Chapter 126 Hardcore Coaxing



“Miss Qiao was invited by me. It’s just a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks. Mr. Yang, do you really think it’s a big deal?” Shen Rong said, trying to evade the question.

Yang Qingheng's temple throbbed, and her anger was about to burst forth from her eyes. She nodded with a forced smile, "If you had told me earlier that Designer Shen had invited us, I wouldn't have said that. Fine, let's go in together."

The group walked to the counter together, and Yang Qingheng nodded politely: "Hello, could you please give us a private room?"

"Do you have an appointment?" The receptionist, who was half asleep, was jolted awake by the voice and sat up straight.

Yang Qingheng shook her head: "No, make me one now."

Upon hearing this, the receptionist's smile faded slightly, and she raised her chin with a hint of arrogance: "Sorry, we operate on a membership system. No one other than members is allowed to enter."

Qiao Xihe, who was waiting for this moment, burst out laughing: "Boss Yang, you don't even have the qualifications to go in, yet you promised to treat Mr. Shen to dinner. I think you not only didn't make proper arrangements when picking him up at the airport yesterday, but you're just as careless today. Running a business like this won't last long."

He took a card out of his bag and placed it on the table: "Please give me a private room, a first-class room."

The receptionist's pupils dilated, and her attitude suddenly changed. She bowed and scraped, her smile becoming much sweeter than before: "Okay, miss, please wait a moment."

Qiao Xihe slowly turned around and sneered at her: "Boss Yang, not just anyone is qualified to enter this restaurant, just like... not everyone is qualified to compete with me."

"Whether or not we can go in isn't up to you," Yang Qingheng ignored her and looked at the waiter beside her. "How much does it cost to get into this private room?"

"Miss, our restaurant only serves VIPs. You can't just get in if you have money." The receptionist said coldly, as if the restaurant belonged to her.

Yang Qingheng raised an eyebrow, now she understood. This meant that only those with power were allowed in, and they looked down on nouveau riche like her who owned a company.

Shen Rong seemed ashamed and coldly rebuked, "Enough, Mr. Yang. Money can't solve everything in this world. I don't think we need to continue discussing cooperation. You're so short-sighted that I feel my work has no future if I sell it to your company. It might even become a disgrace for the rest of my life."

These words were so harsh that the atmosphere froze. Even the receptionist silently shut her mouth and watched the scene unfold.

A startled cry came from outside: "Mr. Yang, am I late? I'm so sorry, here's your card."

Fang Nan bowed and scraped, so humble he wished he could disappear into the ground. He took out a card with both hands and respectfully handed it to Yang Qingheng, while also winking at her quickly.

Yang Qingheng understood, pinched the card between two fingers and threw it on the table, then looked at the receptionist and asked, "So, do you qualify to go in now?"

“Mr. Yang, your card is different from others. Let me give you a piece of advice: some things can’t be fooled by just having someone put on a show,” Qiao Xihe said, taking the card before the receptionist could even take it. “Our receptionist isn’t someone to be trifled with. You can’t fool her like this.”

Doesn't she know Yang Qingheng's own limitations? Her biggest advantage is her husband, who is a deputy director-general.

Shen Rong's face turned ashen, filled with regret. How could he have agreed to let Yang Qingheng dine with them? It had simply lowered their standards.

Shen Rong was furious, especially when he saw the strange looks he was getting from the people around him.

The two didn't notice that the receptionist had already turned pale with fright, snatched the card from Qiao Xihe, and pulled her so hard that she almost hit her forehead on the table.

Trembling with fear, she presented the card to Yang Qingheng with both hands, bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, Miss, I was so blind to your true nature. I can arrange whichever private room you'd like to have today."

"You...you must be mistaken. How could she possibly have a membership card for your store?" Qiao Xihe realized that the different colors meant her card was one or more levels higher than hers!

But how could that be!

"I've worked here for years, how could I be wrong? Miss, don't just spout nonsense." The receptionist, her face cold and her eyes showing a hint of disdain, was questioned about her professional competence.

Does she really have some skills?

Shen Rong was slightly surprised. He adjusted his glasses and finally showed a friendly smile, his attitude more amiable than ever before: "Since you, Boss Yang, also have a membership, let's go in together."

He broke the contract before because he was attracted by Qiao Xihe's family's power and thought that Yang Qingheng, a peasant, would definitely not be able to defeat her, so he abandoned the dark side and turned to the light. Now it seems that Yang Qingheng does have some power. In that case, he might as well consider Yang Qingheng.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, people are taking her for a sick cat.

Yang Qingheng slightly raised her eyelids and said to the front desk, "No need, just give me the private room they booked earlier."

"Okay, okay, please come in, miss." The receptionist bowed slightly.

Shen Rong was about to follow him in, but Yang Qingheng turned back and sneered: "Mr. Shen, I think you're right. There's really no need for us to cooperate anymore. From the moment you appeared yesterday until today, you've been extremely impolite to me. Cooperation is a two-way street, and besides, we haven't even signed a contract yet, so let's cut our losses now."

Shen Rong was furious that the person who had always fawned over him had suddenly changed his attitude: "Yang Qingheng, you were the one who begged me to come here in the first place."

"I'm not asking anymore," Yang Qingheng shrugged, nonchalantly.

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