Song Yun didn't want this unpleasant incident to spoil the day's plans.
He snorted coldly, found a seat with his wife, but after sitting for quite a while, no waiter came over to offer them tea or take their order, which really began to irritate Song Yun.
He waved at a waiter and called out for the menu, who came over lethargically and then took a menu from another table and placed it in Song Yun's hand.
Song Yun flipped it open and saw that the prices were quite reasonable overall; a company dinner with several people could eat very well for less than a thousand yuan.
"I'll have the shredded pork in Beijing sauce, lucky meatballs, squirrel fish..."
Song Yun ordered seven dishes in a row, and only then did the disdain in the waiter's eyes diminish somewhat, even bringing over a pot of tea proactively.
Once the waiter left, Ye Qingqing curiously asked while hugging Song Yun's arm, "Hubby, their service is so mediocre, how do they manage to stay afloat in Magic Capital?"
"Perhaps they have more important customers in their eyes," Song Yun said with an amused smile.
But Ye Qingqing looked around and saw that it wasn't mealtime yet, and there were only a few sparsely seated tables, no one looking like they were special customers.
Just then, four Audis parked one after another outside the door, and from the rear seats of the cars, several middle-aged men in casual clothing emerged.
It was the appearance of these men that energized the wait staff of the restaurant, who, along with the manager, stood at the entrance.
"Welcome~"
"Director Wang, Captain Liu, Section Chief Li, Commissary Qian, Director Zhao, welcome to our restaurant. I'm Manager Zhou Qi, just call me Little Zhou," the manager said obsequiously to these men, his service attitude a stark contrast to how he had been just a moment ago.
"Look, the real guests have arrived," Song Yun said, though his smile belied a cold gleam in his eyes.
Ye Qingqing then had a sudden realization; no wonder the waiter said there was no private room available—it had all been prepared in advance for these individuals.
And it wasn't the main business of this restaurant to serve ordinary people, but rather to network with people in Magic Capital and secure some institutional orders in the process.
Indeed, normal customers would at most spend about a thousand yuan per table, but if they could establish good relations with these individuals, the profit per table could be several times higher!
Song Yun sat there, watching those men go upstairs and enter the private room he had reserved that morning, his gaze turning colder.
Why is it that I reserved a room through the proper channels, yet you casually hand it over to someone else?
At this point, Ye Qingqing was also very angry. She had originally wanted to keep a low profile and dine in peace, but this was simply too much bullying!
She slammed the table and shouted, "Waiter!"
If things really escalated, it would definitely be them who suffered in the end.
"I am really sorry, dear leaders, I have no idea how this situation erupted..."
The manager carefully opened the door and frantically apologized.
"That kid just took out his phone to take photos, go make him delete them now!"
"I'll go right now, right this instant..."
Downstairs, Song Yun was leisurely drinking tea while waiting, but the manager who came down did not share the same composure.
He reached out to snatch the phone from the table.
Was he trying to rob him?
Song Yun let out a cold laugh. The teacup in his hand spun and twisted, shooting right onto the back of the manager's hand.
"Ah! You dare raise a hand to me!"
The manager covered his hand like an enraged wild dog.
Song Yun, impatient, fiddled with his ear, "If you're a dog, then act like one. Don't think about biting people, otherwise, your teeth will be knocked out, and your claws will be pulled off!"
Speaking in metaphors!
Absolute speaking in metaphors!
Bearing the pain, the manager lashed out, "You son of a bitch really have no idea how high the sky is, how deep the earth is! Don't force me to use some methods!"
"Barking what now? I can't understand the woofing of a dog like you."
"You... you... you!!!"
The manager had never experienced such humiliation. He was the younger brother of the owner of Banchuan Building, having traveled to Magic Capital with a mission, but now this kid had disrupted half of his plans, and the more he thought about it, the angrier and more anxious he became!
"Gimme that!"
The manager charged to knock over Song Yun and snatch the phone, but the next second, he realized he might as well have run into a steel plate, his arm vibrating numb with pain!
It was during this moment of distraction, however, that the manager clung onto Song Yun with one hand and successfully touched the phone with the other!