Qin Zhenbei grabbed his hand tightly: "Didn't I tell you not to do it?"
A weakling like Ma Xiangyang is nothing in front of him.
"You, you let me go!" His face turned pale with pain, and the people around him wanted to come forward to help.
But when they saw Qin Zhenbei's murderous eyes, they quickly retreated and didn't dare to meet his eyes.
Just the way he stands there, his imposing aura is enough to overwhelm everyone else.
Watching Ma Xiangyang's arm being twisted and deformed, his face shrouded in pain but unable to resist.
"I, I was wrong!" He finally admitted his mistake and apologized honestly: "I won't dare to do it again!"
Qin Zhenbei then let go of his hand, his expression distorted with pain.
It seems that Jiang Manyue doesn't need to do anything at all, just tell him to shut up.
"Let's go!" Jiang Manyue was too lazy to even look at this guy.
Ma Xiangyang was furious, his eyes were dark and twisted as if filled with poison: "Jiang Manyue, don't regret doing this to me."
Regret? What she regretted most was that she had not seen his ugly face earlier in her previous life.
Several people glared at Jiang Manyue fiercely, and the looks they gave were as if they were treating someone as a class enemy.
Bai Wanrou felt extremely distressed and pushed Ma Xiangyang: "Are you okay? Let's go!"
"Jiang Manyue, you will regret it sooner or later!" Wang Dehai also echoed.
As they were about to leave, the staff caught up with them and said, "Wait a minute, you haven't paid yet."
Several people stopped immediately as the whole table had just finished eating and had not yet paid the bill.
A few dishes at a state-owned restaurant would cost four or five yuan, and the wine on their table just now contained seven or eight bottles.
The table full of fish and meat was certainly not cheap, but Bai Wanrou was calm: "How much is this?"
The staff member took a look at the price: "The total is seventeen dollars and fifty-eight cents!"
Ma Xiangyang did not expect to eat so much in one meal. He looked at Jiang Manyue beside him and subconsciously clenched his fists.
"Ahem!" He immediately showed his leadership style: "Put it on the cotton mill's account first!"
Many leaders of state-owned enterprises come to have dinner with me, and I occasionally keep accounts and wait for reimbursement from the unit’s finance department at the end of the month.
But what kind of leader is Ma Xiangyang? No one here knows him at all.
The staff member's smile froze instantly and looked him up and down: "Are you trying to default on your debt? We don't have any bills from the cotton mill."
"What?" Ma Xiangyang blushed, "What do you mean by refusing to pay? It's not like I can't pay."
"That's right, don't look down on others!" Wang Dehai pointed at the staff member's nose angrily.
"Our brother Xiangyang is the deputy director of the cotton mill. How could he not be able to pay this little money?"
The staff member was so angry that his face turned blue: "In that case, then you should pay quickly!"
Everyone looked at Ma Xiangyang, and Bai Wanrou said disdainfully: "Xiangyang, just give me the money?"
He felt his trouser pocket awkwardly and found only fifty-eight cents left, which was still seventeen dollars short.
The more than 30 yuan salary advance I received from the cotton mill last time has now been spent.
He stammered and lowered his voice: "I don't have that much money at the moment, Wanrou, you pay first!"
"What?" Bai Wanrou's bright smile disappeared in an instant: "I, I don't have any money!"
The more arrogant their attitude was just now, the more painful it was when they were slapped in the face.
The staff member sneered: "Oh, there is no money to give, no wonder you have to pretend to be a leader and keep accounts."
"Pay the bill quickly. If you dare to cheat me for food and drinks, I will call the police!"
"What did you say? Call the police?" Ma Xiangyang's face fell and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to die on the spot.
If they didn't give the money, they would call the police and arrest them. Several of them looked very unhappy.
In the past, when he ate at state-owned restaurants, he didn't have to pay for it himself.
Jiang Manyue takes out her salary every month to supplement the money, and she will come to give the money as soon as she receives a phone call.
But she used to be reluctant to eat at a state-owned restaurant, as a group of people could spend more than ten yuan at a time.
Now that she is no longer the big victim, can they still eat and drink so carefreely?
"Haha!" Jiang Manyue watched the excitement for a long time and couldn't help but sneered when she thought of this.
Ma Xiangyang had never been humiliated like this before, and he suppressed his anger: "Dehai, how about you help pay first?"
"What?" Wang Dehai scratched his head in embarrassment: "Oh, I, I have used up all my salary this month."
He looked at the other people again, and they were so scared that they were busy making excuses.
"Brother, this month's salary has not been paid yet. Last month's salary was given to mom."
"Me too, my sister is getting married soon and I'm giving all my money as her dowry."
"I don't have any money. Isn't it always you, Brother Xiangyang, who pays for our meals? When have you ever asked us to pay?"
Bai Wanrou looked at the few people who refused to pay a penny and said angrily, "We often treated you to meals in the past."
"You guys are not willing to pay even once, and you still call yourself good brothers!"
"Besides, if you hadn't insisted on hosting a welcome party for me, how could you have come to a state-owned restaurant to eat such an expensive meal?"
Wang Dehai was too lazy to pretend and his face turned black: "Ma Xiangyang, why are you pretending to be generous when you can't even afford to treat me to a meal!"
"Every time we came here to eat, wasn't it Jiang Manyue who came over to pay the bill?"
"Why, now that people won't pay you, you don't have the money to treat them?"
Ma Xiangyang's face turned red and white. He thought that his drinking buddies just wanted to eat with him. There was no real friendship between them.
Now that they were asked to pay, they were no longer willing to be lackeys. He was so angry that his chest heaved violently: "Well, you guys are great!"
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