Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 461 High Society Games

Watching the chefs scatter, Fan Wei stood by the window with a deep gaze.

After experiencing numerous battles and trials, and broadening his horizons, he gradually developed a calm and composed demeanor, like that of someone in a superior position.

Fan Wei also gained valuable insights from his interactions with the young chefs.

This gave him a clearer vision for his grand plan to change the empire's landscape, and the seeds he sowed now might become an important force in his hands in the future.

"Vice President, would you like to have lunch together next?"

The chairman walked over to Fan Wei and joked that compared to the veteran chefs, the chairman was more open-minded. He knew that his influence was limited to the present and that the future was destined for the young people.

He not only regarded Fan Wei as an important helper, but also intended for him to be the successor of the Beijing Chefs Association.

"No, I have other things to do." Fan Wei shook his head frankly. "The Crown Prince invited me to a banquet, and afterwards I plan to visit the streets of the Second District."

"The Second Zone? What's so interesting about the streets there?"

I wasn't surprised that Fan Wei was invited, but I was curious about what he was going to do in the Second District.

As the outermost ring area of ​​the capital, apart from the main road, the streets of the Second District are generally for the lower class to live in, and people of status can hardly set foot there.

"Go and see the people there, find out what they want to eat. I have a friend there who helps promote my event."

Fan Wei's warm smile stunned the chairman.

It turns out that when Misr Fan said "all the people in the capital," he really meant everyone! Including even the lowest of the low.

"Is this... God's love for the world?!"

Watching Misr Van bid farewell and leave, the chairman murmured to himself, a special sense of sacredness arising for the first time in his utilitarian heart.

"Puha—Misser, you've finally arrived!"

With a simple transition, Fan Wei rushed to the hotel where Drain had arranged to meet, and saw his buddy, whose face was flushed from drinking, right outside the banquet hall.

"What? It's already started?"

Fan Wei instinctively sensed something was wrong. Apart from the usual guards, General Quellclay and his staff and allies were nowhere to be seen, making this gathering quite different from usual.

The fact that Drain was greeting him alone made him feel that the atmosphere was even more subtle.

"Not yet, but I can't hold on any longer..."

The slurred prince finally regained a sliver of clarity amidst his dizziness, "From now on, it all depends on you, Misir. You're the main event today!"

"Me?" Fan Wei was completely baffled.

“Yes, yes…” Dreyen paused for a moment, “Today is about winning over special allies, and it might require you, Misser, to make some sacrifices.”

Seeing the Crown Prince so drunk, Fan Wei sighed that he must be under a lot of pressure.

He needs to go and see for himself what exactly happened.

Supported by Drain, Fan Wei walked into the banquet hall. As soon as he pushed the door open, soft music wafted out like tentacles, carrying a soothing and ambiguous feeling as it traveled over his skin.

There were no bright crystal chandeliers or magical light sources, only a hazy candlelight that enveloped everything like a veil.

The table was covered with wine bottles, and there was a spacious sofa that was as big as a bed. People I hadn't seen before were all here, as were people I had never met before.

The room was filled with distinguished guests, all of whom were elegantly dressed and graceful ladies!

Fan Wei stared intently and was immediately horrified. He saw that General Quel'Clay, who was originally full of mature and masculine charm, was now showing off his chest muscles, lying half-reclined in humiliation, being teased by two noblewomen on either side.

The composed officer I met last time, the aloof man with an ascetic style, was also forced to drink glass after glass until he collapsed.

And then there's that idealistic, energetic, and passionate staff member, blushing furiously as he's being teased...

What, what is this?

"Excuse me, I went to the wrong place." Seeing the many eyes that came his way the moment he stepped in, Fan Wei paused for a second, then immediately realized what was happening, shook off Drein, and turned to leave.

Then, with a thud, the exit door was slammed shut by several hands.

"Mr. Fan, where are you rushing off to?" Several noblewomen who had dined at Fan Wei's restaurant with Duchess Arrorou asked with a smile, among them was an unexpected figure.

Megecarlo, the gatekeeper of Blackbell Fortress.

She was the first powerful person Fan Wei encountered upon arriving in the Empire, and he only managed to get past her by using food as a stepping stone.

This 'bold' woman left a deep impression on him.

"Long time no see, Misser, did you miss me?" Her long red and black hair was tied up high today, but it still looked alluring.

The powerful female warrior slithered close to Fan Wei like a snake the moment they met, making him break out in a cold sweat. "Today we can finally have a proper 'deep' exchange!" she said.

The accent is emphasized in "好好" and "深深".

It instantly gave Fan Wei goosebumps.

