However, Wang Yunzhong was a person who cared about face. He could save some money, but not his face.
Therefore, Wang Yunzhong was very satisfied with the tables Wang Yunmei had booked.
"Very good, Xiao Mei. This is exactly what I want. It doesn't lower my status," Wang Yunzhong said with a satisfied smile.
At this moment, Wang Yunmei also said, "This is the highest priced table from Manager Liu's hotel. It was 10,888 yuan per table, but he lowered the price to 8,888 yuan per table for me. It's also for auspicious reasons."
"Is that so? That's good!" Wang Yunzhong was delighted.
As expected, businessmen liked the number eight.
Unexpectedly, when the old lady heard this, she shouted and stomped her feet. "What? A table costs over eight thousand yuan? Xiao Mei, what are you thinking? Just because we're not spending your money?!"
