Chapter 50: Shameless Face

The mood of the people in the restaurant was greatly affected, and they all frowned and looked at the source of the sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A young man with a domineering face, hugging a woman with heavy makeup on her face and her eyes above the top, seemed dissatisfied with her seat and was shouting at the restaurant staff.

Behind him, there were four burly men, with angry faces, who also shouted loudly.

"Do you know who I am? I'm your VIP here, and I'm spending with you all year round. Isn't it intentional to save my face by arranging this kind of seat for me? Do you know the consequences of offending me, a big customer? Hurry up and call the person in charge out! ā€

The young man barked hysterically like a mad dog.

The waiter who was reprimanded by him didn't dare to vomit, and when he heard him ask to see the person in charge, he hurriedly said, "Young Master Sun, wait a minute, I'll invite him over immediately." ā€

Young Master Sun snorted coldly, sat down with his buttocks, cocked Erlang's legs, took the wine glass handed by the waiter and drank it up, and squirted out with a "poof", slamming the cup on the table, making a crisp sound: "Is this wine?" Horse urine isn't that bad to drink, hurry up and change it for me! ā€

The woman next to him stroked his chest and said in a flattering voice: "Don't be angry, it's not good to be angry." ā€

Zheng Yichen saw that he was arrogant, frowned, and smiled bitterly at Xiaotong: "I didn't expect that there were such inferior people in high-end places, and they defeated our dining Yaxing." ā€

In terms of identity, there is no doubt that this man is the superior person who often enters this kind of occasion for the first time, and Zheng Yichen and the others are just taking advantage of the festival to be extravagant, so they should be classified as inferior people.

In terms of character and quality, Zheng Yichen is undoubtedly a hundred times nobler than this person, and at this level, Zheng Yichen is much richer than him.

However, this society is so realistic, only valuing wealth and status. What's the use of having a good character? and it cannot be eaten as food.

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses hurried out of the room, trotting all the way, and shouting, "Get out of the way." ā€

The waiters recognized him as the restaurant manager, their immediate boss, and avoided the sound to make way for a wide road.

The manager walked up to Young Master Sun, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile on his face: "I don't know that Young Master Sun is here, and I miss the welcome, I hope you have a lot, forgive me for my poor greeting." ā€

His body was bloated, and it was a lot of physical exertion for him to run all the way, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and while talking, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, looking a little embarrassed.

Young Master Sun snorted coldly: "Forgive? Hum! Look at the seat you arranged for me, the light is too dark, the aisle is too narrow, and it is too close to the next table, I can smell other people's bad breath! How can I forgive me for such a greeting? ā€

The manager scolded in his heart: "Grass your mother! The person with the most smelly mouth is you, and you're embarrassed to dislike others. Didn't you just rely on your dad to have a few stinky money to dare to show off here? Assertive! ā€

He scolded viciously in his heart, and his mouth was still submissive, full of slavery.

This man's name is Sun Haitang, and he is a famous second ancestor in the circle.

His father, Sun Zhengwu, is a nouveau riche who has only made his fortune in recent years, although he is rich, he has never been able to integrate into the upper class, and he is a very big and rough one.

Lao Tzu has no culture, his son is even more unbearable, Sun Haitang has no business acumen, and several businesses he invested in have ended in miserable losses, Sun Zhengwu's heart to cultivate his son's talent has also faded, so he simply continues to work hard in the business sea, and provides Sun Haitang with a large amount of money every month, so that he can spend time and drink.

Sun Haitang spends money like burning money, with this pride of spending a lot of money without even blinking an eye, he has also earned some face in the circle of the rich second generation, often calling friends, eating, drinking and having fun.

This Genting restaurant is a place where their group of people often come to consume, and the manager sees that this brainless second ancestor is a strange thing to live in, and he is working hard to save face.

At least 10% of Genting Restaurant's monthly turnover came from Sun Haitang, and its performance skyrocketed, and the manager was praised by the management, and the bonus at the end of the year doubled.

