"Let these beauties go play somewhere else."

Lin Feng said to Wang Zheng who was standing aside.

"okay!"

Wang Zheng responded happily.

He turned around and said angrily to those Internet-famous beauties: "Okay, you all go back. I will send you a big red envelope in the group later."

"ah?"

The beauties all had disappointed expressions on their faces.

I originally thought I could hang out at Weiwan Bar for a while and take some photos to post on WeChat Moments.

I didn't expect that the eviction order would be issued so soon.

But he didn't dare to show off to Wang Zheng, so he had no choice but to stand up and leave.

When they walked to the door, they all took out their mobile phones to send WeChat messages to their licking dogs.

Ask them to pick her up and take them to have a midnight snack.

Only when they are ignored by the rich second generation can they think of those licking dogs.

The scene returned to the bar, and Han Feng had completely changed his attitude towards Lin Feng.

To show respect, I picked up the Louis XIII on the table and poured a full glass.

"I'll do it first out of respect!"

Han Feng picked up a full glass of foreign wine, drank it in one gulp, and wiped his mouth.

His face was full of charlatanism, and he felt that his actions were quite manly.

"Are you mentally ill? Did I let you drink?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly and said, "How can we talk after drinking too much?"

"Well!"

Han Feng stood there in a daze holding the wine glass.

I thought that if I didn’t come to a bar to drink, why would I come to a bar to eat?

And talking about things requires drinking. Which major project is not finalized over the wine table.

"Take off all the wine and bring in some pots of tea!"

Wang Zheng on the side called the waiter very wisely.

Soon several waiters came over and quickly took down all the wine that was placed on the table.

Since there was no hot tea at the bar, I drove to the teahouse to buy a few pots and bring them over.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Lin Feng asked: "Do you know Guo Weiwei?"

"Who is a car player in Beijing who doesn't know Guo Weiwei?"

Wang Zheng on the side came up and said: "He can be regarded as one of the most crazy people in China when it comes to playing cars. He has a lot of hard-earned goods. He is also the first in the world to have collected all three sports cars."

"The three gods are LaFerrari, McLaren P1, and Porsche 918."

Han Feng explained: "Limited edition flagship models of the three major supercar manufacturers."

"This guy is a VIP user of the Beijing Auto Show. At that time, Lamborghini Poison had only one limited quota in Asia, so it was given to him."

Wang Zheng said with a trace of envy on his face.

"Guo Weiwei is also a big customer of mine."

Han Feng nodded and said, "I bought a lot of cars from me."

This sentence hits the point exactly.

"Ask you to do something."

Lin Feng said.

"Your command!"

Han Feng was shocked and said quickly.

"Find out all the vehicles owned by Guo Weiwei."

Lin Feng said calmly.

License plates are limited in Beijing, and Guo Weiwei owns so many cars, obviously none of them are in his own name.

If you want to find out how many luxury cars he owns, even if you ask Fuwang to check, you may not be able to find out.

On the contrary, car dealers like Han Feng are better informed.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Han Feng patted his chest and promised.

Although he didn't understand why Lin Feng did this, he couldn't care less.

The Han family is now at a critical point of life and death. Even if Han Feng is asked to kill people, he will agree without blinking an eye.

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded.

At this time, the music suddenly stopped.

The host's provocative voice sounded: "Congratulations to Mr. Hu, seat 27, for your great role!"

At this time, everyone in the audience stood up and looked at booth No. 27.

A burst of music sounded, and a group of beauties in bikinis held trays on their heads.

The tray of the first beauty in the team has a crystal faucet with a light on it, and the tray of the beauty behind has a bottle of golden Ace of Spades champagne placed horizontally, forming the body of a dragon.

There are a total of twelve bikini beauties on the dragon body, holding twelve bottles of champagne.

This is called the Shenlong Set, and it is the most expensive set at Weiwan Bar, priced at 288,888.

As a bar owner, Wang Zheng couldn't help but stand up and look over.

He could earn two hundred and eighty-eight thousand, six hundred and eighty-eight from this set of drinks, so of course he had to find out who was the gangster who gave him the money.

"What nonsense?"

Wang Zheng was slightly surprised and said to Lin Feng: "Mr. Lin, please chat with Han Feng first. I have to go over and say hello to him."

"Oh, go and get it."

Lin Feng nodded.

Can't help but feel a little funny.

I followed this nonsense for most of the day, and followed him to the bar again in the evening.

He also ordered some magic set in such a high-profile manner. Is this a demonstration to Lin Feng?

Because of this magical dragon set, Hu Zuofei became the focus of the audience.

The beauties in bikini put down their drinks and were about to leave. Hu Zuofei waved his hand and said domineeringly: "Sit down and accompany me!"

"Sorry Mr. Hu, our bar does not provide escort services."

The marketing manager rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "How about I have a few drinks with you first, and then call some girls from outside to come over and accompany you."

"not so good!"

As soon as the marketing manager finished speaking, he received a heavy blow on his body. He was knocked up and fell into the booth next to him.

"ah!"

The beauty in the booth screamed and stood up.

"Fuck you!"

The rich second generation sitting in the booth next to him picked up a bottle of wine and was about to come up to have sex with Hu Zufei. The person next to him grabbed him and whispered something in his ear.

The rich second-generation man's face suddenly changed. He forced out a smile and waved his hand to Hu Zuofei, indicating that it was okay.

"Ah."

Hu Zuofei chuckled lightly and grabbed the nearest beauty holding the faucet: "Sit down, I will lift my faucet for you, you can also hold it in your mouth!"

"No, I'm not doing that!"

The bikini beauty struggled and shouted loudly.

"Young Master Hu!"

Wang Zheng came over at this time and persuaded with a smile on his face: "This is my place, give me some face, don't embarrass the people below, I'll give you a toast to calm down!"

"Fuck, you're nothing, why should I give you face?"
To be continued...