Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Berkeley's Restaurant was one of the top ten most expensive restaurants in City of London. Every day, the guests that came to eat were either rich or rich, and just being rich was not enough to make many people famous.

No matter what kind of Factory Owner or city council member you were, they were all respectful but not fawning on you. They were polite but very principled, and in their memories, they had never seen a customer's carriage barge in to eat.

The door to the guest room opened immediately and exclaimed, "Oh my god!" Was the horse startled or something? "Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, please step aside …"

The entrance to Berkeley's Restaurant was suddenly in a mess. The customers who had finished eating their fill and were about to exit the restaurant saw a high speed horse carriage charging towards them, and with the panic-stricken shouts from the entrance, they scattered in all directions.

Just when they thought the horse was startled, they saw that the carriage, under the command of the driver, had stopped at the entrance of the dining room.

"Who is it?" How rude, the police! Where are the police? We need to call the police! " If not for the fact that there was a small royal insignia on the carriage, the doorman would have dragged the driver down and beaten him up. There was no way he would have gone to the police.

If it was a normal small restaurant, they would not dare to be so rude to a carriage marked with the royal family's insignia. However, these staff of the Berkeley's Restaurant were all knowledgeable and experienced.

From the size and the location of the royal carriage, they could tell who was the owner of the carriage. The carriage before them was completely black, the bronze lamps were not gilded, and the royal symbol was only in the upper right corner of the door. If they didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it.

Just from this information, the attendants could deduce that this carriage was either a work vehicle for the members of the royal family, or a car for a member of the royal family at the level of the viscount.

Honestly speaking, with just these two identities, the Berkeley's Restaurant is not afraid of you. After all, the members of the royal family are not nobles, they are just running errands for the royal family. There are many viscount members in the royal family who are just like dogs in comparison to the nobles in the City of London.

Soon, another five or six attendants ran out of the restaurant and surrounded the arrogant carriage. From afar, they could hear the sound of sirens and several police officers running towards them.

Just as everyone was aggressively looking for someone to deal with, the curtain on the window suddenly opened and a pair of delicate hands with embroidered long gloves appeared in front of them.

Immediately after the door handle was opened, a beautiful young lady wearing a long skirt walked out from the carriage. Her golden hair that was draped over her shoulders was accompanied by a small natural roll, and she jumped up and down, attracting the attention of all the men present.

"You … May I ask this lady … What business do you have here? " The head waiter originally wanted to reprimand her, but when he saw the beauty, all the anger in his stomach instantly evaporated.

The beauty who got off the car didn't answer and instead turned around to stretch out her hand. Soon after, another beauty 'arm was placed on her hand. So the first one to get off the car was not a lady at all.

God! To be able to use such a beautiful doll as a maid, just what sort of status did he have? When the real owner of the carriage revealed his true appearance, all the men present were so shocked that they almost suffocated.

"Medium..." Chinese? "So beautiful!"

In this era, the number of Asian women in Europe could be counted on one hand, and there was only one person who had such a high status. A few Viscount and Lords nearby recognized him at a glance.

"It's the opera elf from the east, it's Fang Guan! "Oh my god, I actually saw her at such a close distance?" The group of men immediately became excited.

The supervisor obviously knew Fang Guan's name. He knew that Fang Guan was a top-notch beauty that could befriend the royal princesses and empress of various kingdoms personally. He did not dare to offend his.

"Oh, it's Miss Fang Guan. Could I ask if you came to eat? Do you have an appointment? " The supervisor respectfully said.

"I'm very sorry, but I was really in a hurry, so I hurried a bit. Did I scare everyone? If there are any, I apologize to everyone! " After saying that, Fang Guan and the swallow that was closest to her curtsied towards the surrounding people.

All the gentlemen and ladies present returned the greeting. The servants of Berkeley did not dare to accept it and quickly stepped aside to avoid it.

"Misunderstanding, it was all a misunderstanding … May I ask if Miss Fang Guan came to eat? It seems like your name isn't on our order list … "

"But it doesn't matter. Beautiful angels always have special privileges. I will arrange a good seat for you. I hope you enjoy your dinner tonight!"

At this time, a few policemen from afar also ran over, but when they saw the situation, they knew that they had wasted all their time. The surrounding lords stopped them and explained in a low voice.

"Sir, I am not here just to eat! Is our Chinese leader upstairs? Can you bring me up? I have to report to him about an urgent matter! "

"This …" The foreman's expression changed. He was the little leader of the British Intelligence Service, and the foreman was just a disguise. He was too clear on what was going on on on the third floor.

"I'm sorry, I can't bring you in without the permission of the customer. Why don't you have a meal or something in the hall on the first floor? "I'll go and report to you. How about …"

"No way!" Fang Guan's expression became serious as he said, "This matter is related to the military and national affairs of our nation, we cannot wait! "Please get out of the way, I must see our leader now …"

"No, absolutely not! You will disturb our esteemed guest if you do this, this is against the rules! "

Just at this time, a low cough sounded out from the carriage. You and your Swallow were so bold just now, why are you still being polite! "

As he spoke, an Oriental faced middle-aged man walked out from the carriage. The supervisor's eyes immediately became nervous, "Oh no, it's him?" The director of the Chinese CIA, Wang Huaiyuan? "

Several attendants lined up at the entrance. "No, our Berkeley is a high-end restaurant in London. We can't allow you to harass my guests …"

"Just wait here. I definitely can't let you in without the permission of a customer!"

Just then, Fang Guan shot a glance at the beauty beside him, only to see the swallow taking out an exquisite handgun from his bag.

"My God! What are you guys doing? " The supervisor screamed out with a pale face, and the onlookers were shocked as well. "Why did you pull out your gun?!" This woman is so scary! "

Fang Guan laughed coldly and said, "Don't worry, how could I shoot to injure you? I will only command my maid to fire at the sky! When I think of it, our Prime Minister will naturally hear the gunshot. Doesn't that mean he knows I'm here? "

"You can't do this... How can you be so rude? " The Berkeley staff members were all sweating profusely from anxiety.