C182 Silver Card Member
C182 Silver Card Member
"Someone's here?" Hearing the attendant's words, the middle aged man subconsciously glanced at Shang Liang, thinking to himself that he shouldn't lose face in front of this Rich Second Generation, and frowned: "Could it be that you don't know that I'm a member of Emperor Pavilion?"
After he finished speaking, the middle-aged man took out a silver card that glimmered with silver light.
"Members of the Silver Card have a lot of privileges in the Emperor Pavilion. You can enjoy the rights of not having to make any appointments. The middle-aged man said complacently, "In a high class restaurant like Emperor Pavilion, a member of a silver card is a symbol of one's identity."
"But," the waiter stammered, "a guest who has booked room 838 is really not to be trifled with!"
"Not to be trifled with?" Hearing that, the middle-aged man snorted and said with disdain, "Then tell me, are they members of the Silver Card? If so, I'll leave without a second word. If that's not the case, then you should let me enjoy my silver card membership treatment. "
"This …" "Indeed, they are not members of the Silver Card."
"That's it." The middle-aged man whined, "With your level of Emperor Pavilion, can't you protect the rights and interests of the members of the Silver Card?"
"Alright then." The waiter said helplessly, "I'll go and try to communicate with the guest in room 838."
"It's a negotiation, not an exchange." The middle-aged man corrected.
After the waiter entered room 838, he quickly came out.
When the middle-aged man saw this, he hurriedly asked, "How is it, do they want to give it to me?"
"Sir, the guest in room 838 has requested you to personally negotiate with them." The waiter shrugged his shoulders and said with a helpless look on his face, "I can only let you down."
"Hmph, what customer is so unruly!" After the middle-aged man heard what the attendant said, he immediately felt as if he had lost all face in front of Shang Liang, and huffed in anger: "I don't believe that a member of the Silver Card like me, can't even compare to these normal customers!"
With that, the middle-aged man stormed straight for private room 838.
Shang Liang watched the middle-aged man's actions coldly, and really wanted to see just how capable this big boss of Second Rich Generation Live Broadcast was.
However, to Shang Liang's surprise, before long, the middle-aged man appeared.
When the middle-aged man walked out of the room, he had a smile plastered all over his face. He couldn't help but apologetically say, "Brothers, you guys take your time. Sorry for disturbing you!"
Seeing that the middle-aged man was so submissive and changed from the righteous words he had just said to Shang Liang, he could not help but be curious in his heart. He thought to himself, just who is the customer in booth 838 that could make the middle-aged man be so afraid?
The middle aged man walked over to Shang Liang and suggested: "We don't need money. How about we change to another room?"
"Aren't you a member of the Silver Card? Don't you enjoy the right to change your room first? " Shang Liang curled his lips, "With such good benefits, why would you want to change rooms?"
"This …" Three black lines appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead. He said without any face, "The guests in Room 838 are not to be trifled with."
"Oh, really?" Shang Liang squinted his eyes, and said faintly: "How much trouble is it? Is the one sitting inside the palace the country's leader, or the leader of the underworld?"
"Neither." The middle-aged man shook his head. "They …"
"I'm quite curious. I want to meet these mysterious people." Shang Liang saw that the middle aged man looked like he wanted to say something, but hesitated. He smiled and said: "Wait here, I will go check the situation."
Leaving the middle-aged man who wanted to stop him, Shang Liang walked quickly towards room 838.
Someone immediately shouted after he pushed open the door, "Bastard, didn't you say I won't switch rooms? Do you want me to beat you up again?"
Shang Liang glanced at the person seated in the private room, frowned, and smiled: "It's you?"
"Grand Master?" At this moment, a large person sitting in the middle stood up and asked in surprise, "Why have you come?"
This man was the number one apprentice of the Thai Fist Club, Xu Wenloong.
"Ha, I thought that the person sitting inside this room was some overlord. So it's you apprentices!" Shang Liang squinted his eyes and said: "You guys came to Emperor Pavilion to eat, and didn't follow the rules. Don't tell me that you want Somchai to help you guys to communicate with Qi Xinhee?"
"So the guy who came in just now and asked us to change rooms was with you, Grand Master!" Xu Wenloong suddenly realized something, "Grand Master, I'm really sorry, I didn't know he was yours. Otherwise, if you gave me ten guts, I wouldn't dare be rash!"
"I do believe that." Shang Liang said leisurely.
"That's enough, brothers. Since Grand Master wants this room, let's switch places." Xu Wenloong said to the others, "Don't sit around, get up quickly!"
These people took Xu Wenloong as their leader, and since Xu Wenloong had spoken, the others stood up and gave their rooms to him.
When Shang Liang walked out of room 838, Xu Wenloong and the others were practically shouting from the front and back, giving Shang Liang the air of a rider on a throne.
To Xu Wenloong and the other people who were fighting, only someone stronger than them would receive their respect. Shang Liang was precisely such an expert.
Seeing that Shang Liang was actually surrounded by the customers in room 838, the middle-aged man was dumbfounded and his face filled with disbelief.
When Shang Liang walked in front of the middle-aged man, he was still in a daze.
"What are you still standing there for?" The corner of Shang Liang's mouth raised slightly, and said: "Hurry up and get the attendants to clean up, we will go to room 838 to discuss the details later."
"Ah, alright!" The middle-aged man came back to his senses and nodded, "I'll go order now."
The middle-aged man hurriedly went to find a waiter.
After Xu Wenloong finished changing rooms, Shang Liang finally returned to room 838.
Seeing Shang Liang enter, the middle-aged man obviously lost his previous arrogance, he immediately stood up and helped Shang Liang out of his seat, and said passionately: "You do not lack money, please take a seat!"
Shang Liang waved his hand, and laughed: "You're welcome."
When he thought about how these evil looking people were so courteous to Shang Liang, the middle-aged man felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He carefully said: "Mr. Wealthy, may I ask what your name is?
"Shang Liang. The noble, the good of the conscience. " Shang Liang said, "Of course, I am indeed not lacking in money, it is not impossible for you to call me Mr. Wealthy. Why don't you introduce yourself? "