Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path Chapter 619 619: 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 an?"

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

"Right!" soone chid in, "Didn't they say there were no seats when we arrived? How co there are seats now?"

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

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

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

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

"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 sothing?"

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

"What do you an 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 co 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 co 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 seed to have so 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 custor 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 co anyti without queuing."

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