Outside.
"Boss Cao, are we just going to let this go?" the thug with the scarred face asked.
"Of course we can't let it go, first we eat, then we talk. My friends will be here soon, and if we haven't secured that private room, won't it make us look like a joke to them?" Cao Chuandong said.
"That's true," the thug nodded.
"I need you to arrange a private room for me!" Cao Chuandong demanded the restaurant manager.
"Certainly, Mr. Cao, please follow me," the manager said with a sigh of relief.
He immediately led Cao Chuandong and his entourage to an available private room.
He truly feared Cao Chuandong making trouble, for if he did, it would be the restaurant that suffered the losses in the end.
Yet, while he was shocked by Cao Chuandong's audacity to speak that way to the city head, he was also stunned by Xu Yang's firmness.
You must know, Cao Chuandong was someone who didn't even consider the city head worth his attention.
