Xing Chen was amused by her demeanor, "Li Guoliang won't say anything. Just do as you think best."
"...Alright then." Ran Xiangsi nodded, then agreed.
Since Xing Chen had said so, she had nothing to worry about.
After discussing it, Ran Xiangsi freed herself from Xing Chen and called the manager from earlier back in.
"Go and properly entertain Ran Zhonghai and his party. Then tell them that a mysterious guest arranged the most high-end private room and the most famous Western cuisine for them. Remember, you must use the highest standard of etiquette to entertain them. It's best to treat them like gods." Ran Xiangsi leaned against the dining table and instructed the manager.
The manager, a bit puzzled, sneaked a glance at Xing Chen, only to be met with his slightly stern gaze.
The manager shuddered in fear and immediately agreed, "Okay, rest assured."
After speaking, he retreated.
