In order to save face, Steven Cheng said shamelessly: "Actually, this car isn't that good either. It's far worse than my eldest cousin's Lamborghini."
"That is!"
"That is!"
Several of his companions echoed.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't bother to pay attention to this guy. He took out the discount coupon Steven Cheng had given him before and went to the cashier to pay.
The cashier lady told Fang Xiaoyu that the coupon must be signed by the coupon holder before it can be used.
Fang Xiaoyu had no choice but to come to Steven Cheng again and said with a smile: "Mr. Shi! Please sign this coupon. I took a look and found that the repair fee is 15,000, which is a 40% discount. This is
I can save thousands of dollars this time!”
"This..." Steven Cheng gritted his teeth and wanted to curse, but couldn't. He personally gave this coupon to others. He must be embarrassed to take it back now. Someone with status like him
People can't afford to lose face like this.
He gritted his teeth and signed his name on it, his face like a beaten eggplant.
After much deliberation, I was still unwilling to give in. Finally, I deliberately tried to embarrass Fang Xiaoyu: "By the way, my name is not Mr. Shi. Please call me by my full name from now on. My name is Steven Cheng."
"Understood! Thank you, Mr. Steven Cheng! You really helped me a lot this time. I happened to be lucky this time and didn't bring enough money. After using your coupon, I still have several thousand left!"
"You're welcome!" Steven Cheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth in the end.
Fang Xiaoyu happily took the discount coupon to pay the bill, and specially invited Lou Qingying to sit in the luxurious Ferrari sports car for a while.
When he saw Fang Xiaoyu and Lou Qingying talking and laughing in the car, Steven wanted to kill him.
However, he was well-informed and had many clever ideas! He decided to take care of this kid at night.
After everyone's cars were washed, Steven Cheng came to Fang Xiaoyu's Ferrari and said to Lou Qingying very gentlemanly: "Qingying, let's go to Dongyun Villa for dinner together in the evening! After dinner, we still have
Some entertainment activities. It will come out tonight, so everyone can have fun."
"Okay! I feel more at ease now that Mr. Fang is by my side." Lou Qingying said this intentionally. Steven Cheng's face suddenly sank again.
"Let's go! Let's go." In the end, he forced out a smile, turned around and returned to his car. Like a gentleman, he drove straight to Dongyun Villa, but his mind was full of ideas to prank Fang Xiaoyu.
After a while, everyone arrived at Dongyun Villa.
In order to make Fang Xiaoyu look embarrassed in public, Steven Cheng did not order a private room, but chose a corner and ordered a large table.
His three companions called his girlfriend over.
In Steven's words, the purpose of tonight was to stir up the atmosphere. Deep down, he was thinking about how to bring Fang Xiaoyu to death so that more people would see the joke.
After ordering, Steven Cheng went to the hotel to have a few words with the manager.
After a while, a waiter came over and served bowls and chopsticks. Immediately afterwards, the hot Laohuo soup was served.
The waiter served a full bowl of soup in front of everyone, except Fang Xiaoyu, who only had half of the soup bowl in front of him.
Looking down, Fang Xiaoyu discovered that the soup bowl was missing a few gaps, and his mouth could be cut if he wasn't careful.
If you look closely, you can see that even the rice bowl has a hole in it, and there's a little bit of black stuff on it.
Needless to say, this is obviously something that this guy Steven Cheng did deliberately.
Seeing Fang Xiaoyu looking down at the broken bowl, Steven Cheng pretended to be very concerned and asked: "Hey! Brother, why did your bowl break?"
After saying that, he immediately reached out to greet the waiter in the hotel.
"Waiter, call your manager over."
"Sir, are you okay?" the waiter asked timidly.
"Call your manager! You can't do this."
"All right!"
Steven Cheng is a regular customer here, so the waiter naturally recognizes him and knows that these are a group of wealthy young men who should not be messed with.
After a while, she called the lobby manager.
"How do you make people drink soup from a broken bowl? What if you cut your mouth?" Steven Cheng shouted to the lobby manager. When he spoke, he blinked slightly. Obviously, it has been cleared.
"I'm sorry. This was our mistake. I'll ask someone to change it." After saying that, the lobby manager left in a hurry.
Not long after, a woman came to Fang Xiaoyu with a soup bowl.
Fang Xiaoyu picked up the bowl and before he drank, he heard a "click" sound. One corner of the soup bowl was rotten and there was another chip. Apparently, someone glued it on deliberately.
"What the hell is going on in this restaurant? It's full of rotten bowls." Lou Qingying shouted angrily to the waiter: "Go get another bowl!"
"Okay!" The waiter turned and walked away. After a while, the lobby manager came over again.
After looking at the broken bowl, he shrugged helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, sir, this bowl is a custom-made bowl and has already been served. Let's make do with it! You can still drink it anyway."
Lou Qingyun was very angry after hearing this and said to the lobby manager: "Call your boss here. This is too outrageous."
"Sorry, our boss is not here." The lobby manager replied.
Steven Cheng smiled and smoothed things over.
"Forget it, a brothel is just a soup bowl! Their boss rarely comes to the villa."
With that said, Steven teased Fang Xiaoyu again: "Mr. Fang, you are so unlucky today! Both times, the bowl was broken. The one you encountered happened to be a customized version. It's too unlucky. I think so
Come on. I'll give you my soup. Don't worry, I just took a sip. It's okay, we are all acquaintances."
Seeing Steven Cheng's hypocritical look, Lou Qingyun also guessed that Steven Cheng might have bribed the lobby manager, and she insisted on asking the lobby manager to change a new bowl.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
Just at this moment, the proprietress of the restaurant came over wearing a cheongsam.
"what happened?"
"Mr. Hu, why are you here?" A trace of panic flashed in the lobby manager's eyes.
The landlady opened her mouth and was about to answer, but she was surprised to see Fang Xiaoyu.
Her eyes widened, she pointed at Fang Xiaoyu and shouted: "What, God of Food, Fang Xiaoyu! Oh my God! Are you the Fang Xiaoyu who won the food festival championship?"
"I'm Fang Xiaoyu. However, I'm not a god of food. This beauty, when have we met, right?" Fang Xiaoyu knew that someone who could really talk to him had arrived. He felt happy for a while. Next, it was time for him to
The lobby manager was trembling.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Hu asked Fang Xiaoyu with concern.
Fang Xiaoyu unceremoniously picked up the bowl in his hand and explained the actual situation to her. He also deliberately added some bad words to the lobby manager.
"Mr. Hu, this bowl was indeed good just now." The lobby manager was flustered.
"Stop talking, go to the financial department immediately to settle the salary. This is not bad! If the customer wants to change the bowl, you can't change it, so what's the point of keeping you?" the boss's wife yelled angrily. (To be continued)