Ye Qing, dressed in a wrinkled suit, had just arrived upstairs when several waiters set their gaze on him.
"Sir, may I help you?" a waiter came over to stop Ye Qing. Although he spoke politely, he was actually on guard, closely watching Ye Qing.
After all, Ye Qing's attire didn't look like that of someone who could afford to spend on the fifth floor.
"Where is the Number Six Prestige Room?" Ye Qing asked.
Waiter: "I'm sorry, but the Number Six Prestige Room is already occupied. Are you here to see someone or to spend?"
Ye Qing: "To see someone!"
Waiter: "May I ask whom you are looking for? I can pass along the message."
Ye Qing frowned and glanced at the waiter, saying, "Can't I go there directly?"
Waiter: "I'm sorry, but to avoid disturbing our guests. Unless notified by a guest, outsiders are not allowed to enter the private rooms randomly."
Ignoring him, Ye Qing walked directly ahead, searching for the Number Six room on his own.
