Chapter 452: Private Room Conflict

Jiang Feng had just reached the first-floor stairwell when he saw Ma Jian and Duanmu Hongjie waiting for him.

Seeing Jiang Feng come down, both of their eyes lit up instantly, and they immediately went up to meet him.

"Jiang Ge, how's it going? Has Sister Jiang Yan agreed to help you translate those ancient scripts?"

Duanmu Hongjie also came over, his eyes full of anticipation.

They both knew very well that Jiang Yan had an aloof personality and a quirky temper, usually not liking to meddle, so getting her to agree to help was no easy feat.

Jiang Feng nodded, speaking in a calm tone.

"Yeah, she agreed, but she said she can help me translate, but there's one condition."

"As long as she agreed, that's great!"

Upon hearing that, Ma Jian instantly relaxed, and then a look of admiration appeared on his face.

"As expected of my Jiang Ge! Only you could get someone as proud as Sister Jiang Yan to agree to help; anyone else would have been turned down outright."

Duanmu Hongjie, however, wasn't as optimistic as Ma Jian; he furrowed his brows, his tone hinting at worry.

"Jiang Ge, did Sister Jiang Yan say what the specific condition is?"

"Jiang Ge, you also know Sister Jiang Yan's background—she's from the Xu Family. A condition coming from her status is probably not easy to fulfill, so we should prepare ourselves mentally in advance."

Hearing that, Ma Jian waved his hand with a look of disdain.

"Hong Jie, you're overthinking! What kind of person am I, Jiang Ge? Even if Sister Jiang Yan is formidable, she's still just an ordinary person—there's nothing she could ask that I, Jiang Ge, couldn't handle."

After hearing Ma Jian's words, Duanmu Hongjie thought it over and also found it reasonable.

"Jiang Yan is just an ordinary professor; even if she sets a condition, it definitely won't stump Jiang Feng."

Thinking this through, Duanmu Hongjie's worries eased considerably.

Jiang Feng, on the other hand, said indifferently.

"No matter what the condition is, as long as she can translate what I need, I will definitely manage it."

After he said that, neither of them knew what to say, since Jiang Feng's perspective had already surpassed what they could participate in.

At that moment, Duanmu Hongjie suddenly slapped his head, as if recalling something, and spoke in a carefree manner.

"Ah, we got caught up talking—Jiang Ge, you just fought Gu Xuanming on the mountain and then rushed nonstop to Ninghai University to find Sister Jiang Yan; you must be starving by now."

Without waiting for Jiang Feng's reply, Duanmu Hongjie continued.

"I happen to know a nice old restaurant nearby called De Xiang Ju, serving authentic local dishes with great taste and good reputation—many people go out of their way to eat there. Jiang Ge, let's go eat there first; we can think about other things after we're full."

Ma Jian's eyes lit up at once upon hearing that.

"Exactly, I've been to De Xiang Ju too—the food is indeed good and the portions are generous; Jiang Ge, let's eat there, I'm hungry as well."

Jiang Feng was indeed a bit hungry; hearing them, he immediately nodded.

Afterwards, the three of them headed toward the university gate.

Soon, they arrived at the school gate; Duanmu Hongjie opened the car door, and the three got in one after another.

Duanmu Hongjie started the car and drove toward De Xiang Ju. De Xiang Ju isn't far from Ninghai University—just a ten-odd minute drive.

After ten-odd minutes, the car finally reached the entrance of De Xiang Ju.

De Xiang Ju is a two-story building that looks quite antiquated, with two wooden plaques hanging at the entrance bearing the three large characters "De Xiang Ju," giving it a sense of history.

At that moment, the entrance of De Xiang Ju was bustling, with a steady stream of customers coming and going, and a few waiters stood by, enthusiastically greeting diners.

One could see that the restaurant's business was indeed thriving.

Duanmu Hongjie parked the car at the curb, and the three got out in turn.

Ma Jian stretched lazily, smiling as he spoke.

"We finally made it—I'm about to starve, Jiang Ge, you should really try this later; this private room was hard-won by Ajie."

Duanmu Hongjie nodded, then led the way toward the restaurant entrance, shouting loudly as he walked.

"Waiter! Waiter! My surname is Duanmu; I just reserved a private room!"

The waiter at the entrance heard the shout and immediately came over, wearing an enthusiastic smile.

"Hello, Mr. Duanmu, the private room has been ready for a while; please follow me."

Just as the waiter was about to lead the three to the private room, a group of people suddenly walked over from the side.

They stepped ahead, heading straight for the private rooms inside, directly blocking their path.

The group numbered five or six, each dressed in flashy attire, clearly either rich or noble.

Leading them was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking to be in his thirties.

He wore a haughty expression, his eyes full of contempt, waving his hand at Duanmu Hongjie and the waiter while speaking in an arrogant tone.

"We've taken this private room; you guys should go elsewhere."

The waiter's smile froze instantly, his face showing a troubled expression.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, but this private room has already been reserved by this gentleman; could you perhaps switch to another? There are other private rooms inside, and the environment is also good."

"So what if it's reserved?"

The gold-rimmed glasses man let out a cold laugh, his tone growing even more arrogant.

"I don't care whether he reserved it or not; today I'm taking this private room! Have him move elsewhere quickly—don't waste my time here."

Upon hearing that, Duanmu Hongjie instantly flew into a rage.

"I finally managed to invite Jiang Ge for a meal—who the hell are you, daring to snatch my private room?"

The waiter was about to say something, but the glasses man slapped her across the face.

"Are you deaf? I said, I'm taking this private room!"