Chapter 574: 570. Is Zhang Ran a

Prince Haiman has always considered Zhang Ran his best friend, and Zhang Ran has never forgotten him when there are good things to be had; when it comes to helping train Bert, Zhang Ran has also never once declined.

In many matters, Prince Haiman could not help Zhang Ran much due to his own status, but for a matter like this, Prince Haiman would absolutely not tolerate it happening.

Hearing Prince Haiman say this, the Manager was immediately terrified.

He stared at the waiter and said sternly, "Quickly apologize to Mr. Zhang!"

At first, he actually didn't feel there was anything to it; at most, the service attitude was just a bit poor, and it wasn't as if you, Zhang Ran, didn't know what you were here to do.

The people of Hong Kong have some opinions about you, which aren't exactly huge, and he had also displayed a very humble attitude.

So, in his mind, this matter would basically end here; at worst, he would waive the bill and fire this waiter, though he could still be rehired later—after all, this waiter was his nephew.

It was even more impossible for Zhang Ran to fixate on a waiter, but now that Prince Haiman had said such things, the Manager began to panic.

It wasn't because of anything else, but because their hotel was positioned for the high-end market and had quite a large reputation internationally.

And with Prince Haiman's status and prestige, once this was publicized, he would absolutely have no good end.

"Sorry," the waiter said coldly, without a shred of sincerity.

Zhang Ran also smiled, "Since we aren't welcome here, then forget it."

Zhang Ran immediately got up and left; he was not prepared to take any more abuse here, though his heart was also somewhat helpless—there is never a shortage of people who truly don't know what's good for them and are self-righteous.

Prince Haiman also stood up, ignoring the Manager's repeated attempts to make him stay, and made a phone call in passing.

Zhang Ran found another hotel and arranged things.

And just at this time, the UK side actually started directly issuing statements criticizing this hotel, stating what had just happened, though they used Prince Haiman's name directly, not Zhang Ran's.

In an instant, the Big Boss of the hotel called directly; this was a very heavy blow to their hotel's reputation.

"You say this Zhang Ran really knows how to stir up trouble; how come problems appear wherever he goes?" a bearded man said with a laugh.

"Forget about him, stirring up trouble is just right, it's helping us make money, isn't it? By the way, how much stock have we bought?" the man in gold-rimmed glasses said.

"It's already over four percent. What should we do? Continue the acquisition?" The bearded man didn't care about Zhang Ran anymore and spoke up.

"That's about enough. Buy some more over these two days, and start dumping the day after tomorrow; let's earn some pocket money first," the man in gold-rimmed glasses said with a smile.

"The day after tomorrow? Why don't we hold on for a few more days? I feel it will rise for at least five more days. Zhang Ran and his group put up so much capital, and it's their first shot; isn't it said that Huaxia values a 'good opening'? He won't give up easily," the bearded man said.

The man in gold-rimmed glasses laughed: "I've studied this Zhang Ran; some of his previous operations were very fast. Still, be a bit careful. The day after tomorrow—earning a little less is fine, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money later."

"Haha, when the time comes, we should go thank Zhang Ran; this is practically sending us money," the bearded man laughed heartily.

These people specialized in finance, and now that they had set their sights on Zhang Ran, they wanted to take a fierce bite out of him.

"How do they say it in their Huaxia language? A 'wealth-bringing boy'? Haha." The bearded man was extremely happy now; opportunities to make money this easily were rare.

"Let's not let our guard down; Zhang Ran is not a simple character," the man in gold-rimmed glasses reminded him.

"Heh, and we are simple? In terms of finance, what is he, Zhang Ran? This time, let's just treat it as him paying tuition fees," the bearded man said dismissively.

They had analyzed the risks this time, and the results all showed the risk was extremely low, unless this was a trap set jointly by Zhang Ran and Mu Jinyuan, but clearly, that was impossible.

The man in gold-rimmed glasses thought about it and agreed, so he didn't say anything more and began to watch the stock market; if they could earn a bit more, that would be excellent.

Inside the hotel, the Manager's eyes at this moment really wished he could kill the nephew in front of him.

"What the hell were you thinking? Why go and provoke Zhang Ran?" The Manager was on the verge of a breakdown.

Was it easy for him to reach his current position? Only he knew how much he had sacrificed.

Now it was all over; not only was his manager position lost, but he was also blacklisted from the entire industry—all because of his nephew.

The waiter was also stunned; he truly hadn't expected the outcome of the matter to be like this, nor had he expected it to be so serious.

He had only felt some anger in his heart after seeing those news reports, which was why he had done such a thing.

However, since he had already done it, he had to bear the consequences; they were all adults, and he should have had some sense in his heart.

"Uncle, I..."

"Don't call me uncle; shall I call you uncle instead?" the Manager said, breaking down.

Zhang Ran couldn't be bothered to care about these things anymore; although he felt a bit depressed, it didn't matter. He didn't have time to keep entangling himself with such people now.

However, the Big Boss of the original hotel kept calling Zhang Ran's phone, his tone very sincere, while also indicating he would definitely compensate him.

Zhang Ran only said he was busy with matters right now and hung up the phone.

He really did have many things to do now; the conference room still needed to be re-prepared, and the manager of this hotel had just learned of the situation, while the highest leader above had called directly.

The tone was very stern; if the service for Zhang Ran wasn't good, then he could get out.

So, with one word from Zhang Ran, the people here had already begun to prepare rapidly, not daring to delay in the slightest.

Now the four little ones were being completely looked after by Liu Lu, with Gu Panpan assisting from the side.

Gu Panpan felt that she shouldn't have listened to her mother this time; coming here was just babysitting children.

However, she wasn't without gains; at the very least, Liu Lu had bought her quite a few luxury goods, which counted as some psychological comfort.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the people Prince Haiman had secretly invited also arrived; these people clearly knew there was a big matter, so they didn't dare to delay for even a moment.

The arrivals were all received by Prince Haiman's arrangements, and their identities were kept confidential and not publicized.

"Mr. Zhang, I've long heard of your name."

"Mr. Zhang, hello."

These people were quite courteous toward Zhang Ran; if nothing went wrong, Zhang Ran would certainly pay some price this time to seek their support.

Facing a wealthy financier, they were of course very willing to give him face.

These people were big shots in the jewelry market, and they were all raw material suppliers; it could be said that most jewelry companies had to rely on them to make a living.