Chapter 103: Private Restaurant

Han Seungwoo drove the car and stopped at the door of a private restaurant.

It was lunch time at this time, and a lot of vehicles had already parked at the door.

After Han Seungwoo got out of the car, he immediately opened the door for Lee Minho.

Immediately afterwards, while taking Lee Minho to the private restaurant, he said.

"You should like the dishes here."

As soon as he walked in, Lee Minho's first feeling was that it was quiet.

That's right, it's quiet.

He saw that in this private restaurant, their every table has a chessboard.

And on the wall of the private kitchen, there is actually a huge classic chess set decorations.

It was time for lunch, and many tables in the hall were full of people. The people on the table are playing chess and eating at the same time.

Everyone had a tacit understanding, and almost no words were spoken. In the hall, there were only the sounds of food being placed served.

Even the waiters wear soft-soled shoes, the kind that make no sound when walking.

If it wasn't the name of the private restaurant at the door, Lee Minho would have thought that he had come to the chess hall.

Han Seungwoo took out his mobile phone and showed it to the receptionist.

To eat here, you need to make an appointment an hour in advance.

Ofcourse, Han Seungwoo had already made an appointment before coming.

The lady at the front desk glanced at Han Seungwoo's phone, and then looked up at Han Seungwoo in surprise.

At this moment, Han Seungwoo was still wearing a black mask, but the front desk seemed to recognize him.

She smiled and nodded at him, and after registering, she immediately called a waiter and led them to the corner of the hall.

After the two sat down, the waiter put two menu in front of them.

Immediately aftervwards, he asked in a low voice what kind of tea the two would like to drink.

Han Seungwoo didn't speak, but looked at Lee Minho. The obvious meaning is to let Lee Minho order what he like.

"Pu-erh Tea please."

Lee Minho didn't have much interest in tea, he could drink any kind of tea, so he just said one.

After hearing this, the waiter nodded, and then pressed a few times on the small palm-sized machine in his hand.

Soon, another waitress brought over a pot of tea and two cups.

After the waitress poured tea for the two, Lee Minho and Han Seungwoo also ordered the dishes and after the waitress collected the menu, she returned.

Lee Minho looked back at the tables behind him.

He saw that there are usually three or two people sitting at a table. Most people are eating and playing chess at the same time.

Some people have finished eating, and the waiter is clearing the tableware, and then brings out plates of small and delicate pastries.

They were all light-handed and did not disturb the guests playing chess.

Even if there are customers talking, they speak very quietly, for fear of disturbing others.

Lee Minho picked up the teacup. After sipping on it, he turned around and put down the teacup, he then whispered to Han Seungwoo.

"The atmosphere of playing chess here is so strong. If the signboard didn't say private restaurant, I would have thought it was It's the chess hall."

Unexpectedly, a private restaurant turned out like this.

This is much more interesting and unique than the chess games he and Kang Taehyun saw in those restaurants on Gourmet Food Street.

Han Seungwoo picked up the teapot, and while adding tea to Lee Minho, he said.

"The boss here used to be a chess enthusiast, and later became a professional chess player, so he opened this resturant."

Lee Minho was puzzled.

"Then why not open a chess hall?"

Shouldn't this professional chess player run a chess hall? How could it be a restaurant.

Looking at the restaurant, there are chess board on every table. It can be seen that the boss must love chess very much.

Han Seungwoo put down the teapot, and then took off the mask.

"The boss's partner is a chef and loves to cook. So, they opened this restaurant, a private kitchen that combines restaurants and chess halls."

Lee Minho suddenly realized that it was the boss's wife who liked to cook. Then the boss must love his wife very much.

Lee Minho glanced at the chess board in front of him, tilted his head, and looked

at Han Seungwoo.

"Did you bring me here to play chess with you?"

When Han Seungwoo heard this, he raised his head and glanced at him, then shook his head lightly.

"No, the current me is not suitable for playing chess with you."

Lee Minho was slightly stunned, what's wrong? Didn't you still chase after me to play chess with me?

Now that he has chess and a chess board, he still says it's not suitable to play chess with me?

'After losing chess, that's it?'

But that's fine, Lee Minho won the previous game of chess with fear!

Although he won at the time, it was not much.

Now if he ever played a game of chess with Han Seungwoo again, he wasn't sure if he could win.

However, Han Seungwoo was about to return to Shanghai. Then he can take advantage of this time to improve his chess skills first.

Maybe, the next time he sees Han Seungwoo again, his chess strength will be completely different.

Just now, Lee Minho and Han Seungwoo ordered all the signature dishes.

There were a lot of people today, so the speed of serving the dishes was a bit slow.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice broke the peace of the private restaurant.

"Where is thatperson? Where is it? I Bruce, are here. Your boss must be afraid, right?"

He saw two blond foreigners walking in.

The foreigner who walked in front was a bit fat, and asked the waiter at the front desk arrogantly.

"Call out your boss quickly, maybe your boss is afraid of me and has become your Colorado's shrinking turtle, right?"

