned around, and walked straight out of the private room.

"Who is this guy? So arrogant?" Zhong Mingyuan frowned. He had never met Wang Er before.

"Wang Er from the Magic City. You all should have heard of him; he's a top-tier young master in the country."

Xia Fei explained, then looked at Qin Ning. "Young Master Qin, I'm truly sorry. This guy is just a bit arrogant, but he's not actually bad at heart."

His relationship with Wang Er was actually decent, and the Xia family had quite a few business dealings with the Wang family.

"It's fine. Let's eat," Qin Ning waved his hand, not paying it much mind.

Soon, the group began to eat and chat.

Meanwhile, Zhou Ping'an took the opportunity to go to the restroom. He took out his phone, called Zhou De, and recounted exactly what had just happened.

About five minutes later.

In another private room of the hotel, Wang Er, who was eating, suddenly heard his phone ringing in his pocket.

He glanced at the caller ID, paused for a moment, and without thinking much, answered it directly. "Hello, Dad. Why are you calling me so suddenly? Is something the matter?"

"Where the hell are you right now? Did you just offend someone?" A furious roar from Wang Lin, the former richest man in Hua Country, came from the other end of the line.