Seeing that Elton was about to cause trouble, the restaurant receptionist hurriedly called the restaurant manager through the intercom.
After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit strode to the entrance of the restaurant.
"What's going on?"
After the receptionist explained the situation, the middle-aged man politely walked up to Elton.
"Mr. Dong, hello, I'm the manager of this restaurant, Dylan.""I'm sorry, but according to our restaurant's policy, guests without a reservation must wait in line for a table. I hope you understand."
Though his words were polite, Dylan's tone was stiff, and his eyes were full of impatience.
To be honest, he encountered one or two unreasonable guests like this every month.
Elton's behavior had already put him on Dylan's list of such people.
Smack!
Elton was furious and slammed his leather wallet onto the reception desk."Damn it! I've got plenty of money! I refuse to believe this nonsense!"
"How much do you want to get me a table right now? Name your price!"
His wealthy and arrogant demeanor made Dylan pause.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dong, this isn't about money."
Dylan slowly shook his head. "As the saying goes, rules are rules. Without a prior reservation, I can't arrange a table for you."
Elton's eyes were bloodshot as he slammed several gold credit cards onto the table.
"Take a good look!""These are gold credit cards with million-dollar limits."
"As long as you give me some face, you can swipe these cards as much as you want today!"
Hiss...
The customers waiting in line collectively gasped.
Elton, who was once seen as a nobody, suddenly transformed into a dazzling millionaire in their eyes.
Swish!
All eyes turned to manager Dylan, eager to see how he would respond.Manager Dylan calmly placed the gold cards back into Elton's wallet.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Elton, but no matter how much you offer, I can't break the restaurant's rules. Please take your wallet."
...
The sudden silence was the most unsettling.
Manager Dylan's firm and cold refusal created an awkward and tense atmosphere.
Elton's face turned ashen with rage, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Thud, thud, thud...At that moment, Rhea strutted forward, pointing her finger at manager Dylan's nose, and started yelling.
"You little nobody, who gave you the courage to make things difficult for my Elton?"
"You're done for today, I tell you!"
"My fiancé is an executive at a Fortune 500 company. One call from him and you'll be out of a job, unable to survive in Silk City!"
Manager Dylan's face changed slightly, and he hesitantly glanced at Elton.
Technically, Elton's company had nothing to do with the restaurant industry.However, Manager Dylan couldn't be sure if Elton really had the power to get him fired.
"Hmph! Scared now, aren't you?"
Seeing this, Rhea became even more aggressive.
"Hurry up and get us a table, or my Elton will make sure you regret looking down on us!"
Berloff Reed stood nearby, arms crossed, watching Rhea and Elton with a mocking smile.
Tsk tsk, this odd couple sure knows how to throw their weight around.
As the new owner of Huaye Food Group, he hadn't even said a word, yet they were already acting high and mighty, ready to discipline his staff.
"Brother Berloff, let's just leave. This is so embarrassing," Trista tugged on Berloff's sleeve, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"Heh, no rush."
"It's your old classmates making a scene, not us. We're just innocent bystanders."
Berloff Reed was curious to see how Manager Dylan would react. If his staff were easily intimidated by Elton and Rhea, he thought it might be better to fire such useless employees sooner rather than later.
"Sorry!" In front of everyone, Manager Dylan shook his head firmly, maintaining his composure. "Without a reservation, you'll have to wait in line. That's the rule set by our headquarters, and I must follow it."
"If you two continue to cause trouble, I'll have to call security."
Hearing this, the customers waiting in line and the onlookers started clapping and cheering.
"Well said, Manager Dylan! Don't pay attention to these idiots. They clearly have no sense.""Exactly! I've seen plenty of these nouveau riche types. They get a bit of money and start acting all high and mighty. It's disgusting."
"Look at them, acting like hooligans. Threatening a restaurant manager in public? How shameless!"
"Executives from Fortune 500 companies are just lackeys for international capital. What's there to be arrogant about?"
"These weirdos are the worst. They're arrogant towards their own people but grovel before foreigners."
"Ugh! What a bunch of garbage!"
The crowd's disdainful looks and mocking comments made Elton and Rhea's faces turn red and pale by turns.
At this moment, Berloff Reed stepped forward with a smile.
"Well, well, didn't someone just boast that they could get a table anywhere with just their face, no reservations needed?"
"What's going on now?"
"Did someone come back with an MBA from Wharton and learn how to boast like a foreigner?"
Elton's face turned beet red with embarrassment. "You!"Rhea, standing nearby, was fuming with anger and practically jumped three feet high.
"Berloff Reed, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"If my fiancé can't handle it, you, a good-for-nothing pretty boy, have no right to speak!"
Berloff clasped his hands behind his back and smirked. "Oh, really?"
"So, if I walk into this Left Bank Bistro without a reservation or waiting in line, what will you say then?"
Rhea crossed her arms and laughed coldly."That's hilarious!"
"Even my Elton was turned away, and you're talking nonsense!"
"If you can get in and dine, I'll squat on the ground and bark like a dog!"
Snap!
"Alright, it's a deal!" Berloff snapped his fingers and grinned. "I won't let you lose out."
"If I can't get in, I'll squat on the ground and bark like a dog in front of everyone."
"How about that, fair enough?"
Trista was shocked and quickly grabbed Berloff's arm, shaking it vigorously.
"Brother Berloff, are you crazy?"
"Why would you make such a bet with Rhea?"
In her eyes, Berloff Reed was a billionaire, a man of high status. Why would he bother with someone as petty as Rhea?
Berloff blinked, "Heh, don't worry. She's definitely going to lose this time!"
"They've been mocking me with their snide remarks. It's time to collect some interest."
Elton snorted, "I want to see how you plan to win, kid!""You're not thinking of kneeling in front of manager Dylan, begging him to let you in, are you?"
Manager Dylan frowned slightly, "I'm sorry, sir. Without a prior reservation, all guests must wait in line to dine."
"Is that so?" Berloff grinned and slowly pulled out a card from his pocket, waving it in front of manager Dylan.