The receptionist's smile stiffened as she turned to look at Qin Yu with a bitter smile and said, "Mr. Qin, Miss Shen Qian, I'm sorry, but your private room was requisitioned by the Third Young Master. Feng's Vegetarian Hall can offer you some compensation."
Compensation? Hah...how will you compensate? Do you know how precious our time is? 'Time is worth more than gold,' ever heard of that? Can your Feng's Vegetarian Hall afford it?"
Qin Yu's expression also turned cold. If they hadn't known, that would be one thing, but having their private room taken right in front of them—this was a slap in the face!
This was a blatant insult!
The young receptionist was almost at a headache, as this was indeed a mistake on Feng's Vegetarian Hall's part.
With an apologetic smile, the young receptionist said, "Mr. Qin, Feng's Vegetarian Hall can offer you and Miss Shen Qian a compensation of one thousand yuan."
