Chen Mo did not expect the waiter in front of him to be so snobbish!
His expression gradually turned grim, and he pointed to the card on the ground: "I'll give you one chance. Pick it up and apologize to me."
Hearing Chen Mo's request, the waiter burst into laughter. "Heh, you? You probably don't earn as much as I do in a month, and you want me to apologize to you? You must be dreaming!"
"Slap!"
A cold glint flashed in Chen Mo's eyes. He raised his hand and slapped the waiter across the face.
The crisp sound of the slap immediately drew the attention of many people.
"You, you dare to hit me?" The waiter clutched his face, glaring at Chen Mo in anger.
"You snobbish dog," Chen Mo said coldly.
Having been slapped and then insulted by Chen Mo, the waiter's anger instantly ignited.
He shouted towards the security guards nearby, "Security, security! Get this kid out of here!"
Hearing the commotion, several security guards quickly arrived beside Chen Mo.
"A worthless card, and you dare to act tough here. Today, I'm going to throw this card into the trash can. Let's see how you'll act tough then!" The waiter, still seething, picked up the black card from the ground and was about to toss it into a nearby trash can.
A sharp glint flashed in Chen Mo's eyes.
"Stop!"
Just then, a stern shout rang out.
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie strode towards them.
"Manager!" The waiter greeted him respectfully upon seeing him.
Chen Mo also saw the man, who was the same manager he had met downstairs earlier.
The middle-aged man ignored the waiter and snatched the card from the waiter's hand.
The waiter was taken aback, looking at the middle-aged man with confusion.
As the waiter was still confused.
"Slap!"
Another slap echoed.
The middle-aged man raised his hand and fiercely struck the waiter across the face.
This time, the waiter was completely stunned.
He stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him.
The middle-aged man said coldly, "Pack your things and get out, immediately! You're fired!"
"What?!"
The waiter's face was filled with disbelief.
He quickly said, "Manager, is there some misunderstanding? This kid came here to cause trouble with a billiard hall card. I was just trying to get him out!"
"Misunderstanding? A billiard hall card? Who told you this was a billiard hall membership card?!" the middle-aged man questioned.
"This, isn't this it?" The waiter looked utterly confused.
The middle-aged man said coldly, "Take a good look. This card is a specially made VIP card by Boss Qin!"
"What?!" Hearing this, the waiter's eyes widened in disbelief.
Without paying attention to the waiter's shock, the middle-aged man handed the membership card to Chen Mo with both hands.
"Mr. Chen, I apologize. This is my responsibility. I apologize to you. We will deal with this waiter seriously!" the middle-aged man said, bowing deeply to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo nodded.
He then asked the middle-aged man, "I'm here to see Miss Meng Zhuqing. Which private room is she in?"
The middle-aged man replied, "Miss Meng is dining in the 'Di' room with Mr. Wu from Beimen. Would you like me to inform her?"
Chen Mo frowned slightly. "Mr. Wu from Beimen? A man?"
The middle-aged man explained to Chen Mo, "Beimen controls the docks of the entire Jiangbei province and is the controlling force of the shipping group. Mr. Wu is the eldest young master of the Beimen sect leader. Miss Meng seems to be discussing some cooperation with Mr. Wu today. We don't know the specifics."
Chen Mo finally understood.
He waved his hand and said, "No need to inform Miss Meng. I'll wait for her outside."
Since the other party was discussing business, Chen Mo didn't want to interrupt.
The middle-aged man originally wanted to take Chen Mo to the 'Tian' room to rest, but Chen Mo refused and decided to wait in the lounge area.
The middle-aged man personally poured Chen Mo a glass of water and prepared him a plate of pasta before leaving the lounge area.
Chen Mo drank some water and took a bite of the pasta.
He had to admit, the food at the sky restaurant was indeed very delicious.
As Chen Mo was eating there, suddenly, a figure also entered the lounge area, appearing rather furtive.
Chen Mo didn't pay much attention at first until another man in a suit and tie walked in, which made Chen Mo glance at him.
The man was very handsome. Although Chen Mo felt he was slightly inferior to himself, he had to admit that the man was indeed very good-looking.
"Did you bring the goods?" the man asked, walking up to the previous figure.
"I brought them. This is new stock. One drop, and she won't know anything!" the other replied.
As he spoke, he took out a small, transparent glass bottle from his pocket.
"Put it in the wine glass, and it dissolves instantly. It's colorless and odorless, undetectable," the other person added.
"Hahaha, good stuff! This time, I'll see how she can refuse me!" The man's face showed a wicked smile.
As if noticing Chen Mo's gaze, the man's smile subsided.
However, the man glared at Chen Mo before lowering his voice again, "You go back first. After I'm done, all the business of the Jiangbei Galen Auction House will probably be ours."
They thought Chen Mo couldn't hear their conversation.
But they didn't know that with Chen Mo's current cultivation, he could hear their voices even if they spoke softer.
Upon hearing the words "Galen Auction House," Chen Mo's expression instantly turned grim.
As a man, Chen Mo couldn't help but understand what they were planning to do.
The man didn't linger. He slipped the glass bottle into his pocket and headed towards the 'Di' private room.
As he passed Chen Mo, he saw Chen Mo sitting there eating pasta and sneered with disdain.
The other figure also left the lounge area.
Seeing the man leave, Chen Mo put down his chopsticks and took out his phone to call Meng Zhuqing, wanting to warn her.
However, to Chen Mo's frustration, Meng Zhuqing's phone was still unreachable.
Chen Mo, feeling helpless, could only head towards the 'Di' private room himself.
At this moment, in the 'Di' private room.
The man returned to his dining table and looked apologetically at the alluring beauty in front of him. "Miss Meng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
"I'll penalize myself with a drink." Saying this, the man downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.
This alluring beauty called Miss Meng was none other than Meng Zhuqing.
Then, the man poured another glass of red wine and clinked glasses with Meng Zhuqing. "Miss Meng, let's have a toast together."
Meng Zhuqing took a small sip.
"What? This Romanée-Conti is worth 150,000. Does it not suit Miss Meng's taste?" the man asked.