"You didn’t even ask, you just ordered. If you had asked, I would have definitely said sothing."
The hostess continued with an innocent face, and an enraged Zhao Guozhong, blushing with sha, pointed at her and cursed, "You think I can’t see what you’re doing? You’re setting up. Did you even bother to find out if I’m that easy to swindle?"
The hostess crossed her arms and kept her face coldly silent.
The buzz-cut man imdiately pointed at Zhao Guozhong in a no-nonsense manner, threatening, "Enough already. Since your friend has co over, make him pay the money quickly. Otherwise, heh, I’ll send you to dig coal in the black mines for a few months to pay off your debt."
Zhao Guozhong trembled on hearing that, and looked at Chen Feng, sowhat pleadingly.
Golden Sumr Nightclub had been open for over a decade in Lin Nan County, with a booming business and a famous reputation—they definitely had backing from both the lawful and the lawless. It wasn’t a place that soone like Zhao Guozhong could provoke.
Chen Feng ignored his pleading gaze and looked towards the other three n sitting upright without a word or question; they were clearly Zhao Guozhong’s fair-weather friends.
"This liquor, did you drink it all by yourself?" Chen Feng asked.
Zhao Guozhong glanced at his three seated friends and said in a muffled voice, "Of course it wasn’t just , these three friends of mine, and these won drank too. I only had two glasses; they drank most of it."
Chen Feng looked at the three detached n and said with a smile, "You must all know who I am by now, so let’s not beat around the bush. How about this, you four split the bill."
Upon hearing this, the three n looked at each other, none of them speaking up. This attitude clearly indicated they didn’t want to pay.
Zhao Guozhong was losing face, and even in this situation, he still wanted to retain so dignity in front of his nephew, but these three "good friends" wouldn’t even grant him that bit of respect.
After all, you guys should at least pay sothing.
A while later, one of the plump, oily-faced n finally spoke up while smoking, "Ah Feng, right? These two bottles of liquor cost 17,600, and we’re definitely not paying for them. Moreover, your uncle said he was footing the bill tonight, it doesn’t make sense for us to pay now."
Chen Feng looked at his uncle speechlessly. Posing like a big shot to that extent was unparalleled. Boasting extravagantly despite being broke, how could he even afford to treat them at such a place?
These were the type of friends Chen Feng would love to have by the dozen.
Zhao Guozhong explained awkwardly, "I thought at most it would be a few thousand, but it turned out to be this much. You know all my assets are tied up in that batch of export goods..."
"That’s enough." Chen Feng cut off his la excuse and turned back to the three n, "My uncle was generous enough to treat you here, isn’t he a good friend? And as his friends, in this situation, you should at least give a hand, right? You drank such expensive liquor and each of you had a lady attending to you. If you don’t pay anything at all, does that seem right?"
The three n looked at each other again for a while, and it was still the oily-faced fatso who spoke unhurriedly, "How about this, each of us will pay a thousand, and we won’t worry about the rest."
The other two nodded along after hearing this.
The bill totaled 23,000, and them chipping in a little was, of course, a great deal, especially having enjoyed such expensive liquor and the company of hostesses.
Besides, given the current situation, if they didn’t pay anything, it would indeed sound bad to others. Of course, they felt they were already being quite righteous by contributing so money.
After all, from the beginning, Zhao Guozhong had said he would treat.
But neither Zhao Guozhong nor Chen Feng saw it that way.
On hearing the offer, Zhao Guozhong’s expression turned ugly, and he coldly said, "Lao Liu, I am taking my losses today. You don’t need to pay; we’ll see each other around soti, and then we’ll see who does what."
He had been mixing in the circles of society for two or three decades after all. Despite being accustod to the warmth and coldness of human relationships, deep down, he still had so illusions about his so-called bosom friends whom he had known since childhood, thinking that they should look out for each other and be dependable friends.
Tonight, society taught him a lesson again, showing him why he hadn’t made it big despite his years of hustling. Although eloquent, he was often naive, failing to see reality, or choosing not to face it.
Lao Liu, the oily-faced old man, gave an embarrassed smile at this mont, stood up, and said, "Guozhong, it’s not that we’re not loyal. From the start, you said it was your treat, and even these expensive bottles of liquor were ordered by you, as well as the princesses for us. Us chipping in is already the height of generosity."
"Alright. All of you get the hell out. Do you think I care about your thousand yuan each?" Zhao Guozhong grimly said, gesturing them away with a wave of his hand.
The three n’s faces imdiately showed relief; they had been wanting to leave earlier but couldn’t. Moreover, it seed Zhao Guozhong really didn’t care for their contribution, and saving a thousand yuan each pleased them even more.
"We’ll be going then."
As Lao Liu and the other two were leaving with smiles on their faces, they were stopped by Chen Feng reaching out his hand.
"What do you an by this?" Lao Liu frowned.
All three n looked at Chen Feng with displeasure.
Chen Feng said coldly, "My uncle regarded you as friends, while you took him for a fool. I, as his nephew, cannot simply stand by."
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