"I knew you were beating around the bush to get money. You have such low ideological awareness. Don't worry! The King of Hell won't let you lose money."
This is what Wan Feng often talks about. When did Zhu Guoxiong learn it?
After the meal, it was time to settle the bill. The waiter came over with a smile: "The total is 180 yuan, with a 20% discount, just 140 yuan."
"Ah? So expensive? Are you dissatisfied with anything? Tell us and we can refuse to pay with a clear conscience." Wan Feng did not hide his opinion at all.
Zhu Guoxiong and his guards shook their heads. "We are very satisfied. The chef's skills are quite good."
Wen Guanghua and the other two also agreed with Zhu Guoxiong's views.
How did these three guys become factory managers? They have no idea how to handle things!
Wan Feng had no choice but to pay the money.
The waiter turned around and called Yu Qingtao for instructions, saying that a group of people who got out of a car in Nanwan might not pay for their meals.
Yu Qingtao, who was having dinner with a few customers who came to process seafood in a restaurant in front of the frozen processing plant, asked what the visitor looked like.
The waiter described Wan Feng's appearance without hesitation.
Yu Qingtao laughed heartily after hearing this: "It's okay. After dinner, go over and settle the bill according to the 20% discount. If he pays, take it. If he doesn't, forget it."
"Ah! Boss, you're letting them go without paying?"
"You know shit, that's Boss Wan, serve him well."
Of course the waitress had heard of Boss Wan's story. In her heart, Boss Wan was as tall as a mountain.
Which of these young men who looks like a gangster is Boss Wan?
The majestic image collapsed in an instant.
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