The many noblewomen who had gathered around him squeezed him in the middle. Northerners are generally tall, and it looked as if the older sister was holding the poor little boy between her legs. This was a very bad situation!

Fan Wei looked at Drain with trembling eyes, 'You tricked me?!'

The eldest prince's eyes darted around, and he replied hesitantly, "Brother, just bear with it, it'll be over soon."

"Don't just stand there, come over here!" Just like when Tang Sanzang entered the Spider Cave and was surrounded by female demons, when it comes to the unique characteristics of the capital city, the unrestrained and bold noblewomen are an essential part of the experience.

Aricabelen had mentioned it to Fan Wei.

In empires, status is determined by strength, and there are quite a few women who possess great power and enormous wealth.

In the struggle for the crown prince position, they are also a crucial element that must be won over.

As for how to win them over? It's unlikely that you can attract these wealthy ladies who lack almost everything by simply offering money or lofty ideals.

Humanity's remaining desires are nothing more than the basic human needs of food and sex.

And coincidentally, Fan Wei has both food and sex!

"Come on, drink up! It's only when you're drunk that you can have a good time~" As soon as I sat down, a glass of strong liquor was poured over me, burning down my stomach in one go.

Fan Wei looked cautiously at General Quellclay, who was temporarily freed because of his arrival.

The general's weathered face held melancholy eyes. He slowly turned his head, sighed, and closed his eyes. Life was hard; even a tough man sighed.

"It's a pity that Aruo Rou had to return to her territory, otherwise she would have insisted on being the first to try Mr. Fan's dish." The noblewoman, attracted by the extremely handsome man, completely surrounded Fan Wei.

His speech was extremely unrestrained, without any shyness or subtlety.

Meanwhile, the culprit, Drain, was in dire straits and about to be dragged away. Seeing his companions' miserable situation, Fan Wei, who had been inexplicably dragged there, also felt a pang of sympathy.

No, he's going to rebel!

However, just as Fan Wei was about to rise to prominence, he was hit with a sudden blow: "Hehe, Mr. Fan, you're not still single, are you?"

"You're all adults, don't you have any experience at all?"

Caw! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

Fan Wei is furious! Today I'll show you all my power!

A few minutes later, the banquet hall was in a mess, and only Mei Jiekaluo was left who could fight Fan Wei! In the midst of the surging energy, he punched the tip of the spear that was thrusting at him, sending the shocked female warrior flying.

"You have all lost."

Fan Wei, having defeated all his opponents, looked incredibly arrogant!

Seeing the noblewomen being driven back from all sides, Drain was completely bewildered. "Brother, we came here to win them over, why did you start fighting? This is terrible!"

However, things did not go as the Crown Prince had predicted.

Wow, that's so cool!

A noblewoman, wielding a greatsword in one hand, looked at Fan Wei, who stood proudly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said with a rosy face, "This is the man I love!"

"Yes, he's even more handsome!!"

The saying goes that what you can't have is the most precious. Fan Wei's refusal only makes him more valuable to conquer!

So, can't there be pure feelings between people? Fan Wei didn't know how to respond, so he apologized and pulled Dreyen and General Quellclay out of the banquet hall.

"Why are you arranging these kinds of things for me?"

On the hotel's large terrace, Fan Wei complained in bewilderment, "In my memory, Drain was a rather arrogant person. Even if she wanted to win over those powerful and influential ladies, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths."

"Sigh, the pressure is immense."

The eldest prince sighed helplessly and only spoke after confirming that no one was around.

“My mother sent word from the palace that my father’s condition may have deteriorated to the extreme, which means…” He paused for a moment, “that the capital may no longer be under the control of an emperor.”

"And intelligence from the Pupil Agency indicates that the Corpse-Eroding Clan has awakened their ancestors!"

"Ancestor? Is he that powerful?" Fan Wei sensed something extraordinary about this title.

“Extremely strong,” General Quel'Clay replied in a muffled voice. “Apart from the Emperor, there is no one more powerful in the entire Empire. In ancient times, they were even called…”

"king!"

“That’s how it is.” Drain’s gaze was solemn. “So now I need to do everything I can to gain more support, and that’s why I have to trouble you, Misl.”

Fan Wei was puzzled, "You're making me feel wronged?"

"Yes, you don't think those noble ladies will let this go, do you? Who told you to be so handsome and charming?" the eldest prince said with a wicked smile.

"Thanks to you, they'll definitely be willing to help now!"

"..." Fan Wei was speechless, but when it came to 'strength', he suddenly thought of the action he was preparing for next.

It's also about seeking 'power'!