Chapter 80
âVicky, are you trying to say that this restaurant isnât open for people like us? â
Vicky nodded. âWhy else would they implement a rule to prioritize members? The membership system
is meant to filter customers so that people who failed to fulfill certain requirements would stop coming
here.
âThis restaurant targets not only wealthy people but customers of high status as well. They might anger
some people during this process, but
most of their customers would appreciate this. If youâre a prince, will you be happy if they let a
commoner dine in the same restaurant as you do?â
Cece finally came to a realization. âI get it. Different social circles donât blendâ¦and to dine with people
of lower status would disconcert them.â
âThe higher their status, the more need theyâd feel to distinguish themselves from others, and people
arenât equal in their eyes. They want to feel superior because they are. Ordinary people consider prices
when they buy something, but when rich people buy brand-named products, they do so to emphasize
their status.â 1
Vicky glanced around her and said, âThe so-called âcustomer service standardsâ that we know are
limited by our own experience, and rich people might find this pleasant because this separates them
from commoners.â i
dishes were served
their lunch, and neither Tyler nor Maria was seen walking out of the private room even after
again and offered her a membership card as compensation, which she
walked out of the restaurant, Cece whispered, âWeâre not coming back to this place again,
might need this somewhere in
passed, and Vicky received another request for tailor-made
what happened with Jason, Vicky had established a rule to not accept requests from anonymous
customers as she learned from her previous experience
this time was a high-status lady who was supposed to be handled by Cece, but Vicky took
be held at the famed Eden
the servant her purpose of visit, she was guided
seat, Miss Shaw. Iâll get Miss
âAlright,â replied Vicky politely.
Vicky sat on the couch and studied
âWoof, woof!â
Something darted toward her and barked.
Vicky looked down and spotted a gigantic white dog that was half her size, and since she did not know
much about dogs, she could not tell its breed.
The dog seemed to be extremely wary of strangers and would not stop barking and growling at her.
She scowled but did not chase it away or move since she knew that the dog was the pet of the house
owner.
âWoof! Woof!â The dog grew increasingly vicious as, all of a sudden, it leaped into the air.
Before she could react, it bit her, and she instinctively shoved the dog aside at the sharp pain on the
back of her hand.
The dog relentlessly tried to launch itself at her.
She looked down at the wound on her hand and narrowed her eyes dangerously, before kicking the
dog in the stomach as hard as she could.