After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 474 Distinguished Guest
"Where did you get so much money?"

Wei Qingfeng thought the young man was too young and didn't quite believe him.

Tang Taihua, who was standing next to him, joked, "Anyway, it wasn't stolen."

Old Master Liu Zhengyue also said, "Old Wei, don't think you're the only one with money. The Master's business acumen is no worse than yours."

Wei Qingfeng asked curiously, "Aren't you in the book publishing business?"

"Correct."

Zhou Haoran led everyone upstairs to try on clothes.

Wei Qingfeng frowned and said, "Book publishing can make this much money?"

"There are other businesses as well."

Zhou Haoran always felt that Mr. Wei's body was as thin as paper, and that he would fall over with a single breath.

I thought they could become my right-hand men.

Wei Qingfeng gave him a deep look, still half-believing and half-doubting.

I went upstairs to try on clothes.

There are over thirty sets of long robes and mandarin jackets here.

"Wear this?"

Sun Xinghuo was greatly alarmed.

Zhou Haoran said with a smile, "The Honglou Teahouse has been passed down for hundreds of years. I not only registered a modern company, but also applied for intangible cultural heritage status. Wearing a suit and tie is not appropriate; it's better to go back to tradition."

“Is this nice?”

Sun Xinghuo was reluctant; he was 1.8 meters tall and weighed over 200 kilograms, and felt out of place.

“It’s not about whether it looks good or not…” Zhou Haoran pointed to the two sets of traditional Chinese jackets, “The two over there are plus sizes, go try them on.”

Grandpa Zhang walked up to a set of long robes and mandarin jackets, stroked them for a while, and said with emotion, "I haven't worn this for decades."

"Clothes make the man; you've put thought into it."

Wei Qingfeng also felt that the Master's arrangement was quite appropriate.

The grand opening is tomorrow, and I expect many celebrities to be there.

They generally wear Western-style clothing.

The men wore suits, and the women wore evening gowns.

If these gentlemen from "Dream of the Red Chamber" were to appear in Western suits, it would be difficult for them to distinguish themselves from other "ordinary people," and it would be hard for them to demonstrate their special status. Wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket that is out of step with the times, on the contrary, can attract attention.

She became the star of the cocktail party that evening.

At the scene, there were more than a dozen beautiful young women dressed in high-slit cheongsams, helping everyone choose and try on clothes.

"Uncle, this red outfit is nice, you should wear it!"

Sun Xinghuo felt that Zhou Haoran lacked authority among these old men, so he thought he should wear a long robe and mandarin jacket that was different from the other gentlemen to highlight his status as a senior gentleman.

"no!"

Grandpa Zhang glanced at it and immediately rejected it.

Many people who didn't live through that era don't really understand.

Grandpa Liu Zhengyue added, "In the old society, red robes were considered criminal attire and could not be worn casually."

Sun Xinghuo responded with an "Oh".

"Throw away all these red ones."

Grandpa Zhang is the most senior person here, and even Wei Qingfeng wouldn't dare to contradict him.

"Haoran, come here."

Grandpa Zhang, leaning on his cane, exudes a certain江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) aura. People from the Republican era have a different temperament in their every move compared to others.

Zhou Haoran is also trying on clothes.

Compared to Western suits, long robes and mandarin jackets have one advantage: the size requirements are not so strict. Anyway, they are all wide-sleeved robes. Even if you are one or two sizes larger, the difference is not too big.

"Why don't you try this one?"

Grandpa Zhang pointed to the black robe and gold vest.

Everyone else was wearing a gray robe and a black vest.

Zhou Haoran is the most special.

Sun Xinghuo leaned closer and said with a smile, "Uncle, you're the main character, so when you make your appearance, you have to stun the entire audience."

Everyone else acquiesced.

Wei Qingfeng glanced at it but didn't say much. With the help of the two girls, he tried on a gray robe and a black vest.

It was only after Zhou Haoran changed into his black robe and gold vest that things got better.

Wei Qingfeng had just arrived when he said meaningfully, "It fits you so well?"

"Yes, it fits perfectly!"

Zhou Haoran smiled. These were custom-made to his own size. These gold and red outfits were specifically prepared to distinguish him from the other gentlemen.

In no time, everyone had changed their clothes.

Start taking photos.

This is quite subtle.

How should the seating arrangement be?
Sun Xinghuo said that a chair should be brought over so that the eldest gentleman could sit down, and the others could stand in the back. Old Master Liu Zhengyue said that the eldest son, Old Zhang, should sit in the chair in the front row.

Wei Qingfeng, impatient, snapped, "What's there to argue about? Take a few more pictures, and we'll take turns deciding the seating arrangement!"

Say so.

When it came time to actually take photos, no one else went to sit down in the front row.

In the end, only two sets of photos were taken.

In one group, Zhou Haoran sat in the front row while everyone else sat in the back; in the other group, Zhou Haoran and Grandpa Zhang sat in the front row together while everyone else stood in the back.

Wei Qingfeng was only in his forties, the youngest of them all, just like Sun Xinghuo. The two stood on opposite sides of the back row.

Seeing this, Zhou Haoran understood what was going on.

This Mr. Wei seems to be a nitpicker, always finding fault. But in reality, he has considerable respect for the identity provided by the Red Mansion Teahouse.

After all, it's something that's been passed down through generations in his family.

They look down on Zhou Haoran.

We must also live up to the expectations of our ancestors.

