Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 911: Not Short of Money

Chapter 911: Chapter 911: Not Short of Money

So she didn’t plan on dealing with anyone, but Di Manning just couldn’t pass up this opportunity and quickly stepped forward to intercept Luo Qiao, "Oh, isn’t this our genius student, Luo Qiao? It’s almost mealtime, why are you leaving?"

Luo Qiao, mindful of the people coming and going in the lobby and given that Di Manning was a guest at Jinyuan Garden, which was her own store, didn’t want this person to affect the business.

So she said indifferently, "If I’m done with my business, I’m ready to leave. Is there a problem?"

Di Manning curled her lips and said, "This place isn’t affordable for everyone. Seeing how radiant and dressed up you’ve been all day, you surely can’t even afford a single dish, can you?"

Luo Qiao frowned slightly and responded, "Does that concern Miss Di?"

Di Manning, proud, looked towards the second floor, "Today my family has reserved both the banquet hall and private rooms on the second floor. What do you say, why not join me for a meal before you leave?"

Luo Qiao said with some amusement, "I heard the most expensive set menu on the second floor is one hundred sixty-six per table, and the cheapest is thirty-six per table. May I ask how much per table your family has ordered?"

Di Manning stiffened and then defensively said, "Of course, we ordered the most expensive one. You think everyone is as destitute as you, unable to afford even a single dish?"

Several men and women next to Di Manning tugged at her, but she was too caught up in her pride to care much.

Luo Qiao deliberately said, "We better confirm that. Don’t make a mistake because it will be too late to change it."

She then waved to call the front desk over, "Is the second floor’s banquet hall and private rooms reserved by someone today?"

The front desk nodded and answered, "Yes, Mr. Di reserved it."

Hearing the front desk young lady’s words, Di Manning said with pride, "That’s my father."

Luo Qiao, with a faint smile, looked at the young lady at the front desk, "Miss Di here claimed they booked all the one hundred sixty-six per table. Make sure not to get it wrong, please confirm again."

The front desk frowned, turned around, and brought the list over, "Miss, Mr. Di on the second floor ordered the sixty-six per table, and his signature is right here."

Luo Qiao turned to look at Di Manning, "Miss Di, lying isn’t good. We used to be classmates; there’s no need for such a facade."

Feeling humiliated, Di Manning told the front desk, "Inform your kitchen to change all to one hundred sixty-six per table. The Di family is not short of money."

Luo Qiao suddenly laughed, "If you can make that decision, just don’t make it difficult for the restaurant later. There’s really no need to be upset with me."

Now Di Manning was even more annoyed, grabbed the list, made the changes herself, and signed her name, "Is this satisfactory now?"

Luo Qiao commented, "It seems Miss Di’s family really isn’t short of money."

Di Manning said somewhat arrogantly, "As I’ve said before, our family isn’t short of money. Hurry up and let the kitchen know. Don’t delay serving the meal."

Luo Qiao gave the front desk a knowing look, and with a smile, the young lady took the list and said, "Then, Miss, please come with me to pay the additional deposit."

Di Manning was caught off guard, "What, I have to add a deposit?"

The front desk, smiling, nodded, "Yes, according to our restaurant’s rules. Your father initially deposited for sixty-six per table, and now if you want to switch to one hundred sixty-six per table, you’ll need to add six hundred ninety yuan for the deposit, thank you."

Di Manning hadn’t expected this twist and was somewhat liver-ached with annoyance, but now if she refused to pay, it would make her a laughing stock in front of Luo Qiao.

Though she had over a thousand in her bag, that money was meant to pay the restaurant’s remaining balance by her father’s instructions. Looking at Luo Qiao standing aside, she thought, "Think you can see me lose face? Not a chance."

So she took out six hundred ninety yuan from her bag and slapped it onto the counter, "There, I’ve topped it up."

The front desk, with a smile, said, "All right, Miss. I will make a new invoice for you now."

After finishing the new invoice and stamping it with the official seal, she handed it to Di Manning, "Miss Di, please keep this, and enjoy your meal."

Seeing Di Manning had bled cash, Luo Qiao, with a slight smile, said, "Miss Di, go upstairs now. It’s tiring standing here, and you are a VIP in this restaurant."