"Hey! How rude of you..." Mu Huihe couldn't stand others talking about her daughter-in-law like that, so she stepped forward.

But at this moment, Manager Li strode forward and shouted, "Alright, Ms. Yang, what else do you want? We've already agreed to give you double compensation today. If you don't leave today, I'll call the police and have you arrested for disrupting our hotel's operations!"

"Yeah, hurry up and take the money and leave. This is double. I don't know when your little company will ever earn that much." At this moment, the uncle sided with the outsider, still holding a grudge against Yang Qingheng for embarrassing him earlier, and mocked her mercilessly.

Yang Qingheng laughed in anger. These people were really opportunists, always siding with whichever side had power.

"Come on, Qingheng. I'm not picky about the venue. It's just a birthday celebration. The important thing is that everyone is happy." Mu Huihe felt aggrieved, but she couldn't bear to see her daughter-in-law being made difficult by others, so she tugged at her sleeve.

Yang Qingheng knew what the old lady was thinking. She felt guilty and upset. Looking at the smug expressions on the faces of the father and daughter opposite her, she got angry and nodded with a forced smile: "Since you can't handle today's matter, then let someone who can handle it come and handle it."

I dialed a number on the whim and whispered a few words to the other end.

Qiao Xihe was no longer in a hurry. She crossed her arms and sneered, "If you're thinking of hiring a lawyer or the Bureau of Industry and Commerce to handle this today, then there's no need. At worst, the hotel will just have to pay you several times the amount in compensation. If you're short of money, just tell me directly. There's no need for this."

After nearly half an hour of commotion, more and more people gathered outside to watch the spectacle. The guests invited by the Tang family were even angrier, feeling more aggrieved by the insults. In a fit of anger, they turned their anger towards Yang Qingheng: "Alright, they've already told you that we can resolve this peacefully, so we've backed down. You're being so petty and narrow-minded. What kind of wife would want someone like you?"

"Oh dear, I should have known better than to come. It's so embarrassing."

"The Tang family is truly outrageous."

...

Faced with the accusations from the crowd, the Tang family members were caught off guard. Mu Xiaoxiao tightly gripped Yang Qingheng's hand, feeling both angry and helpless.

Just as I was about to persuade her, someone squeezed in from outside the crowd.

"Qingheng, why didn't you tell me you were coming here?" The man was tall and handsome, with delicate features and captivating eyes that seemed to have stepped out of a painting, drawing everyone's attention.

"Where did you come from, you brat? Get out of here and stop getting in the way." Just as the matter was about to be resolved, another person arrived, and Manager Li angrily pointed at his nose and cursed him.

But he didn't notice that the person next to him was already drenched in sweat. Manager Xu's back went weak, and he trembled like a frightened turtle: "Hello, President Zhou."

"President Zhou?!" Manager Li was startled when he suddenly heard the big boss's name. Thinking of what he had just cursed, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

"Qingheng, what's going on here?" Zhou Jinlin glanced at the chaotic scene.

Yang Qingheng glanced at Manager Li beside her with a half-smile and recounted the whole story to him.

"Tsk, it's just a shabby banquet hall. You could have just told me if you wanted one," Zhou Jinlin said nonchalantly, speaking to her in a friendly manner. "Which one do you like? I'll mark it out for you today."

Yang Qingheng pursed her lips: "I'll just arrange that myself."

Qiao Xihe's expression changed, and she pushed Manager Li next to her: "Don't forget what you promised me."

Manager Li yanked his hand back. If this woman hadn't been the mayor's daughter, he would have loved to give her two large purses.

If it weren't for her terrible idea, would he have offended the boss? You bitch!

“Manager Li’s mistake was his own doing, and since Miss Qiao did not sign a contract with the hotel, Miss Qiao should seek compensation from Manager Li for her double losses. Moreover, Manager Li’s behavior today has already damaged the hotel’s reputation, and I will instruct the relevant departments to investigate and hold him accountable,” Zhou Jinlin said indifferently.

These words made Manager Li's knees buckle, and he immediately knelt down: "President Zhou, please give me another chance..."

However, the man's expression remained unchanged, his raised hand resembled a work of art in a world museum, and his words were even colder than ice: "Security, get him out."

The banquet hall issue has been resolved, but Yang Qingheng still remembers the words that the Qiao father and daughter had just used to mock them, and she mocked them back exactly as they were: "Since Manager Li wants to compensate Miss Qiao and Mr. Qiao, then you can take this money and find a venue to hold the birthday banquet again. Just like Miss Qiao said, not just anyone can go in here."

Qiao Xihe was so angry that her vision blurred. She never expected that Yang Qingheng, that bitch, would know the hotel owner!

On the surface, however, he put on a tough, nonchalant demeanor: "Miss Yang is right. There are many banquet halls in the capital that are better than this one. I will reconsider."

“Oh, Qingheng, I suddenly remembered that there is no banquet in the hotel’s banquet hall number three today. Since it’s Aunt’s birthday, I’ll lend you this banquet hall. All expenses for today’s banquet will be covered by the hotel, as a birthday gift for Aunt,” Zhou Jinlin said.

This caused not only the others present to change their expressions, but even Mayor Qiao Jiajun was taken aback, his face burning with pain.

Everyone knows about Hall 3 of the hotel. It is said that it was once used to host foreign leaders. A calligraphy piece was specially awarded to them and is still hanging there now. Let alone holding a banquet, they wouldn't even dare to go in and take a look!

Now that they're using this banquet hall to support Yang Qingheng, unless they hold it at the Great Hall of the People, who can compare?

Tang's father, still annoyed that he was still angry, came up and added insult to injury: "Old boss, I see you seem very interested in this banquet hall. If you want to see it, I'll invite you in today to attend my wife's birthday party. We're all old friends, so don't be shy."

"You've really married a good daughter-in-law!" Qiao Jiajun was so angry that he didn't care about etiquette. He flicked his sleeve, glared at Yang Qingheng, opened the car door, got in, and drove away.

Tsk, a mayor, huh? He's so easily swayed.

Yang Qingheng shrugged, smiled happily at Tang's father, and gestured with her eyes: Did you vent your anger today?

It wasn't just smooth, it was incredibly refreshing.

Tang's father laughed heartily, his hands behind his back: "He's right, the daughter-in-law we married is really good."