At noon, the scorching sun was roasting Dalian, a city by the sea. The sea breeze mingled with the heat, giving a suffocating sensation.
Under the harsh sun, some were eking out a living, sweating under the heat, while others were in lavish, air-conditioned rooms, indulging in sumptuous lunches.
Emperor Yanqing belonged to the latter group.
Although he didn't go to greet Chang Xin and his party, he showed minimum courtesy and respect by inviting Chang Xin for a meal at midday at a five-star seafood restaurant on behalf of the Dalian City Committee.
Ten attendees, eighteen dishes, and two boxes of Maotai liquor.
The food was prepared by master chefs, the liquor was special Maotai, luxuries to the extreme.
After the meal, Emperor Yanqing discussed some issues with Chang Xin in a small meeting room in the hotel, and the rest of the business delegation visiting Dalian, including Ling Wei, were escorted back to their four-star hotel by Emperor Yanqing's secretary.
