C69 The Evil Rich Man!

The server bobbed his head eagerly, a sycophantic grin plastered across his face. "Right away, right away! I'll have the chef start on your order immediately."

He recognized that he was in the presence of a VIP.

Without a moment's delay, he scurried off to the kitchen, not wanting to keep the big shot waiting.

"You know, we really didn't need to order so much," Yao Ziyan murmured softly