Peerless Bodyguard of a Stunning Beauty Chapter 194 - 166: Looking Down on Others, Teaching You a Le

At that, Zhao Rong said, "Granny, bring us ten orders of all these top-tier ingredients. We plan on eating our fill."

Hearing that the young man before her wanted to order so many expensive ingredients at once and eat his fill, the old woman quickly advised, "Young man, the barbecue here is very expensive. You should order a little at a ti. You can always add more if it’s not enough."

In response, Zhao Rong promptly took out 10,000 yuan from his Magic Ring and handed it to the old woman. "Granny, this is your tip," he said. "Don’t worry, we can afford it. Just bring us what we asked for."

Seeing the 10,000-yuan tip, the old woman burst into tears. "Young man, you are truly a Bodhisattva incarnate! This is my first night working at this barbecue restaurant, and you’ve given a tip of ten thousand yuan. It looks like my son’s living expenses for college are covered for the year."

Hearing that the old woman was working to support her child’s education, Zhao Rong imdiately took out ten thousand US dollars from his Magic Ring and handed them to her. "Granny, since you’re putting your son through school, take this ten-thousand-dollar tip for his education. You can be poor in anything else, but not in education. You must ensure your child can study without a care in the world."

After receiving the ten-thousand-US-dollar tip from Zhao Rong, the old woman imdiately knelt before him. "Young man, the tip you’ve given tonight is worth several years of work for an old woman like ."

Zhao Rong helped her up and said, "Granny, this ten thousand yuan and ten thousand US dollars are just the beginning. After we finish eating, I’ll give you another ten thousand British pounds as a tip."

The surrounding waiters were stunned to hear him ntion ten thousand British pounds.

The fat waiter who had looked down on Zhao Rong earlier imdiately dropped to his knees and crawled toward him. "Esteed guest, what services might you require? I, Fatty, will serve you on my knees."

The skinny waiter who had mocked Zhao Rong for being poor rushed over, ready to lick the table clean. "Sirs, you are our top-tier clients! Look, your stools are a bit dirty. Please stand up and let use my tongue to lick them clean for you."

The short waiter, who had looked down on Zhao Rong and his party with every fiber of his being and assud they could never afford a tip, hurried over and began to kowtow. "Top-tier guest... No, esteed top-tier guest... No, you are an invincible, magnificent, top-tier VIP guest! What services do you require? I, Shorty, will serve you like a lapdog..."

When Zhao Rong saw these waiters—who judged people by their wealth and forgot all integrity at the sight of money—suddenly do a complete one-eighty, he sneered at the fat one. "Fatty, get on your knees and crawl over to fetch a case of beer."

Hearing this, the fat waiter imdiately dropped to his knees and scrambled over to get the beer for Zhao Rong.

Next, Zhao Rong looked at the skinny waiter and said, "Skinny, didn’t you say you were going to lick our chairs clean for us? Go on, then. Lick the chairs and the table clean." As he spoke, Zhao Rong deliberately ground his shoe onto a stool, leaving a few dirty footprints.

The skinny waiter just smiled, stuck out his tongue, and proceeded to lick the table and stools spotless for Zhao Rong and his party.

Finally, Zhao Rong looked at the short waiter. "Since you want to act so subservient and grovel like a lapdog, you can circle this entire restaurant, the Emperor’s Grill, while barking like a dog."

The short waiter imdiately began acting like a pug, circling the restaurant while barking.

After the three waiters finished serving Zhao Rong, they knelt before him with expectant eyes.

The old lady just did so simple service for that security guard and got a tip of 10,000 yuan and 10,000 US dollars. We knelt on the ground, barked like dogs, and even licked the tables and chairs clean. Shouldn’t this security guard give us a tip of 100,000 pounds?

As the waiters fantasized, Zhao Rong grabbed a handful of coins from his pocket and threw them in the faces of the snobbish waiters. "This is all the money I have left. Take it or get lost."

Stunned by the silver coins hitting their faces, the three waiters began to cry in frustration.

The fat waiter cried, "Mister Security Guard, I knelt and served you! How could you only give a tip of twelve yuan?"

Tears stread down the skinny waiter’s face as he spoke. "Mister Security Guard, Mister Janitor, I licked the dirty chairs and table clean for you! How could you only give a tip of thirteen yuan in coins?"

The short waiter, picking the coins off the ground, asked, "Mister Security Guard, these coins you threw at our faces... they couldn’t be gold coins, could they?"

However, when the short waiter picked up the coins from the floor and saw they were just ordinary currency, he fainted from pure rage.

Looking at the shaless waiters, Zhao Rong decided to tornt them further. "Fatty, if you eat this table for , I’ll give you a tip of ten thousand pounds."

Hearing this, the fat waiter burst into tears and walked away.

Next, Zhao Rong pointed to the chair he was sitting on. "Skinny, if you eat this chair for , I’ll give you a tip of ten thousand euros."

Hearing the security guard ask him to eat a chair, the skinny waiter started crying and also walked away.

When the short waiter saw the other two miss out on ten thousand pounds and ten thousand euros because they couldn’t eat a table and a chair, he imdiately thought to himself:

If this security guard offered ten thousand pounds or euros, I would definitely grind that table or chair into dust and eat it.

Just as the short waiter felt certain he could get the ten-thousand-pound tip from Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong suddenly pointed to a pet dog not far away. "Shorty, if you eat that Poodle for , I’ll give you a ten-thousand-pound tip, right here, right now."

With that, Zhao Rong took ten thousand pounds from his Magic Ring and placed the cash in front of the short waiter.

The short waiter looked at the ten thousand pounds, then at the nearby Poodle.

To hell with it, for a ten-thousand-pound tip, I’ll do it. I’ll just have to roast this Poodle and eat it...

And so, the short waiter started walking toward the Poodle.