Director Zhou was almost certain that from today on, he was essentially on Xu Hao's ship.
Whether to stay or leave was no longer up to him.
Alas!
He sighed inwardly and remained silent.
He could only hope that he, a mere pawn, wouldn't attract the attention of those bigwigs; otherwise, he was nothing but expendable cannon fodder destined to die sooner or later.
Xu Hao smiled faintly and didn't bother with him anymore.
The receptionist saw Xu Hao's imposing approach and, although she found the man in front of her somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere, she wasn't sure and decided not to dwell on it; instead, she went to call the manager.
The restaurant manager arrived promptly. After all, Director Zhou was the head of The Eighth Elementary School, and although he held no power outside, in the school, he was firmly seated in the third highest position, maintaining good relations with many parents.
