The manager frowned and turned toward the effeminate man who had been in a sorry state moments ago but was now putting on airs again.
"Sir, this is an internal matter for our restaurant. I'm afraid I can't tell you anything."
The manager's tone had grown noticeably colder.
He had no patience for someone who didn't know when to stop and still wanted to pry into the guest's identity.
"Oh? You can't tell me?"
Far from backing down, Liu Boer reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. His voice shot up an octave.
He puffed out his chest and strode up to the manager with theatrical flair, raising a delicately poised finger until it nearly touched the man's nose.
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
"I'm telling you, no matter how important the guest you're hosting today is, he's not more important than the person behind me!"
Liu Boer's words rang with baffling confidence.
Bai Xinxin and Su Wanning stared at him.
Had this guy lost his mind?
Yue Xiaofei had just beaten him into a miserable heap. Where had he found the nerve to challenge the restaurant's manager?
The manager's gaze turned cold. He was about to call security.
But just then, Liu Boer pulled a black card from the inside pocket of his flashy suit and waved it in front of him.
The card was solid black, with a single traditional Chinese character embroidered in bold strokes of gold thread—
"Hua"!
The manager's pupils contracted the instant he saw it!
His cold impatience vanished, replaced by shock and deep unease!
"Th-this is... a Hua Gate token?"
A faint tremor ran through the manager's voice.
Hua Gate!
Bai Xinxin's eyes lit up the moment she heard the name!
Of course she knew what Hua Gate