At the doorway, Daniel turned around, “Young miss, do me a favour. Let them finish smoking.”
The pretty waitress replied, “Alright, that's fine, Sir.”
Lawrence Herbert was too furious for words.
F***
As soon as they entered the room, Zeke gave Daniel a thumbs up and a little flattery. “Dad, that was awesome.”
Daniel laughed heartily. “Haha! Of course. You all should have seen how Lawrence Herbert's face turned beet red just now! After being oppressed by Lawrence Herbert in the hospital for so long, it's the first time he has suffered in my hands.”
Hannah Lawson was not pleased. She scolded Daniel, “You fool, why did you ask me to come in here first? I wanted to tell them that our Zeke has taken the old hospital director as an apprentice. Even the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau has to show respect to Zeke. His son is nothing compared to our son-in-law. He isn't fit to even lick Zeke's boots.”
Zeke felt on top of the world.
Seated nearby, Lacey felt speechless and helpless.
To be truthful, she did not agree with her parent's way of handling the situation.
However, the way things turned out was indeed satisfying.
Hannah continued grumbling for a little while before she started looking at the menu.
After reading a few pages of the menu, Hannah sighed, “The food in this big hotel isn't expensive, some only cost ten bucks a plate.”
Lacey frowned, “Really? How can that be possible?”
Hannah lifted the menu up. “You take a look. I won't lie to you.”
Lacey glanced at it and suddenly laughed, “Mom, read carefully, the price is in thousands!”
“This dish costs ten thousand, not ten.”
What!
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