Financial freedom begins in Vietnam

Before getting off the bus, the fact that it was a Michelin one-star restaurant already commanded the respect of the girls on board.

Although I don't know what it tastes like, it sounds very high-end and impressive.

For these girls, this hotel was another world.

Chen Junhe led a group of girls into the lobby of the hotel, which had a strong French style.

The marble floor gleamed, and the crystal chandelier was dazzling. History and modernity were perfectly intertwined here, leaving the young girls mesmerized.

Chen Junhe had already come in the afternoon, and the thick wallet supporting his waist made his upright figure exude a transcendent charm.

A waiter in uniform came up to him, and Chen Junhe gave his reservation name. He was immediately led towards the restaurant.

The restaurant "Le Beaulieu" is located in the hotel's historic building and is decorated in a classic French style.

On either side of the restaurant entrance are two rows of spotless glass wine cabinets.

Further inside, you'll find light blue wooden walls, silk wallpaper, and a crystal chandelier casting a warm glow.

The private rooms are semi-enclosed spaces with vintage oil paintings on the walls and dark blue velvet sofas and chairs.

The long dining table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, on which were set exquisite silver cutlery.

The most eye-catching items were the bottle of Perrier-Jouët champagne in the ice bucket and the Château Mouton Rothschild 2010 red wine on the wine rack next to it, which Chen Junhe specially ordered.

"Please sit down." Chen Junhe pulled out a chair for Pei Shirong.

"Brother He".

Pei Shirong was clearly surprised that Chen Junhe would do such a gentlemanly thing as pulling out a chair for her, and she sat down shyly after him.

After sitting down, she moved a little closer to Chen Junhe, as if that would make her feel safer.

The girls sat down opposite them with a slightly reserved air, clearly intimidated by the environment.

Even the most outgoing Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc sat up straight, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Although she was from Hanoi, her family was just an ordinary person, and she only knew of places like the Sofitel Legend Hotel.

She knows many high-end places in Hanoi like the back of her hand, but she has never been to any of them.

A waiter in a black suit approached and asked, "Mr. Chen, shall we serve your meal now?"

"Yes."

"Okay, Mr. Chen, please wait a moment."

The waiter poured champagne for everyone and opened the red wine in front of them, pouring it into a decanter.

After the waiter left, Li Shimeixiang whispered to Pei Shirong across from her, "Arong, is this place very expensive?"

Pei Shirong shook her head; she didn't know either.

This was her first time entering such a high-class restaurant.

Chen Junhe noticed their nervousness and took the initiative to say, "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a normal meal. It's fate that we can get together as roommates in college, so let's celebrate together."

"Junha is so thoughtful, Ah Rong, you'd better make the most of this." Ruan Huangmingyu looked at him with a charming gaze, resting her chin on her hand.

Pei Shirong's face turned red again.

The appetizer arrived quickly—foie gras with figs, presented with such exquisite artistry it looked like a work of art.

"Junha hyung, can we take a picture?"

The outgoing Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc submitted the application to Tran Tuan Ha on behalf of everyone.

With the advent of smartphones, eating before meals has become a common pre-meal habit for Vietnamese women.

"Of course, everyone should be more relaxed and enjoy the meal."

The girls cheered and took out their phones to take pictures. Chen Junhe noticed that they were all using iPhones.

Pei Shirong did not take out her old cell phone.

This was something Chen Junhe kept in mind.

Everyone took several photos before they started eating.

Perrier-Jouët champagne is meant to be enjoyed with appetizers.

The girls awkwardly imitated the postures they saw on TV, trying their best to make their drinking postures more elegant, as if only in this way could they be worthy of the occasion.

Chen Junhe, on the other hand, was much calmer. He believed that as long as he had money, eating steak with chopsticks would only be seen as a sign of individuality.

Next came the soup, black truffle cream soup, with an irresistible aroma.

The main courses are grilled lobster and Australian Wagyu beef steak, with tender meat and rich sauce. A whole box of caviar is also available for guests to enjoy.

After the main course was served, the waiter poured everyone the decanted red wine.

Actually, for Chen Junhe, the meal was just so-so, but the girls were clearly very satisfied with it.

When each dish is served, the waiter will explain the ingredients and cooking method in detail.

The girls, initially reserved, were gradually won over by the food and began to enjoy the feast.

Pei Shirong wasn't very good at using Western cutlery, but she very carefully cut the steak on her plate and handed it to Chen Junhe, exchanging plates with him.

"Brother He, this is for you..." she whispered to Chen Junhe.

