"Are you kidding? This seat is theirs? Which face do you think they are qualified to sit here? Do you want us to change to ordinary seats? Dream?"
Ravella was laughing angrily. She held her hands in front of her chest and looked like she was dead here.
If someone else, she can barely accept and negotiate, but can she be given a good position to Erick and Rachel? Just don't let her eat.
"Madam, you have no right to occupy the card seat, otherwise our store will put you on the blacklist and will no longer accept orders related to you in the future." The waiter in a suit and vest is also sweating.
It's not easy for him. Just one mistake is enough to kill him. If the negotiation is not good, he doesn't have to be a waiter.
He can't afford to offend him if he can sit in the card seat. Doesn't see that the boy is a pig eating Tiger … If the other party cares sincerely, he really doesn't have good fruit to eat.
Now he can only try his best to remedy it. At the same time, he hopes that the latter adults will have a lot of money and will not hate him because of the previous things.
"Ravella … Or …" Jayson said with a smile.
"No way! We have money. How much money do we need? We'll make up for it! We'll never give up our position!" Ravella refused.
"Yes, how much more do we need? Let's make it up!" Jayson said with a cold face.
"It's not just a matter of money. First, the location set by the guests can't be changed at will. Second, the five card seats in the central area of white swan need ID cards to book …"
"You came in and sat here directly. I thought you knew the rules of our white swan …" The waiter wondered.
"Return identification? What identification can those two guys have? It's a joke!" Ravella was very angry. She directly stood up and rushed to find Erick for trouble, but the security personnel here stopped her directly.
"Miss, please cooperate with us! Change to your position, or leave the white swan!" The waiter said stiffly.
She can't help it. There is always one party to offend. She can't offend Erick who has booked the card seat.
"Ravella forget it, change the position and change the position. Next time I come over, I'll order this central card seat, and this time it'll be a handout to them!" Jayson pulled Ravella and sat here with a shameless face in front of so many strange eyes. He really couldn't put his face down.
Ravella is not afraid of anything else. What she is afraid of is that the waiter's words that do not cooperate will pull them into the blacklist. She will never eat in the black swan again in the future. If this really happens, she will not be laughed to death by her friends?
Put away the things on the table and they went to seat 1 at the door.
Seeing the waiter pack up the card seat No. 1, Erick said to Rachel, "let's go, let's go."
"Sister, will they be very angry?" Rachel tiptoed and worried.
"There's no way to be angry. This position is ours. It's just that they took the wrong seat." Erick spread his hand.
The two went to the No. 1 card seat. The waiter in the suit and vest bent over apologetically, "sorry to bother you, two guests. We will reschedule the performance and give a free white swan red wine from our store as a token of apology."
The waiter stepped back slowly. A minute later, the piano beauty and violinist appeared again. In the thick romantic music atmosphere, Rachel blushed and ate the cakes in front of her.
She was very happy. She didn't know how much Erick spent this time, but she made up her mind that she would make good compensation to him when she got the money.
It's too hard for Erick to get so much money.
At the ordinary No. 1 seat near the window at the door, Ravella secretly shot his eyes, full of cold.
"Cheap girl, hide money secretly and bring him to eat well!" The booking fee of the central card seat alone is at the bottom of 10000. When the performances and drinks add up, there are no twenty or thirty thousand people who can't eat their mouth. How much money did she hide? Just went to the Pearl Group once, how much money did she make?
Don't mention how confused Ravella was. She made up her mind to go back and tell her parents that she must torture them to extort confessions! Can she make her wings hard?
In fact, Rachel was also wondering. She knew that Erick had not been easy in the past three years. A little money was basically spent for her sister. Where did he get the rest of the money?
"Have a good meal. I know what you're worried about. Don't worry about me. I have money." Erick smiled at the silly girl who sat opposite and couldn't help looking at her when she took a bite.
"Anyway, you can't do this in the future. Save more money. You have to buy a house and survive. You can't spend your money." Rachel pursed her lips.
Speaking of the house, Rachel seems to have said to help him shoot a villa? Doesn't know what's going on now.
"The house will have everything soon and everything will be better."
"Boast and eat quickly." Rachel rolled her eyes.
Where can a house be said to have something? Today, although the house prices in Berlin City have not caught up with those in super first tier cities, they are all flat by one or two. A house is often two or three million, which is not affordable for ordinary people at all.
More than ten minutes later, Ravella and Jayson left first. It was too oppressive to stay here. She couldn't stand to see that cheap girl sitting in a high-profile place with the man she hated most and sitting in the corner.
"By the way, Erick, let me tell you something."
"I'm now the project leader of our Watson and Graymer Group. I'm specially responsible for expanding our offline drug sales channels in Charlottenburg District. You can do these with me. It's very profitable." Rachel suddenly remembered that she could bring Erick to make money!
"Ha ha, good." Erick laughed at the speech.
This kind of innocence feels good. If Rachel knows he has a lot of money, can he do this?
After eating, they left the restaurant and sat in the park for a while.
"It's your birthday in three days. You haven't told me what gift you want. Will you Watson Family pay attention to the 18-year-old bar mitzvah?" They sat side by side. Erick leaned against the tree behind him with a green Ping in his mouth.
Rachel shook her head and looked a little dim. "I haven't mentioned it at home."
"Really? Then give me your bar mitzvah this time." Erick smiled at her in the sunshine.
"I don't need any bar mitzvah. I just need someone to accompany me to dinner on my birthday."
"My sister and I have the same birthday. Everyone is with my sister every year." Rachel stirred her fingers.
Erick knows this. Ravella is exquisite in all aspects in the Watson Family and is liked by old Miriam Watson. Everyone is helping Ravella celebrate her birthday every birthday. Rachel is a foil and has no sense of existence.
The girl must be very bitter.
Erick made up his mind that in three days, he would give her a high-profile adult ceremony, which would defeat everyone.
They sat in the park for more than an hour.
In the evening, Rachel received a call from her mother Yanna and asked her to go back.
Rachel was afraid to see her sister.
Carefully opened the door, three eyes staring at her.
"Kneel down!" White Magnolia drank coldly.
"How dare you be fat? How dare you hide money? How dare you invite Erick to dinner? Why don't I know when you can be so good?" Magnolia is holding a belt in her hand.
"No … no, Erick invited me. I have no money." Rachel's legs were soft and her face was as white as paper. She was so scared that she could hardly speak.