The various delicacies ordered by Yang Bei arrived quickly. I won’t say whether they were delicious or not, but they looked very expensive.
"Don't be polite, eat, eat..."
Yang Bei directly turned his back on the guests and invited everyone to eat.
But now in this tense atmosphere, I'm afraid he is the only one who can eat it.
"I order so much and I'm not afraid of dying." Foreman Liu sneered.
"Don't worry, I have a good appetite." Yang Bei said in a neither salty nor bland manner, and at the same time began to eat happily.
I have to say, it’s expensive for a reason.
"Poverty really limits my imagination. You rich people can even eat so well." Yang Bei was full of praise while eating, making other people salivate.
"Haha, eat more. After all, there won't be such delicious food over there. You can only eat ash."
Manager Zhao had a sneer on his face, obviously holding back his anger.
Why did Yang Bei enjoy their meal so happily?
"Then you don't have to worry about it. People like me will always eat well no matter where they go." Yang Bei said disapprovingly.
Time passed by, and Manager Zhao and others were obviously restless. Logically speaking, the person they were looking for should have arrived. Could it be that they gave the wrong address?
Yang Bei also quickly ended the fight, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth and said: "Whatever your situation, you can't let me have dinner here, right?"
Manager Zhao and others' faces turned red from holding back, but for a moment they didn't know how to refute.
"Since there's nothing wrong, I'll take Foreman Liu away." Yang Bei nodded, stood up, grabbed Foreman Liu's wrist and left.
"Wait, you can leave, but you can't take Mr. Liu away." Manager Zhao and others immediately stood up and shouted angrily.
If Yang Bei was allowed to take people away in front of them, how could they mess around in the future? They might as well have left with those people before.
Yang Bei glanced at the bastard casually, and the latter immediately understood. He stepped forward and shouted angrily, "If you don't want to die, just give it to the labor and management and cool down."
"You're a loser who can't hold a glass of wine. You really take yourself seriously." Manager Zhao and others said disdainfully.
"Fuck!" The bastard had been holding back his anger and had no place to vent it. At this time, Manager Zhao was pouring salt on the wound and he couldn't hold it back.
He stepped forward and grabbed Manager Zhao's collar and slapped him several times, followed by a heavy punch. Manager Zhao immediately screamed like a pig.
Facts have proved that although the bastard can't hold a glass of wine, it really hurts to hit someone. This is proved by Manager Zhao's personal experience.
The other few people immediately looked a little dodgeful. Their people haven't arrived yet, so it's better to be cowardly.
"Let me go!" Foreman Liu struggled hard. If Yang Bei took him away, he might lose his life.
But the more he struggled, the more he felt that he couldn't exert his strength, and in the end he could only follow Yang Bei obediently.
This is because Yang Bei grabbed the acupuncture points on his wrist, preventing him from exerting force.
"I will settle your debt with you later." Yang Bei glanced at Manager Zhao, who was bruised and swollen. Foreman Liu was on one side, while Manager Zhao represented the other side. Each one counted.
"We'll see."
Manager Zhao didn't say much. A man is capable of bending and stretching, so this time he was in trouble.
"Brother Zhao, save me. You can't just watch this kid take me away." Foreman Liu looked at Manager Zhao in despair. He had just changed from foreman to boss, and he hadn't had time to enjoy it yet. He didn't want to be so useless.
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"Don't worry, this kid doesn't dare to do anything to you." Manager Zhao gritted his teeth and said that now Worker Liu is his, and if he doesn't deal with it, who will dare to do anything to him in the future.
"You should take care of yourself first. I heard that you have cooperated with the Huaibei Foundation, right? You'd better call their people on board when the time comes. They may be able to support you."
Yang Bei joked, and deliberately asked Manager Zhao to find someone from Huaibei Fund.
"Okay, okay, let me see how capable you are." Manager Zhao sneered and nodded. Since Yang Bei knew that he was backed by Huaibei Fund and was still so arrogant, he was definitely impatient.
Although there was no way to deal with Yang Bei, Manager Zhao and others still followed behind to prevent Yang Bei from playing another dirty trick.
The most important thing is that if you stay, you may have to pay for it later.
It was very wise to think about those people who left before.
Although Foreman Liu felt bitter, he was also a little comforted. He should not have to pay the bill for being forcibly taken away by Yang Bei like this.
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem that difficult to accept. It seems that it is enough to exchange hundreds of thousands for one meal.
However, as soon as he reached the door, Yang Bei suddenly stopped and said, "I almost forgot, waiter, pay the bill."
Immediately, a waiter came over with a credit card machine and a long bill in his hand.
"Tsk, tsk, two hundred and eighty thousand, is what you are eating gold?" Yang Bei couldn't help but clicked his tongue. This meal was the annual income of an ordinary family, "Has my share been included?
I have the tortoise set meal that I requested earlier.”
"It's all taken into account," the waiter said.
"That's good. By the way, can we take out food?" Yang Bei asked again.
"Can."
"Then I'll order some more." Yang Bei said, picking up the menu from the table next to him and ordering like crazy, not forgetting to add expensive cigarettes and alcohol at the end, "Send it to me at this address."
There must be very few opportunities to eat such a feast at the medical center. Since someone is paying the bill today, of course you must take advantage of it.
"No problem." The waiter nodded, and then settled the bill again, "The total consumption now is 380,000. Can I pay by cash or by card or mobile phone?"
Foreman Liu wanted to die, and Yang Bei was so good at deceiving people.
"Look what I'm doing, hurry up and pay the bill. The consequences of eating Bawang Meal now are very serious." Seeing Foreman Liu looking at him, Yang Bei said impatiently.
"Yes, the last person who ate at our place seems to be working on a sewing machine now." The waiter said cooperatively.
"You don't want to go in and step on the sewing machine? I heard that everyone inside is talented and speaks nicely." Yang Bei said with a smile.
"If you say so well, why don't you go yourself?" Foreman Liu cursed in his heart. If Yang Bei is like this, he will definitely end up picking up soap if he goes in.
But being under the roof, he had no choice but to tearfully take out his bank card and hand it to the waiter.
"There are so many of us, we must be in trouble, so let's just take a tip of 10,000 yuan." Yang Bei said rather boldly.
"Thank you, boss." The waiter bowed gratefully to Yang Bei.
Liu Gongtou's eyes almost popped out of his head. Yang Bei actually used his money to show off his strength. It was so irritating.
"Hold it, let him be proud for a while longer." Manager Zhao winked at Foreman Liu, and they had to bow their heads now.