Chen Junhe looked at Bui Thi Dung with great surprise. Was this the virtue of Vietnamese girls?

Chen Junhe scooped a spoonful of caviar for her: "Thank you, you should eat more too."

Seeing this, Nguyen Hoang Myung Ngoc raised her champagne glass and said, "Junha is so good to Ah Rong. I'd like to toast you both and wish you... a long and happy life together."

These words were ambiguous, and Pei Shirong blushed again.

Chen Junhe calmly raised his glass and said, "Thank you."

As the two clinked glasses, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc's fingers inadvertently brushed against the back of his hand.

The girl's favorability rating jumped from 62 to 65.

Interesting, she's got some skill. If it weren't for the fact that the number of plugs detected was 0, Chen Junhe would almost have thought she was a seasoned veteran.

I'm only 5 points away from the 70 points of favorability needed to bind with someone.

Although Chen Junhe didn't want to admit it, the rewards from the system were just too tempting.

When you've almost finished the main course, dessert is served promptly.

It's a delicate lava chocolate cake served with vanilla ice cream.

The girls exclaimed in amazement and took out their phones to take pictures.

Taking advantage of the moment, Chen Junhe took the small gift box out of his pants pocket and pushed it in front of Pei Shirong.

"Ah Rong, this is a gift for you to start your school year."

Pei Shirong was stunned: "Brother He, this..."

"Open it and take a look."

She carefully opened the box; the platinum necklace shimmered under the light, and the pearl pendant was warm and elegant.

"It's too expensive, I can't..." she tried to refuse.

"Let me put it on for you." Chen Junhe stood up, walked behind her, and picked up the necklace.

Pei Shirong stiffened slightly, then nodded gently.

Chen Junhe brushed aside her long hair, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against the skin on the back of her neck.

The girl trembled slightly, her earlobes turning as red as if they were dripping blood.

He skillfully fastened the clasp, and the necklace hung below her collarbone, the pearls resting perfectly in the hollow, making her skin appear even whiter.

"It suits you perfectly," he whispered, his breath brushing against her ear.

Pei Shirong looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

Favorability: 83...84...85...

At that very moment, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc suddenly raised her phone: "Ah Rong, look here! Let me take a picture of you!"

Pei Shirong subconsciously turned her head, and Chen Junhe's hand was still on her shoulder.

The image freezes, showing the girl looking up at the man standing behind her. The two look perfectly matched in the warm light of the French restaurant.

Looking at the photo, Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc gave the two of them a meaningful look: "It's really beautiful, Ah Rong. I'll send you this photo when we get back; you can use it as your screensaver."

Pei Shirong took the phone and looked at the photo of herself and Chen Junhe standing together, her eyes softening.

Then she did something that surprised everyone.

She stood up, tiptoed slightly, and gently kissed Chen Junhe on the cheek.

"Thank you, Brother He, I really like the necklace." Her voice was soft, but clear enough.

There was a moment of silence in the private room.

Then Le Thi Mai Huong and Phan Thi Phuong clapped, and Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc's smile was somewhat complicated.

Chen Junhe laughed, put his arm around Pei Shirong's waist, and whispered in her ear, "Does this mean you're officially acknowledging that I'm your boyfriend?"

Pei Shirong nodded, blushing.

"Ding! Your affinity with the opposite-sex character 'Pei Shirong' has surpassed 85. Current level: 86 (Love Confirmation Period). Reaching 90 will unlock the next stage reward."

The system notification sounded, but the girl in my arms, with her burning cheeks and racing heartbeat, no longer needed the system's reminder.

Dinner ended at 9 p.m.

A bottle of champagne and a bottle of red wine were both eaten.

The girls all had a good tolerance for alcohol; their rosy cheeks and slightly dazed eyes showed that they were all a little tipsy.

This is the most comfortable state to achieve when drinking.

The waiter brought the bill, which totaled 86 million Vietnamese dong, about 3,300 US dollars. The bulk of the bill was for Mouton Rothschild 2010 and Perrier-Jouët.

Chen Junhe didn't even blink before swiping his card.

Nguyen Hoang Minh Ngoc, sitting opposite Chen Junhe, watched him casually swipe his card, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

As they went downstairs, Li Shimeixiang and Pan Shifang walked ahead with Pei Shirong by their arms, excitedly discussing the delicious food they had just enjoyed.

Ruan Huangmingyu followed behind, and as she passed Chen Junhe, she looked up and quickly said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Junhe-ge, can we exchange contact information? I can let you know if Arong needs anything in the future."