Haoran Mansion is very large.

Besides tea, they also offer private kitchen dishes.

Next, everyone sat down for a meal and properly discussed the future rules and regulations of the Red Mansion Teahouse.

Before it even started, Wei Qingfeng interrupted: "We can discuss the future later. Let's settle things for tomorrow first. The opening of the Red Mansion Teahouse can't be too shabby."

Sun Xinghuo laughed and said, "I even got the formal gowns sorted out. They have nine rings in total, which symbolize longevity and an everlasting career. I also specially ordered a batch of porcelain from Jingdezhen, all of which are printed with the words 'Dream House Teahouse.' Each guest tomorrow can take one home as a souvenir."

"It's all fake!"

Wei Qingfeng didn't think this arrangement was particularly appropriate.

Sun Xinghuo was not very satisfied with him, always feeling that he was jealous because he hadn't become a "Grand Master". "Mr. Wei, what do you mean by that?"

Wei Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "We need people! You have to call over all the important people on the Huangpu River! If we don't even have a single distinguished guest, isn't that just entertaining ourselves? How can we build up the reputation of the Red Mansion Teahouse?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I didn't invite any people from within the system. The Red Mansion Teahouse is a place for business activities, so we need to avoid suspicion and not get too involved with the system."

Wei Qingfeng said, "Then we'll have to invite a few distinguished guests!"

"It's already been arranged."

Zhou Haoran is the real master. If the opening is too shabby, he will be the one who loses face the most.

"You invited me?"

Wei Qingfeng's tone was unfriendly.

Zhou Haoran nodded. "Please."

What kind of distinguished guests can you invite?

Wei Qingfeng thought that even if a young man like him made a little money in business, what important figures could he possibly know? In the end, it was the Red Mansion Teahouse's reputation that was ruined.

"Forget it, I still have some influence. I'll go and make the contact, and try to invite a few distinguished guests over." Wei Qingfeng sighed, unable to bear the silence. "You should have contacted me earlier. With such a short notice, I'm not even sure if the distinguished guests will be available tomorrow!"

Zhou Haoran raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Wei, who is this distinguished guest you're referring to?"

"Big shot!"

Wei Qingfeng remained calm.

Zhou Haoran was very cautious about this, saying, "I've already said that I won't invite anyone from within the system. The Red House Teahouse is only for business people and doesn't offer opportunities for officials and businessmen to connect."

Wei Qingfeng hummed in agreement. "It's good to be cautious."

Zhou Haoran quickly said, "Mr. Wei, the guests for tomorrow have all been confirmed. If there are too many people, it will exceed the limit, and we won't be able to take care of everyone."

"Can't I even add a few more spots?" Wei Qingfeng said unhappily, his tone slightly reproachful. "All the people you invited combined can't compare to the few I invited!"

Zhou Haoran then realized he couldn't argue with him anymore.

It would be great if more distinguished guests could attend.

After returning home, Wei Qingfeng began making phone calls himself.

The first person that comes to mind is Guo Guanchang, the most renowned rising star and most representative private entrepreneur in Huangpu Beach today.

"Mr. Guo, this is Lao Wei, Wei Qingfeng!"

Wei Qingfeng seemed like a completely different person; his tone lacked any of the assertiveness he displayed when facing Zhou Haoran.

"Oh, Mr. Wei!" Guo Guanchang had done business with him before. "What's up?"

Wei Qingfeng said, "I have a very important event tomorrow and I would like to invite you to attend..."

"Tomorrow?" Guo Guanchang was taken aback. "Tomorrow is the 21st, right?"

"Correct."

"No, no, I have plans for tomorrow."

"Mr. Guo, my event tomorrow is very important, please do me the honor..."

Wei Qingfeng fought hard for it.

Guo Guanchang interrupted him again, looking troubled but firm in his tone, "President Wei, this isn't about disrespecting you. I've really made all the arrangements. If I dare not go, I won't be able to work in Huangpu Beach anymore. It's very important!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingfeng thought that President Guo was going to meet some high-ranking leader, and he immediately felt disheartened.

Guo Guanchang sighed and said, "President Wei, it really won't work this time. The arrangements for tomorrow cannot be changed."

"How about you go stand there for a few minutes tomorrow night when you have some free time?"

Wei Qingfeng still didn't want to give up.

Guo Guanchang is arguably the most powerful boss in the open in the Hong Kong market today. Once Fosun Pharma goes public, it will be worth at least several billion.

Wei Qingfeng has worked hard for so many years and ventured into so many industries, but he has only accumulated less than 4 million yuan in assets. Compared with President Guo, he is still far behind!

Guo Guanchang sighed, "It really won't work, President Wei. My schedule for tomorrow is very important. I have to go over there to help out in the morning and probably won't be home until midnight. I have no choice but to go. If I take a break and offend someone, that wouldn't be good."

"I see..." Wei Qingfeng saw that he had gone this far, so he gave up and was somewhat disappointed. "Then forget it. Since President Guo has made arrangements, I won't bother you any longer."

Wei Qingfeng was somewhat annoyed after hanging up the phone.

I think Zhou Haoran is too unreliable.

Since the opening date was set for the 21st, why not give prior notice?

Given my relationship with President Guo, if I had spoken to him a few days in advance, even if he had something urgent and important to do tomorrow, he would have been able to make time to show up...

If Guo Guanchang comes, wouldn't we have both face and substance?
(End of this chapter)