"Reservation!"
Li Feng looked at the waiter, and the waiter nodded, "Sir, sorry, our restaurant is popular online, so we have a lot of customers. If you don't have a reservation, we don't have any available seats."
"How about you consider another restaurant?"
The waiter spoke politely, but internally scoffed, wondering if this guy didn't even know you had to make a reservation to eat here. Does he think he's rich just because he has a few million and dares to fool girls into thinking he's a second-generation rich guy?
There are quite a few of these pseudo-rich guys: glitzy but potentially drowning in debt, similar to girls who appear polished but are poor.
What a pity for these two stunning girls, clearly either still in school or just graduated, with no experience at all.
Li Feng responded, "I remember the owner of this restaurant is a Frenchman and he is also the head chef here. Please call him over."
