"Oh? Then I'm really curious, what kind of status do they have?!"
The waiter's words seemed to slowly dissipate Hao Jian's anger. He looked at the waiter with a half-smile. Someone in Hua City still intended to use status to pressure him?
Hao Jian's soft laughter was unrestrained. The waiter on the opposite side snorted coldly, ready to speak, but just then, the manager came running over again.
"Why are you still here?!" The restaurant manager looked at Hao Jian with disdain all over his face and snorted, "I already said, no one can enter this restaurant without formal attire. That's our rule!"
"Manager!"
Seeing the manager appear, the waiter's expression changed instantly to one full of fawning, and he whispered something into the manager's ear.
With the waiter's explanation, the manager's face became even more disdainful. He then looked at Hao Jian with haughty eyes, sneered, and said, "Kid, do you know the identity of those people just now?!"
