065 Where did this idiot come from?

She had just been proudly explaining to Su Ran, that country bumpkin, about the membership system of First-Class Fragrance, when in an instant, she was slapped in the face by a mere waiter.

Especially the odd looks from the people around her made her feel utterly embarrassed.

Su Xinyan secretly bit her lip, her eyes brimming with a cold and somber light, tempestuous waves churning beneath.

"Hey, what is the meaning of this? You would rather leave a room vacant than to serve guests? Where is your boss? Get your boss here."

Compared to Zhao Yiyi's furious expression, the waitress's graceful and appropriate smile made one wonder who was actually the customer.

"I'm sorry, miss, our last private room for Silver Card members has just been reserved."

"Who is it?"

Zhao Yiyi's face darkened.

The waitress just smiled slightly upon hearing this.

Protecting customer privacy is the most basic principle of service.