With a look of cold arrogance, Bai He shouted brashly at the waiter.
"If it isn't Mr. Bai He! What brings you here today?" a gorgeous, slender woman said as she walked over slowly. She wore a red Galaxy uniform and seemed to be one of the managers.
That's Bai He… his family is rich and influential, and he has a powerful uncle who's a manager at Galaxy. If I could hook up with him, my career would take off instantly.
At that moment, Bai He was brimming with pride, and even the sycophants flanking him looked incredibly smug.
"I'm here with some friends. Go and open up the Immortal Platform for us," Bai He commanded, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression full of hubris. "Bring us your finest ingredients. And get my private collection of wine."
"Mr. Bai He, the Immortal Platform has already been reserved…" the manager said apologetically.
"Who reserved it? Tell them I'll pay fifty thousand to have them scram!"
