"Are you the owner of the Epang Palace?"
"Is there a problem?"
Yuan Bingshan smiled, "Look, how come your managers seem not to recognize you?"
"I rarely come here; is it really that surprising they don't recognize me?"
Jiang Chen's calm demeanor left the manager a bit bewildered.
He was just the Epang Palace's most basic level of management and indeed didn't know who the big boss behind the scenes was.
Yuan Bingshan stopped talking and looked at Jiang Chen, who had suddenly appeared, with an inscrutable expression.
Soon, the CCTV footage was pulled up.
The manager held a tablet, "According to the kitchen's service record and the CCTV footage, the two bowls of noodles were served together."
Yuan Bingshan felt sure of himself and laughed again, "This seems to only prove that you made two bowls of noodles, but who knows which table you served them to?"
"Isn't there surveillance footage of this gentleman's table?"
Jiang Chen asked.
The manager shook his head.
