Chapter 351 Your Face Is Worth Two Bucks and Fifty Cents

• She hadn’t expected it at all: just an ordinary housewife from a small town, because of a well-connected son-in-law, suddenly getting the royal treatment—able to order the manager of a five-star hotel in Sloummont to clear a table, even kick out diners mid-meal. She had to cozy up to her.
• “It’s fine. Eat to your heart’s content. With my son-in-law’s pull, no matter how much we eat, it’s on the house!” Mrs. Xu waved big and bold, then ticked off a dozen dishes on the menu.
• Just those alone would run seventy to eighty thousand for the meal—middle-of-the-road spending for a five-star place. No way the servers would dare slack off, especially with that so-called connection to the manager.