At that moment, Ma Kangcheng approached with great composure. He said to the four of them, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm hosting a very important client for dinner today. I wonder if you could give up your seats for us?
"I'll cover your bill, and what's more, I'll give you substantial compensation!"
He expected the women to ask how much he was offering. It was all part of a routine he had mastered, and he was ready with a response.
However, Qin Mengyao had a fiery temper. "Get lost!" she said coldly.
Ma Kangcheng's jaw dropped. His usual routine wasn't working.
He then pulled 20,000 yuan from his pocket and said, "If you agree to give up your seats, this 20,000 is yours. I'm hosting the chairman of the Su family of Jiangning for dinner today, so please, give us your table!"
Ma Kangcheng couldn't believe they weren't tempted by 20,000 yuan. After all, their meal would only cost a few hundred. It was an incredibly enticing offer.
