"I'll go up and see if Xia Weiyi is ready; you go wait for us in the car first."
Having said that, Xu Zhiye turned around and went back up to the second floor.
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Wangxiang Garden is the most authentic Sichuan restaurant in A City, with exquisite and elegant decor; its business is booming every day, packed with distinguished guests, bustling like a marketplace.
Especially today being the weekend, a long line of people waiting for a table had already formed at the door.
As Xu Zhiye pushed open the door and reported the reserved mobile number, a receptionist stepped forward with a respectful explanation.
"Mr. Xu, I'm sorry, but your reserved private room has been given to other guests since it exceeded the reserved time, so you'll have to take a number and wait."
Xia Weiyi glanced at the screen on the wall; the queue number had already reached over two hundred. She tugged at Xu Zhiye's sleeve.
