When Mo Cheng and Zhao Gaocai came downstairs, the lobby was already crowded with people.
Everyone wanted to see Qin Heng make a fool of himself.
The Fairy Pavilion was no ordinary restaurant. It was practically a monopoly in the Qi Lu catering industry, founded by the Immortal Drink Group, with a corporation valued in the billions as its headquarters.
No one had ever dared to cause trouble in the Fairy Pavilion.
Qin Heng was the first.
"Kid, why bother? Being offered a private table at the Fairy Pavilion is a great thing! Why would you insist on causing trouble here? You're courting death!"
"Right! The cheapest dish in the Fairy Pavilion costs over a thousand, and the most expensive ones are in the millions. You couldn't normally afford to eat here; shouldn't you take this opportunity to enjoy yourself?" Some people around were trying to persuade Qin Heng, though their tone was not very kind.
