The comnt was so targeted that a few waiters turned to look at the two people behind.
Ye Ning and Mu Yeli seed to not hear a thing.
"Miss, please co in." The Z Country waiter let the two of them inside.
She turned back and shot a glance at the two of them, pulling her boyfriend along while making sure to look back to see if they dared to co in.
On the ship, once aboard, there’s no need to use cash anymore. You store money on the room card, and each ti you go to eat, you swipe the card, and all the information appears on the computer screen.
Mu Yeli took out the room card to swipe.
The person at the door shuddered upon seeing the card.
This was the room card for the Presidential Suite.
Of course, that wasn’t the issue; the key thing was that during the boarding eting, it was specifically ntioned that the guest staying in the Presidential Suite must not be provoked, and everyone should avoid that area. The person cleans the room himself, and no one from the ship is allowed to enter the suite, plus his personal information is blocked and cannot be accessed via the room card.
Thus, the crew on the ship, whether from Z Country or elsewhere, were busy discussing how special this person must be, to be surrounded by such secrecy.
This might be the first ti since boarding that they’ve encountered such a mysterious situation.
And now, this mysterious person... was right in front of him?
But... there’s sothing odd about the appearance.
Didn’t seem like anyone important, so why all the mystery?
The waiter stared hard at him, swiped the card, and quickly bowed his head, courteously personally escorting them into the restaurant.
"This way, sir, miss. If you need anything, just let know. Here’s the nu card, please take a look."
The two just inside didn’t receive such treatnt.
They glanced over here, montarily surprised.
They actually ca in, huh, was the waiter following them closely because he was afraid they couldn’t pay?
The woman thought this, resting her chin on her hand and watching curiously.
Ye Ning and Mu Yeli sat down and started to order together.
Since the chef was Italian, the Italian food was sure to be authentic.
Ye Ning casually pointed out a few dishes, and Mu Yeli followed suit, putting down the nu, under the gaze of those two people still watching.
The woman humd again and said, "These days, anyone cos to eat Western food, can they even eat it properly?"
The waiter almost burst out laughing, thinking to himself, of course they can.
Such an impressive figure.
The waiter looked at the woman with sympathy, thinking, these nouveau riche, they have no idea and won’t ever know that he’s a big shot from the Presidential Suite.
The waiter shook his head, being even more cautious to the pair, saying, "Would you like to go to a private room?"
Ye Ning imdiately said, "No, no, we’re fine eating here."
If they went to the private room, how would they annoy those two?
Ye Ning chuckled and said to the waiter, "You can go now, we’ll just enjoy our al."
"Yes, sir, miss, please enjoy your al at leisure."
Once the waiter left, Ye Ning imdiately channeled her inner drama queen, reaching out her finger to lift Mu Yeli’s chin, her expression full of infatuation, causing people’s expressions to twitch uncontrollably.
"Ah, Li, you are the most handso man I’ve ever seen, what shall I do? I’m swooning over you every day, unable to extricate myself."
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