This is a God of Wealth!

The manager regarded Sun Haitang as a parent of food and clothing, and he had long been immune to his humiliation and rudeness, and he had the ability to do it himself.

There is actually nothing wrong with this seat, Sun Haitang has also sat there before, and he has not raised any objections.

It's just that he brought a new girl over tonight, and he wanted to play a trick in front of her, so that this woman knew her wrist and energy, so she had nothing to do.

The manager whispered a few words to Sun Haitang, then straightened his waist, looked majestic, and shouted: "Zhang Yi, come over to me!" ā€

Zhang Yi, the front desk lady who was in charge of arranging the seats, heard this call and knew that something was wrong, and the manager was looking for a replacement ghost, so she just happened to find her.

She walked up to the manager tremblingly, and before she could speak, the manager pointed at her and scolded her: "You have long eyes and a head, right?" Knowing that Young Master Sun was the most distinguished customer in our restaurant, he actually arranged such a dining seat for him. Don't rely on yourself to be an old employee and dare to rely on the old and sell the old, if you are unhappy, pack up your things and go home as soon as possible to nurse the child, and be less embarrassed here! ā€

Zhang Yi's eyes were red, with tears in his eyes, and he wanted to speak: Didn't you ask me to arrange this seat?

But she knew that if she said this, she really couldn't work in the restaurant, so she covered her mouth and whimpered and cried.

When the people next to him heard a weak female stream crying sadly, they all felt compassion, but no one helped to speak.

Zheng Yichen frowned, and was about to say a few words out loud, when Xiaotong waved his hand at him, signaling him not to muddy the water.

After all, it is an internal problem in the restaurant, subordinates do something wrong, and the boss reprimands a few words, which is an extremely common thing in the workplace, and outsiders are not good at being strong.

The manager ordered Zhang Yi to make a punching bag, which was purely a personal revenge nature.

At the beginning of last month, he touched Zhang Yi's buttocks and was unceremoniously scolded by her in front of many employees as an "old rascal".

He didn't get angry on the spot, and he was already thinking about finding an opportunity to rectify her in the future.

He took advantage of Sun Haitang's anger to scold Zhang Yi, who arranged the seat, not only to achieve the purpose of revenge, but also to successfully transfer the anger received by Sun Haitang to Zhang Yi.

Sun Haitang frowned and said, "Noisy, crying and crying?" Lao Tzu came here to eat, not to watch you play double reeds. Hurry up and get me a seat. ā€

He was bored, his legs resting on the table, and the woman with him stood behind him, massaging his shoulders.

As soon as Sun Haitang said this, the people in the restaurant exploded all of a sudden, and the restaurant was already full at this time, if Sun Haitang was to change his position, it meant that someone at a certain table must be forced to leave.

Almost all of the people who dined tonight were young couples who came in and out of pairs, and no one wanted to lose this face in front of their other half, and every man had a very ugly face, and secretly prayed in his heart: "Don't pick my seat." ā€

The full house of guests turned into lambs to be slaughtered for a while, and they were silent one by one, and the festive atmosphere at the beginning was gone.

The manager looked at it for a moment, picked a table, pointed to the seat and said, "Young Master Sun, what do you think of the position over there?" ā€

The couple at the table who was selected turned pale when they heard the words, and their stomachs were resentful, but they didn't dare to burst out and sat upright.

The four bodyguards behind Sun Haitang are not vegetarians!

Young Master Sun glanced at him and said disdainfully: "You are so foolish when you are Lao Tzu?" That seat is worse than the one I'm sitting in now. Pick again! ā€

"Yes, yes, I'll pick again, and I'll pick until you're satisfied." The manager's eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and he began to choose the best dining table for Sun Haitang.

