Qiao Jing and Su Manhan hadn't yet responded to Zhan Nanqing's words when the person beside them spoke up again.
Qiao Mengtong, with her arms folded, glanced at the assistant next to her and signaled with her eyes.
"Xiao Zhou, show them our queue number."
The assistant immediately took out a number plate exclusive to Zhouhuan Restaurant from her bag, deliberately flipped it over, and revealed the number 70.
Qiao Mengtong shot a look at Qiao Jing and reached out to take the number plate from the assistant's hand.
"Heh, it seems that your VIP spot isn't that great, huh? My cousin is the manager of Zhouhuan Restaurant, and he has already placed us within the first 100, while you're still after the 100th. How does that feel, are you not envious and jealous? There's nothing you can do about it, I just have the connections, and you don't, right?"
Qiao Jing's expression suddenly grew colder, and a chill gradually spread through her eyes.
"Which manager?"