The man spoke Colorado's local dialect.

Although there was still an awkward tone and accent, the local dialect that he spoke could still be heard clearly.

Another taller foreigner seemed to feel that his companion was being impolite.

He frowned and said.

"Bruce, there are still ten minutes left before our appointment with the boss. How could you be so rude?"

Both foreigners looked to be in their twenties. But foreigners generally look a little mature, and they look much older than their actual age.

The foreigner named Bruce said disdainfully.

"I think he is just scared. Edward, I have already said that the rest here in Colorado is okay, but in chess, except for Han Seungwoo, everyone else in Colorado is rubbish."

"Bruce...."

Edward didn't expect his friend Bruce to speak so directly.

Sitting in the hall, the guests who were disturbed had long been impatient.

Now hearing that Bruce actually called

them garbage, they immediately burst into flames.

A man in his thirties who was sitting closest to the door immediately stood up and shouted at Bruce.

"Who are you calling rubbish? Rude foreigners dare to behave wildly in our territory?"

"How dare you block our face and scold us? I think you are tired of your life?"

Others also stood up.

"Kick them out, what the hell, just come in and yell."

"They're being so rude. This kind of person should be kicked out and get beaten."

"Security guards, they drove out."

"Yes, get out."

Although more than half of the chess players here are middle-aged and elderly people, one-third of them are young people.

Both Edward and Bruce are from America.

In the past ten years, Colorado has risen strongly, and it has reached the level of being superior to any other country.

Bruce's words caused public anger, and many young people were filled with righteous indignation, and immediately went up to surround the two of them.

This made Edward terrified, he apologized and explained again and again.

"I'm very sorry. My friend didn't mean it, he.."

Before Edward finished speaking, Bruce interrupted him.

"What about now you are trash?"

Facing the crusade by the crowd, Bruce was not only afraid, but became even more arrogant.

"You people, what other skills do you have besides relying on your number? If you have the skills, Just play chess with me."

"Just get down, who is afraid of you?"

"Come on, come on, if you lose, you must kneel down and apologize to us."

"Yes, kneel down and apologize, and shout ten times that you are trash."

The crowd was turbulent, one by one, wishing to tear Bruce into pieces with their eyes.

As a result the receptionist at the front desk came out quickly.

"Calm down, everyone. This person is a professional chess player, and he is here to play chess with the boss."

Many waiters also hurriedly persuaded the guests to calm down.

Professional chess player?

The receptionist's words made many people calm down.

The first man who stood up and scolded Bruce just now pointed at Bruce again and asked the receptionist.

"Is he like that, a professional chess player?"

Bruce tidied his clothes with both hands, and raised his chin proudly.

"Yes, I am a professional chess player from the United States, Bruce Anderson."

Edward didn't expect that his friend's words would go too far, and he couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

"This damn...."

The man had a fiery temper, and after listening to Bruce's unbearable words, he raised his fist and swung at Bruce.

However, a man in his thirties, wearing a white chef uniform, squeezed out from the crowd.

Holding a kitchen knife in one hand, he stopped the man with the other.

"Qing, why are you stopping me?"

The violent man looked at his friend with a puzzled expression.

"That guy's mouth is twisted, he just deserves a beating."

"This is my shop. If you beat someone up, how can I do business?"

Qing whose full name is Xu Qing, is one of the owners of this private kitchen.

He turned to look at Bruce, frowning, and shook the kitchen knife in front of the two of them.

"If you want to play chess with my husband, then wait quietly. He will be back in five minutes."

She then continued.

"You guys, I'm sorry for the commotion, here I don't mind adding an extra dish for lunch today."

Xu Qing is only about 1.75 meters tall, although she looks average. But she was very imposing.

With her one look, Bruce who was so arrogant just now, couldn't help but shut his mouth.

Edward waved his hands in front of his chest, and said embarrassingly.

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding."

In fact, what they were afraid of was the bloody kitchen knife in Xu Qing's hand.

"What are you doing standing here? Why don't you go back and sit down?"

After Xu Qing's words roared, coupled with the powerful blessing of the bloody kitchen knife, everyone obediently went back to their seats and sat down.

Even Bruce was scared and hid directly behind Edward.

People who come here to eat are basically regular customers. Or even friends of the boss or something.

They all know the character of the owner of this private kitchen.

Xu Qing gave Bruce a hard look, and snorted coldly.

"I have my eyes on you."

Then she turned and went back to the kitchen.

"I'm saying it now. If the boss hadn't been merciful just now, you might have been turned into a dish."

Edward gave Bruce a hard look, and then pulled him to wait in the corner of the door the sat on the stool.

"I didn't expect this boss to be so scary."

Bruce didn't refute, he was also frightened by Xu Qing.

Although Lee Minho and Han Seungwoo were sitting in the corner, they also stood up because of the loud commotion just now.

When Xu Qing told Bruce to play chess and waited for her husband to come back, Lee Minho's eyes widened.