Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path-Chapter 619: Not Short of Money

"Why are these weirdos here?" Hao Lianlian rolled her eyes in a rather ungraceful manner.

The target of her voice was none other than that middle-aged woman, Zhang Xiaoman's mom.

"Who knows, just ignore her," Gu Lingling said.

She couldn't be sure about other places, but this was their turf. Did Zhang Xiaoman and her mom want to cause trouble? They'd better see where they're at first.

"Hey, girl, are you deaf?" Zhang Xiaoman's mom pointed at the waiter and said, "We have a lot of people waiting here in line, yet anyone random can just be led in, what does this mean?"

"Isn't that right, folks?" Zhang Xiaoman's mom said with a pout.

"Right!" someone chimed in, "Didn't they say there were no seats when we arrived? How come there are seats now?"

"Exactly," Zhang Xiaoman's mom echoed, "What's wrong with your restaurant? Just because the food is good doesn't mean you can fool us."

"Everyone, what's going on?" At this moment, a manager-like person came out smiling at everyone.

"Are you the manager here?" Zhang Xiaoman's mom pointed at the waiter, "I suspect your waiter took some bribe; this person didn't wait in line and went straight in to eat."

"Yeah, that's right, we all saw it," chimed in several people waiting for their meals.

"Are you talking about them?" The manager pointed at Yang Yunhai and others, smiling.

"Yes, them," Zhang Xiaoman's mom pointed at the manager, "I now demand you give us their private room, that seat should be ours."

After all, they've been waiting here so long, the next available seat should be theirs.

"I'm afraid that's not possible," the manager said awkwardly.

"Why isn't it possible?" Zhang Xiaoman's mom raised her voice, "Is it because we can't afford it or something?"

"This...it's not a matter of money," the manager frowned, "but it is also a matter of money."

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Xiaoman's mom's voice got louder, "Do we look like people who can't afford it?"

Finally, she felt vindicated, returning the words as they were.

Gu Lingling, "..."

Manager, "Not lacking money, haha."

But they, even more so, don't lack money. Otherwise, why would you be here waiting in line while they come straight in and have seats?

"Well, that's it then. We also have money, we're willing to pay any room fee, make sure they don't go in, let us in instead," Zhang Xiaoman's mom said.

"Manager, we'll frequently come to your place in the future," Zhang Xiaoman said with a sardonic smile, "Besides, my uncle knows lots of people, he can introduce more guests to you."

These people, at first glance, looked like bumpkins, except for that man who seemed to have some money.

"I'm afraid that's not possible," the manager signaled to the waiter, "Xiao Liu, please take Mr. Yang and his group in, we're sorry, Mr. Yang, for the inconvenience."

Yang Yunhai nodded and led the group inside without saying much to the manager.

"Why... why are they still allowed in?" Zhang Xiaoman anxiously blocked Gu Lingling.

"It's like this, miss," the manager said, "Mr. Yang is a regular customer here, and this private room is permanently reserved by him."

"If you plan to dine here frequently and don't want to wait in line, you can also book a private room like Mr. Yang and come anytime without queuing."

Face... today was bruised and hurt, the slaps kept coming.