Hearing that after coming all this distance, he couldn't have this meal, Liu Tianyi immediately became displeased. A touch of anger appeared on his face as he demanded, "What do you mean by that?"
"Deputy Commander Liu, here's the thing—I had reserved the highest-grade private room at Incense Pavilion specifically to host you."
"But these people!" The man raised his hand, pointing to the general manager still sporting the imprint of a slap on his face, and said with righteous indignation, "I don't know where they got the guts to make decisions on their own and downgrade the room!"
"I see, they are deliberately picking a fight, not taking Deputy Commander Liu seriously at all!"
"This, Deputy Commander Liu, please, please listen to my explanation," the general manager said hastily, utterly panicked.
"Weren't you acting all high and mighty just now? I told you to change the room back, and you refused? Now you know fear?"
