[MTL]Super Three-child Dad: Sign In To Become the Richest Man(Part 1)

Chapter 155: You have a bad memory

"I said what's the matter with you? It's obviously that we booked the table first, so why is it gone?" Li Guimei sternly asked the fat-headed manager.

"The order number you booked is fake. You are not the person who booked the No. 5 table in our store." The manager sneered and quibbled.

"fake?"

"I ordered this order with Xiao Jia, Xiao Jia, come here, and tell the auntie." Li Guimei looked at the waiter on the side.

The waiter's name is Jia Liang, and Jiang Han is a high school classmate.

"Yes, when Aunt Li ordered that day, I was at the front desk and personally entered the order information."

"It's today's No. 5 table." Jia Liang had a straight personality and walked over to testify in person.

The manager's face suddenly sank, and his eyes were so fierce that he couldn't wait to eat this eye-opening guy: "Boy, who pays you? You go to Laozi immediately."

"This table is Aunt Li. Since there is an advance reservation system, you can't be blindfolded." Jia Liang yelled.

"Okay, I announce that you have been fired and you can go away." The manager resisted the urge to draw him, and waved his hand with a sneer.

"Several people, there is indeed no order for you in our computer background. If you want to eat crabs, you will come back another day."

The manager looked indifferent: "Well, let me see, ten days later, this time the crabs are almost consumed, and you may be able to take your turn."

Mid-Autumn Festival eat crab blessing all over the building.

This is the "Dragon Country on the Bite of the Tongue" program on the main station. It is claimed to be one of the four major dishes of the Dragon Country.

After various media hype and promotion of special tourism on the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are hundreds of Internet celebrities who just come to shoot videos and check in.

Naturally, a table is hard to find.

Only the provinces and cities, the key figures in the Dongzhou division of the theater, and the four giants in Dongzhou, must have a fixed number of seats each year.

There are about three or four tables left every year, which are reserved for the public.

But even these three or four tables are only nominal reservations, and they have been secretly sold out by the manager through channels at a cost of 10,000 per table.

Li Guimei was lucky. When she called, it happened that Jia Liang was on duty at the front desk, and when she saw that there was one space left, she entered it.

Manager Wang Dagui didn't take it seriously either. As soon as he deleted the record, he changed hands and gave it to someone else, which sparked a quarrel.

The noise of the two attracted the attention of many diners in the restaurant. Jiang Jianguo hurriedly came up to complete the game: "Forget it, forget it, isn't it just a crab meal? Don't eat it, let's go."

"Why, let's make a reservation. A restaurant is divided into three or six stages, I still don't believe it." Li Guimei is angry, and naturally won't let it go.

"Dad, my mother is right. I can't get used to their problems."

"I want to see who is at table five, whether it has more heads or more arms than us."

Jiang Han was also angry, and he was really ready to eat this crab meal today.

"Hehe, you are great, and if you have the ability, you can get the position back by yourself." Wang Dagui didn't think it was too big to see the excitement, and disdained to cool down.