"Manager Wu, I'm afraid that won't work."
He Xincheng knew what was good for him; he couldn't just agree to something like that. If he agreed and couldn't keep his word, something terrible would happen.
Unexpectedly, no sooner had he finished speaking than Manager Wu, who had been all smiles and pleasantries, slammed his hand on the table.
After he slammed his hand on the table, the restaurant doors immediately burst open, and a group of people, including waiters and chefs, rushed in.
Dozens of people surrounded the twenty of them.
There weren't many customers eating in the hall at lunchtime to begin with, and these 20-odd people practically took up the entire hall.
The remaining guests have either left or dispersed.
He Xincheng and his group were suddenly surrounded and began to tremble. Even though He Xincheng had seen a lot of things, he had never seen anything like this before.
I didn't expect to be surrounded by people while having a meal.
The female students inside were already screaming in fright and hiding behind the male students.
He Xincheng led several male classmates to shield the girls behind them.
He looked at Manager Wu with a grim expression and said...
"Manager Wu, what do you mean by this?"
Manager Wu walked slowly to the front and straightened his bow tie.
He said it with a gentle expression.
"Young students, I know you are Ouyang Zhenyu's students. Since you are Dean Ouyang's students, it shouldn't be difficult for you to help us with something, right?"
I didn't do anything wrong.
I didn't hit you.
They didn't lift a finger; you all ate your meals but couldn't afford to pay for them.
Whose fault is it? You can't say you're in the right to dine and dash.
"Little friends, either you pay your bill and leave this door today, or you do me a favor. If you do it, I promise you'll get a red envelope (cash gift)."
Manager Wu had long wanted to get close to Ouyang Zhenyu, knowing that if he could get on Ouyang Zhenyu's good side, he would naturally make a fortune.
Countless people are going to great lengths to get a surgery slot from Ouyang Zhenyu!
Keep in mind that this one spot would be worth 500,000 to 1 million if resold in Hong Kong.
That's all money.
This was an incredibly rare opportunity; some of Ouyang Zhenyu's students actually came to their restaurant to dine and dash.
If Manager Wu didn't seize this opportunity, he would be letting down all the time he had spent thinking about it.
He Xincheng was caught in a dilemma, so he could only grit his teeth and say,
"Manager Wu, it's like this: we left in a hurry, and it's impossible for us to have that much money on us."
"How about this, we'll give you an IOU first, and once we've raised the money, we'll bring it to you immediately."
He Xincheng is still quite clever; he knows how to weigh the pros and cons in this matter.
This exorbitantly priced meal felt like a pot falling from the sky to them.
If you were to ask He Xincheng if he regretted it, he would regret it to the core.
If I had known this would happen, I would never have agreed to come for this meal.
A perfectly good meal can turn into a disaster, and most importantly, it's obvious that the other party has ill intentions.
Moreover, the other party's identity is special, and the local government cannot touch them. Even if I use my father's connections, I still cannot control them.
Moreover, no matter what, they are in the wrong. How can they be justified in eating and dashing?
He couldn't bring himself to do something as shameful as having his parents pay for a meal because he couldn't afford it.
"It's fine for this young student to write an IOU, but our restaurant is an open business, and we can't just give you credit for nothing. There's no such thing as credit."
You can write an IOU if you want; then it's considered a loan. We have rules for lending money here.
Nine out, thirteen back.
Manager Wu's eyes darted around.
No wonder he himself had done this kind of business on Hong Kong Island.
Only by trapping the other party in this pit so they can never climb out will they obediently let themselves be manipulated.
To control Ouyang Zhenyu's students, some tricks must be used.
He Xincheng had no idea about the "Nine Outs and Thirteen Returns" theory; he was just eager to resolve his current predicament, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Boss, we agree to everything. We agree to pay you interest."
He Xincheng was clearly too young and completely unaware of the dangers of society.
After the IOU was written, fingerprints were pressed, and signatures were added, all 20-plus students, without exception, pressed their fingerprints on it.
Manager Wu received the IOU, smiled, and waved his hand.
“Since you students owe money, you should pay it back as soon as possible after you’ve written the IOUs!”
We agreed on a one-month deadline.
If you can't pay it back in a month, don't blame me for coming to the hospital to settle the score. I have an IOU in my hand, it's in black and white.
You can't escape."
With this IOU, these students will definitely keep it firmly in their grasp.
From now on, Ouyang Zhenyu will definitely acknowledge his desires and wants.
He Xincheng and the others didn't know, and Ouyang Zhenyu knew even less.
He Xincheng and his group returned to their dormitory in a disheveled state, and they had no time to rest.
I checked the time and it was almost 3 o'clock.
The 20 students made inquiries as they arrived at the meeting room, only to find it was already 3:30 when they got there.
Ouyang Zhenyu sat in the conference room. He had only arrived five minutes early, just to see the students.
Let's see what kind of people those interns, whom Lao Liu described as being as precious as strawberries, are really like.
Unexpectedly, he sat there waiting for five minutes, a full 3:00, and not a single person appeared.
Ouyang Zhenyu was getting a little impatient. For someone as punctual as him, being even a minute late was unacceptable.
What's more, he'd been sitting there for half an hour and hadn't seen a single person.
Just as Ouyang Zhenyu stood up, the door opened unexpectedly, and more than twenty students rushed in, panting.
Some people lined up in a panic at the door, forming two rows.
"Reporting to Dean Ouyang, we apologize for being late."
He Xincheng had never been so disheveled. He was panting heavily, trying to catch his breath, and felt embarrassed by his current appearance, let alone leaving a good impression on the other party.
If you don't leave a bad impression, it's considered that the other party is giving you face.
Ouyang Zhenyu looked at these people; each of them was drenched in sweat, disheveled, and looked terrified.
"Come in, everyone."
The 20 people huddled together, like mice seeing a cat, and slunk away to the seats below.
Ouyang Zhenyu saw that they had finished everything, and the entire conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Looking at everyone, they all had their heads bowed and were meek, clearly knowing they were in the wrong.
"Who is your team leader? Step forward."
He Xincheng stood up.
“Dean Ouyang, I am the team leader. My surname is He and my name is He Xincheng. I can explain what happened today to you. We did not mean to be late.”
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