Chapter 1293: Chapter 1291: High-Level Network of Connections
For the clubâs name, Wufu and Jun Wenqi had a verbal sparring match, back and forth, and still couldnât decide. Instead, it was Master Gui who settled on one from their argument.
"How about we name it Purple Yu Garden?" Master Gui said, "Purple naturally brings to mind the saying âauspicious purple air comes from the east,â symbolizing prestige. Yu describes a place big enough, and our garden fits the bill!"
Everyone recited the name once; it sounded acceptable. Wufu didnât really mind much. As long as the club becomes famous, what does the name matter? Whatâs important is the service and taste inside the club, thatâs what brings pride.
After unanimously deciding on the name, a plaque still needed to be made. Master Gui looked at Wufu and said, "I heard Old Master Mengâs calligraphy is exceptional. If we could get him to personally write for us..."
Poof!
Wufu sprayed his tea out.
Jun Wenqi quickly dodged and hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief to wipe himself, while pointing at Wufu and shouted, "Do you have any sense of decorum? Are you trying to provoke someone on purpose?" He was wearing new clothes!
Wufu couldnât be bothered with him, and said to Master Gui, "You want the illustrious scholar from a literary family to write a plaque for our lively and vibrant club. What are you thinking? Like you said, trying to provoke someone?"
It might sound nice calling it a club, where services are on offer but nothing more, but at the end of the day, itâs a place of amusement, just a bit more high-end and extravagant, those scholars wouldnât dare hang their writing here as a plaque, theyâd be mortified!
Master Guiâs suggestion was definitely provocative.
Wait a minute, he mentioned Old Master Meng...
Wufu quickly looked over, Master Gui raised his teacup with a look that said "Iâve already figured you out," making Wufu glare at him: "When did you find out?"
Master Gui smiled: "I know what I should know."
Wufu narrowed his eyes.
Jun Wenqi, feeling puzzled, glanced at them and asked, "What kind of riddle are you two speaking in?"
Wufu snorted, "Forget about Old Master Mengâs writing, but the Sage of Calligraphyâs, we might be able to just about get."
"The Sage of Calligraphy? The one hailed as the madman of Literary Forest? His bold calligraphy is said to be unparalleled, and heâs quite the charming character himself." Jun Wenqi leaned in, said, "If we could actually get him to inscribe a plaque for our club, the prestige would instantly go up."
Hmm, strange, how could he say the word prestige, could it be like people coming together and influencing each other?
Wufu said, "Leave it to me." Then said, "If weâre going high-end, we canât operate like a typical venue of amusement. We need to set up a membership system, and raise the overall price another level."
"Raise it again?" Jun Wenqi said, "Our clubâs prices are already some of the highest in the Capital."
"Itâs not enough, raise it a bit more. We want to be truly high-end, why are you trying to save Silver for others? Those without Silver canât come, and even if they have Silver, without membership, they canât enter to spend and enjoy." Wufu said, "Rest assured, no matter how expensive, people will come. High-end should be truly high-end, if you make it low-end, itâll be no different from the others out there, and it wonât show any high-grade taste, wouldnât that just be belittling people?"
"Membership system, and a cap needs to be set. This year, our first opening, we can accept a hundred members, and from then on, only five each year. Without a certain qualification, one canât join. Once they do join, the resources here will bring them even more, whether in business or other matters. Tell me, isnât this prestige high enough?"
Jun Wenqi and Master Gui exchanged glances; if this were truly the case, then those who could come to spend here would be either rich or noble. This would be the highest standard of a network of personal connections.