Sun Haitang was just looking for nothing at first, but now he suddenly felt that this game of changing seats was very fun, and everyone who was pointed out to ask for a change of seat had different expressions, some were white, some were blue, some were red, and some were yellow, and the appearance of daring to be angry and not speaking was too funny.

He decided to keep the game alive.

Just after the manager picked several seats in a row and frightened several couples who were dining, a loud voice suddenly sounded: "Xiaotong, do you know?" There is a fireworks show in Tianhe Square at eight o'clock tonight, which is said to cost millions, and we are in this location, just enough to feast our eyes, haha. ā€

Sun Haitang was immersed in the game of transposition, and was interrupted by this sudden voice, and frowned: "What kind of guy who doesn't have long eyes dares to speak so loudly!" ā€

His complexion changed, his eyes shot a vicious light, he sneered, pointed to Zheng Yichen and Xiaotong's seats and said, "I think that seat is good, hurry up and call those two people...... I don't care about you! ā€

Dare to disturb Lao Tzu to play games, so that you can't see fireworks!

The manager said yes repeatedly, coughed lightly twice, moistened his throat, raised his head and walked over, full of style, and said to the calm Zheng Yichen: "This gentleman, I'm sorry, the waiter just made a mistake, your seat is over there, this is Young Master Sun's seat." ā€

His wording was elegant, sharpening his edge, and he thought that he had given Zheng Yichen enough face, and kindly gave him a step down.

In his mind, this ordinarily dressed young man would definitely obediently hold his tail and agree to change positions with his female companion, after all, Sun Haitang's majesty was there, and no one dared to argue with him.

"That's the seat I booked, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it, you go check it out first and then tell me. I...... Never transpose! Zheng Yichen smiled lightly, and his tone of voice was extremely firm, unquestionable.

"Horses! It's shameless to give it back! The manager scolded in his heart, his face changed, and his tone was cold: "Even if you are right, this restaurant is not going to do your business today, please go out!" He put on a gesture of congratulations, and whispered in Zheng Yichen's ear: "Boy, this is my land, you can't afford to play, so you should change positions obediently, so that you can have good fruits to eat." ā€

"You should have put on this unreasonable appearance from the beginning, and the hooligans were stunned and cultured."

"You...... What did you say? ā€

Zheng Yichen smiled lightly and said loudly: "I'm afraid you can't help but do my business, because I have eaten here, which is beyond your own authority!" ā€

The manager smiled: "The highest leader in this restaurant is me, you eat in the restaurant I manage, I don't have the authority to manage you?" ā€

He spoke louder and louder, slapped the table hard, and looked hideous: "You were kicked in the head by a donkey, right?" Say such stupid things! ā€

His fierce and domineering performance aroused the disgust of the people present: the banner on the wall also reads "The customer is God, and you must provide customers with home-like service". Is there anyone who treats God like this? Make guests feel at home? If I go home and be treated like this, can I be an illegitimate child?

Most people were a little sympathetic to Zheng Yichen, but it was wishful thinking to ask them to help talk.

If you shoot the first bird, if you come out, you will probably be kicked out.

Some people secretly blamed Zheng Yichen for not knowing how to accept it when he saw it, just change his position, why bother with the restaurant manager?

They didn't know that Zheng Yichen's purpose for deliberately speaking out just now was based on righteous indignation, and he couldn't bear to see others embarrassed, so he took this bane on himself.

Zheng Yichen looked calm, but Xiaotong was a girl's family, and it was inevitable that he would be frightened by the manager's fierce appearance, and he was a little scared.

Seeing the worry between Xiaotong's eyebrows, his heart warmed, he reached out to hold a pair of her soft wattles, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I promise that we can eat delicious beef, sit here and watch the fireworks show, I will give you an unforgettable festival!" ā€

"You're ...... Watch me do well! When it was a pre-dinner aftershow. He grinned, his eyebrows raised, and he flew away.

Xiaotong nodded slightly, his expression obviously relaxed.

The show is about to begin.