nucmednet Chapter 1271 Money Talks, Even Tigers Have Money
Chapter 1271 Money Talks, Even Tigers Have Money
Hearing his shout, Da Bao stopped and turned to look at the manager, who had a fake smile on his face.
"Sir, it's like this, the hotel has its own rules. Even if you are a distinguished guest, you can't break our rules, can you? Besides, Jenny didn't do anything wrong. Pets are not allowed in our restaurant. What you did is indeed against our rules."
In Marseille hotels, guests can come and eat anytime, unlike in China where meals are served three times a day. It's only a little past 10 a.m., and no guests have come to eat yet.
The chefs and waiters were so frightened that they hid, but now that they saw the little tiger, although it was huge, it didn't seem so fierce, so they all came out to watch the excitement.
Dabao sneered.
"Rules? Are you implying I'm wrong? Besides, Xiaohu isn't a pet, it's family. Furthermore, we can have whoever we want serve us, and it's none of your business to whine about it in front of me, you lowly person."
The manager's face tightened.
“Sir, we French are a superior race, and you Easterners are inferior. I’m sorry, please leave. We do not serve Easterners here.”
Da Bao laughed loudly, but there was no smile in his eyes. The manager's words had completely offended him.
"How dare you! You dare to call a duke, a duchess, and a duchess a low-class person? I'll give you a chance. Kneel down at the restaurant entrance now and tell every passerby that you are a low-class person until I am satisfied. Otherwise, I will make you repent for your behavior in prison."
As soon as Da Bao said this, not only did the manager grin from ear to ear, but even the chefs and waiters nearby were doubled over with laughter.
At this moment, Uncle Qing ran over with the little white wolf and asked respectfully.
"Young Master, Madam, what happened?"
Dabao waved his hand.
"Buy this hotel immediately, fire everyone in this restaurant, send my business card to the police station, and have their chief personally bring men to arrest this arrogant bastard. Tell them how many years they'll have to spend in prison for insulting a duke?"
Uncle Qing bowed and said.
"Yes, this old servant will do it right away."
The Frenchmen laughed even harder, pointing and whispering about Da Bao without restraint. In their minds, all Easterners were like Uncle Qing, with braids like rats, bowing and scraping to everyone as if they had no bones.
Da Bao pulled out a chair and helped Zuo Mingyue sit down. The little white wolf looked bewildered and howled at the little tiger a few times, as if to say, "What happened? Why isn't there any food yet?"
The little tiger shook its head; it wasn't intelligent enough to understand these human behaviors.
By this time, Desley, Susanna, and Arthur had already gone downstairs to the dining room to eat. They had just knocked on Da Bao's door, and the servants who were tidying up the room said that their master was eating downstairs, so they came down as well.
When they arrived at the restaurant, they were stunned to see Da Bao supporting a beautiful woman with a charming smile sitting there. Daisy and Susanna's eyes widened immediately. Susanna rushed over, while the others looked at Zuo Mingyue and kept talking.
"They look so alike, so very alike, they look exactly like Aunt Susanna."
Desley kept making the sign of the cross on his chest, walked over, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed in respect.
“Cousin Aymu, I am your uncle’s son, your cousin Desley Orleans, and I salute you.”
Susanna also realized what was happening, quickly clutching her skirt and bowing slightly.
“Cousin Aymu, I am your aunt’s daughter, your cousin Susanna,”
Zuo Mingyue helped Da Bao to his feet and said with a smile.
“Cousin, cousin, Charlotte already told me. It’s nice to meet you. My name is Aymuadel.”
Arthur waited until he and his sisters had met before coming over, placing his right hand on his chest and bowing in greeting.
“Beautiful lady, your husband is my savior, and I am your servant Arthur Norfolk, paying my respects to you.”
Zuo Mingyue smiled and lifted her skirt with both hands to return the greeting.
The little tiger then emerged from behind Da Bao, and Arthur and the others noticed that a small baby was sitting on its back.
Although Daisley and Susanna had been to places like Singapore and seen tigers in zoos, they had never seen a white striped tiger before, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Arthur had seen a white tiger during his adventures a couple of years ago and knew that tigers were the king of beasts and extremely ferocious. However, when he saw the white tiger in front of him, along with the oriental doll on its back, the combination was not frightening at all.
The little white wolf wasn't that scary; many people in the restaurant mistook it for a giant dog, and it didn't bother to bare its teeth in protest.
Arthur was very surprised to see the Frenchmen staring at them in disbelief, and he quickly asked Da Bao what was going on.
The manager stood to the side, on the verge of tears. He had clearly heard Desley's introduction: Desley's surname was Orléans, and he was a member of the Duke of Orléans' family—something he absolutely couldn't afford to offend. Moreover, seeing how respect these nobles showed Da Bao, his heart began to pound with anxiety.
At this moment, Uncle Qing walked in quickly with the hotel's general manager. Uncle Qing came to Da Bao's side and said in a low voice.
"Young Master, the hotel has been purchased. We've contacted the Lederlou Restaurant, and they'll immediately send their best chef over to take over the restaurant. It won't be long before the young mistress can enjoy delicious French cuisine."
The general manager stepped forward with a broad smile and bowed.
"Dear boss and boss's wife, I am Bradley, the manager of this hotel. What can I do for you?"
Dabao nodded.
“You will continue as general manager. I will send people to audit the hotel's accounts regularly. Now, I order you to immediately dismiss everyone in the restaurant and send him to the police station on charges of insulting a Duke of Denmark.”
The general manager bowed. He answered respectfully, "Yes," then straightened up and said with a stern face.
“Damn pigs, you’re all fired. Someone, take Neil to the police station and tell the police chief that our hotel wants Neil to be in jail for at least three years.”
The security guard at the door agreed, came in, and took the manager away.
The people in the restaurant looked at each other and slunk out. They were really reluctant to give up their jobs in the four-star hotel, but there was nothing they could do. In capitalist countries, money talks. Since they dared to laugh at others, they had to accept the consequences.