Don't let poverty limit your worldview.
This restaurant of theirs is not just a single one, and their boss owns more than just this hot pot place.
The manager recalled the smile on the boss's face when he found out about this, and his words, "Since we're playing, let's play big."
It made him unbelievably excited.
He's also the restless type, and this movement has been suppressed for too long. Now there's finally a chance for it to erupt. How can that not excite people?
"Remember, you guys are already on our blacklist," the manager said.
Why?
The manager looked up at the closed private room door. What could it be for? Naturally, they offended someone they shouldn't have.
Who shouldn't they have provoked?
Of all people, they provoked someone they couldn't afford to mess with. They brought it upon themselves.
However, the manager believed that it wasn't just because of what happened earlier that the person acted. There must be something else this group of oddballs did to touch that person's bottom line.
Thinking of the boss's advice, the manager gave a nod to the people at the door and hurriedly headed towards the private room.
He wondered if the boss would be satisfied with his handling today.
He better not lose his job because of these naive troublemakers.
"You guys... we'll see," Li Qiao said angrily, shaking his sleeves and walking away.
Following behind him was the doting Zhang Xiaoman and her mother.
This... what on earth happened?
Isn't her uncle supposed to be quite powerful? Why does he have no status in these people's eyes?
"Cousin, slow down, I can barely keep up," Zhang Xiaoman whined, "My feet really hurt."
Li Qiao then slowed his pace, "Auntie, Xiao Man, don't worry. I'll definitely get back at them for this. It's just a restaurant. We'll see."
He added, "Come on, I'll take you to eat Western food."
He just couldn't believe it, how influential the people behind a small restaurant could be. "There's a Western restaurant in Capital City where the food is pretty good. I originally planned on having Chinese tonight and then taking my cousin to try the Western food tomorrow. I've been there often, and there won't be any issues."
Plus, because he tips generously each time, he's on good terms with the staff there.
Zhang Xiaoman's mom also looked a bit pale, with a lingering sense of foreboding that she couldn't shake off.
She amusingly, seemed, must have offended someone powerful.
Soon, the little flicker of hope in her heart was ruthlessly extinguished.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li, you have been restricted from spending at our restaurant," the manager of the Western restaurant said with a perfectly timed signature smile.
Every time, she would smile at him like this.
Every time, she would warmly invite him in, and even the seat he often liked was specially reserved for him.
But today, they wouldn't let him in.
"Manager Lu, what do you mean?" Li Qiao said coldly, gritting his teeth.
"I apologize, Mr. Li," Manager Lu continued with the signature smile, "Just as it sounds, we will no longer provide services to you in the future, so please leave."
Damn... Li Qiao spat, "Lu Qinqin, are you blind? Don't you recognize me?"
"Oh, who wouldn't recognize our Mr. Li," came a laugh from behind, "Haha, got blacklisted? Really satisfying."
"Zhao Qian, keep your sarcastic comments to yourself, none of your business," Li Qiao said angrily.
He had always been at odds with Zhao Qian, and now Zhao Qian saw him in such an embarrassing situation. It made him furious.
"Haha..." Zhao Qian smiled at Zhang Xiaoman, "Little girl, if you want to eat Western food, come inside with your brother?"
Zhang Xiaoman was so scared she hid behind Li Qiao.
"You all wait and see," Li Qiao said angrily, grabbing Zhang Xiaoman's hand, "Let's go."