Zhao Zheng looked at Fu Yang with disgust and contempt: "I remember... your family background is very average, right? At most, it's just a well-off family in the city. It's not that I look down on you, but Fu Yang, you can really spend money.
Why don’t you come to this Mandarin Oriental Hotel? Do you know how expensive the meal you are eating is? Don’t make a fool of yourself because you won’t be able to leave by then.”
Zhao Zheng had a contemptuous expression, as if he was mocking Fu Yang for being a poor man.
"If I can't afford it, I won't bother you, a sissy. You'd better get out of here. I don't like to see a sissy like you hanging around in front of me. I can't even eat anymore." Fu Yang looked indifferent.
, responded coldly.
Zhao Zheng was a little angry: "Fu Yang, you... don't know what's good and what's good! Hmph. Originally, if you had said a few soft words, I would have planned to take you on my private yacht for a cruise in the Mekong River for the sake of an old school friend.
Where is Nanhe? And I can help you pay for the meal, you are really capable."
The two of them were talking to each other, and they were facing each other tit for tat.
The guests from different countries nearby all cast curious glances...
Wei Chai didn't understand Chinese very well, but looking at the expressions of Fu Yang and Zhao Zheng, he knew that they definitely couldn't be old friends. They should be old enemies!
The supernatural powerhouse he wanted to curry favor with was actually choked by an ordinary rich second generation. How could he bear it?
As if who is not the second generation of rich people!
Although this Zhao Zheng seemed to be much richer than himself, Wei Chai didn't want to give Fu Yang any face.
He immediately said in fluent English: "Sir, please don't disturb the distinguished Mr. Fu from eating. Otherwise, I will ask the hotel security personnel to ask you out immediately. My name is Weichai, in some places in Bangkok
The place is still of some use."
Of course he was also very pretentious.
He looks like "I am a rich second-generation local snake, who should I be afraid of?"
Zhao Zheng was stunned.
He stared at Weichai for a while, then raised his head and laughed, then pointed at him angrily and said in English: "Damn fat man, I think you are tired of living. How dare you threaten me?"
Me? Do you think that since this is Thailand, I, a Chinese, have no power?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Zheng seemed particularly confident!
Because, he came to Bangkok this time to discuss holding shares in the Mandarin Oriental Hotel. His family is also a well-known figure in Chongqing, China, and can be regarded as a wealthy businessman.
Overseas investment has become popular in recent years, so I found a connection with the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Bangkok. Tonight, the general manager of the hotel took the initiative to treat him to a banquet!
That's why Zhao Zhengcai dared to be so confident - I'm going to become a shareholder of this hotel, so what can I do if I bully a poor guy like you?
As for Wichai...
Zhao Zheng believed that in his judgment of people, this fat man should belong to the kind of rich second generation who had declined. Even if he was a local gangster in Bangkok, how could he defeat him?
As for Weichai, he originally thought that he could dominate the situation and impress Fu Yang. Unexpectedly, he was also beaten and humiliated by the other party, and he was filled with anger.
"Waiter! Waiter! Security. Come here and drive this unreasonable guy out. Your hotel is a high-end place, and only qualified people can come here. Why don't you drive out this dandy?"
Vichai shouted loudly.
Instruct the people serving his table to coax this hateful Zhao Zheng away.
What I didn't expect was...
The general manager of the hotel came over very quickly!
He first opened his arms and hugged Zhao Zheng, and said: "Mr. Zhao, why do you have to conflict with ordinary guests? You seem to be our most distinguished shareholder."
Seeing this scene, Weichai, Kana and others felt their hearts tremble.
Suddenly I felt something was wrong!
Especially Kana and her mother were at a loss again. They had never seen such a battle.
As for Fu Yang, he was calm and calm, drinking red wine and quietly watching Zhao Zheng show off.
"Manager Ruan, this guy not only humiliated my distinguished guest, but also disturbed our meal. What should we do about this?"
Fatty Wechai was furious and complained to the hotel general manager.
Unexpectedly, Manager Ruan actually looked at him with an expressionless face. He said in a very indifferent tone: "Weichai, I arranged a table for you because of your father's relationship during his lifetime. It's very good."
A VIP table near the Chao Phraya River. This is beyond your current status, so I’m giving you a lot of face. Don’t be so shameless as to bump into Mr. Zhao.”
As soon as these words came out, the situation became obvious.
This general manager is facing Zhao Zheng.
"Hmph! They are indeed the same breed." Fu Yang's mouth curved, a sneer appeared. He silently drank the high-end red wine in the goblet in his hand.
As for Wichai, he stood up in anger and slammed his chubby hands on the table, attracting the attention of all the guests around him.
Zhao Zheng winked at the general manager, and his expression became a little ferocious. He looked at Wei Guai and said: "Now, you are no longer welcome in our hotel. You have finished your meal, so hurry up and get out of here with your poor friends."
Come on! You’ve used up the little relationship your father had, right? Little fat man.”
Wichai looked shocked.
He never imagined that the final result would be like this. Not only was he unable to help Fu Yang, but he was also humiliated by the general manager of the hotel? He even had to be kicked out!
Is there any more divine reason?
More importantly, he felt that he had messed up...
Perhaps the good mood and good experience of the distinguished "Mr. Fu" all day were ruined by entering. For Wichai, this is unacceptable!
So he instantly entered the rage mode, preparing to fight with Manager Ruan and Zhao Zheng at all costs.
After all, I am a local and can be regarded as a local snake. I don’t care about his mother’s business!
"Fake! I'm so stupid..."
Kewei guessed that Fu Yang stopped him before he finished speaking.
"It doesn't have to be like this. You damn fat man. Sit tight. Since these guys are so shameless, I don't mind doing a little to my old school friends..."
Similarly, Fu Yang was interrupted by a voice before he finished speaking.
"Everyone, why are you arguing so much? It's better to calm down your mind, then you can see the Buddhas and get great joy."
Fu Yang, who was about to use some Maoshan Taoist skills to make Zhao Zhenghe, the manager, look good, also stopped temporarily. He thought to himself: "This way of speaking...is very similar to those guys from Buddhism?
But in Thai?"
Fu Yang looked back.
Sure enough, I found a monk wearing an khaki Southeast Asian monk's robe standing not far away. He clasped his hands and spoke to them. (Second update)