Chapter 827 Who Did You See

"Wow! That's great!" Tony exclaimed. With that, he had decided to bring his girlfriend here again this week.

"Welcome to our restaurant. How may I help you?" the waiter greeted them politely as he walked up to them, dressed in a black suit.

"Table for two, please," Tony said with a smile.

"This way, please." The waiter bowed politely as he gestured for Tony to follow him.

The French restaurant "Just Met You" was divided into two floors. On the first floor, there were two halls, Hall A and Hall B. Hall A was for couples while Hall B was for groups of friends. This was an ideal set-up so that couples could have their privacy while groups of friends could enjoy themselves as well.

The second floor wasn't divided into different areas, like the first floor. Instead, it had private rooms, which could be reserved for a steep price. Just for the reservation alone, it would cost you 800 dollars.

To the rich, however, this was no big deal.

Tony found Hall B to be too crowded. Upon glancing around, Bruce found it to be too jam-packed too.

"Excuse me, do you have a private room here?"

"Yes, but booking a private room costs extra," the waiter replied with a smile. He only needed to have one look at Bruce's luxurious suit and tie to know that he was a rich man.

"Okay, no problem. Take us upstairs." Bruce was wealthy enough that he didn't even need to ask for the price of the private room.

The waiter was ecstatic. This restaurant's original concept was high-end dining. The view on the second floor was much different from that of the first floor. Those who ate on the second floor would be able to enjoy a lovely view while enjoying their meal. Just this beautiful view alone was enough to justify its steep price.

As they followed the waiter to the second floor, they spotted a familiar figure by the corner of the stairs. It seemed to be Nathan. Bruce then quickened his pace to catch up with him.

Having no idea what was going

embarrassing if that happened. Two rivals running into each other definitely wouldn't be a pleasant experience altogether.

"Keep your voice down. I don't know if they can hear us from here," Bruce warned in a low voice as he knocked on the table.

"Oh, my God... Okay, okay. Got it," Tony whispered back. He then stood up and stealthily walked towards the wall. Pointing to the wall, he asked in confusion, "Is it this one or the other one?"

"It's the right one," Bruce said as he pointed to the other wall.

Tony immediately went to the right wall and pressed his ear against it as if he was going to eavesdrop.

After a long while, he still couldn't hear anything much to his bewilderment.

Bruce said helplessly, "This is a fancy restaurant. Of course, we can't hear them from here. Just give up. What's the point of getting a private room if anyone can hear your conversation?"

Tony burst into laughter. He then realized that what Bruce had said was reasonable. Then he posed, "What if they're planning to do something in that room?"

"Do you think that everyone is as obscene as you?" Bruce shot him a disdainful look. When he first met Tony, he thought that Tony was a young and innocent man. However, after getting to know him more, he found that Tony was as dirty-minded as anyone else.