The Western restaurant was not very far from the hotel; it took Yin Tian and his companions less than twenty minutes to arrive in front of it.
After showing their reservation information to the receptionist at the door, the waiter imdiately put on a smiling face, bowed to Yin Tian and the others, and said, "Hello, your seats have been reserved in advance. Please follow ."
Just as Yin Tian and his companions were about to follow the waiter into the restaurant, a car suddenly drove up from a distance and stopped right there.
A man got out from the car, while a woman with a dusty air stepped out from the passenger side.
The man wrapped his arm around the woman’s waist and stepped up the stairs, then casually tossed his car keys to the waiter, "Park the car well. If it’s scratched or dented, you’re done for."
The waiter’s face showed not the slightest hint of dissatisfaction; instead, he smiled broadly, "Mr. Zhao, we currently do not have any available seats in the restaurant..."
"No available seats?"
The man snorted coldly through his nose, "What are these people doing here then?"
"They made a reservation in advance, so we’ve reserved seats for these guests."
"Isn’t that perfect? Give their seats, and there, problem solved."
Mr. Zhao spoke with a sense of entitlent.
"Why should you?"
Chen Yu had a face full of discontent as she said indignantly, "We reserved our seats in advance. Why should you take them just because you’ve shown up?"
Mr. Zhao glanced at Chen Yu, "You look sowhat familiar. Aren’t you that star, sothing sothing sothing..."
Chen Yu’s face stiffened and, in a panic, she hid behind Yin Tian and quickly put on a mask.
Mr. Zhao then glanced at Yin Tian and, with an air of arrogance, took out a card from his bag, "Liu, how many tis have I eaten in your restaurant? Do I really have to show this card every ti?"
Seeing the card in Mr. Zhao’s hand, the waiter hesitated for a mont but eventually turned to Yin Tian and the others, "Excuse us, but could you please wait a mont longer? As soon as there’s another free table, we will arrange for you to dine imdiately."
"What?"
Su Qinwei’s face was filled with disbelief, "We were here first, and we made a reservation in advance. Why should you give our table to soone else?"
"Why?"
Mr. Zhao let out a light laugh, shaking the card in his hand at Su Qinwei, "Because I have the power to! Don’t like it? Tough luck."
As he spoke, his gaze unabashedly swept over Su Qinwei, Chen Yu, and Ye Qinghuang, filled with covetous desire, "However, if the three of you would like to join for the al, I could allow that."
"You!"
Su Qinwei trembled with rage, incensed by his public insult.
Not wanting to say anything more to Mr. Zhao, she turned to the waiter, "Where’s your manager? Call him here; I want to see what kind of rules you have here!"
"Even if you call the manager over, the result will be the sa."
Mr. Zhao stood with his hands on his hips, a smile of disdain on his face.
As the argunt between the two parties grew heated, the waiter wore a troubled expression and eventually contacted the manager through the communication device on his collar.
Soon, a man rushed out, "Everyone, please, there’s no need for agitation."
"Manager Liu, you’ve arrived. I want to dine; is there a problem?"
Mr. Zhao flaunted the card in his hand at Manager Liu.
Manager Liu imdiately put on a servile smile, nodding and bowing, "Mr. Zhao, what are you talking about? If you want to dine, of course, there’s no problem. Please, co in."
"Why should we?"
Su Qinwei asked her question again, "We made a reservation in advance for that seat. Why should we wait and watch as he eats at the table we booked?"
"Miss, I’m sorry, but Mr. Zhao is one of our gold mbers and has priority rights."
Manager Liu calmly looked at Su Qinwei and began to speak slowly, "Since you don’t have a mbership card, you’ll have to give way to Mr. Zhao. That’s the rule of our establishnt."
"You!"
Su Qinwei shook with anger.
It was then that Yin Tian suddenly said, "Gold mber? Then there must be even higher levels of mbership, right?"
"Of course, there is."
Manager Liu looked at Yin Tian with a mocking smile.
Mr. Zhao turned around, his face full of scorn, "Above that is the diamond mber. You need to recharge ten million to beco one. Do you have that kind of money?"
"No."
Yin Tian shook his head.
"Heh..."
Mr. Zhao snickered coldly, "I knew it. You, a poor wretch, definitely don’t have it. Why am I even wasting my ti arguing with a pauper like you?"
As he spoke, his gaze again fell on Su Qinwei and the two other girls, "How about it? Do you want to co with ? What’s the point of hanging around this bum? What can he give you?"
Yin Tian flashed a smile.
"Diamond mber? I don’t have that,"
"But I do have this card."
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