The system gave me ten trillion yuan to force me to become a male god

The atmosphere instantly cooled down.

Zhou Chen looked at Yan Song calmly, not feeling angry at all because of the other party's direct humiliation.

On the contrary, the eyes were a little playful, as if watching a clown's performance.

"Yan Song, when I make friends, I don't care whether the other party is worthy or not, as long as the person is kind and upright. Isn't it a bit too much and rude for you to say that about Zhou Chen?"

Yan Song didn't know Zhou Chen's true identity, but Ye Jiameng knew it all. How could a person who can reward 1600 million at one time be a dick.

Moreover, even a rich second generation like Yan Song couldn't find out Zhou Chen's real details, which further shows that Zhou Chen's identity background is definitely far higher than Yan Song's.

As Yan Song looked down on Zhou Chen so much in public, Ye Jiameng naturally couldn't help Zhou Chen speak up.

"Jia Meng, you are still too young. What kind of ecstasy soup did this guy give you to make you willing to come out for dinner with him?" Yan Song shook his head helplessly, and looked at Zhou Chen with contempt: "Damn it!" Dog, do you know how high the consumption level of this store is, it’s great to treat the goddess to dinner, but can you afford it?”

He grabbed the menu in Zhou Chen's hand with one hand, spread it on the table and said with a disdainful smile: "Look at this top-notch Kobe steak, imported from Sakura Country, 15000 yuan, are you willing to order one for Jiameng?" ?”

15000 yuan, 70% of the people in the country can't make so much money in a month.

Even if it can be achieved, it is impossible for someone to be willing to eat a piece of steak for a salary.

Yan Song said this to provoke Zhou Chen, or to make this dick ashamed that he was not willing to order such an expensive steak for Ye Jiameng, so he would be ashamed on the spot.

Either let him take the lead, spend a little money, and directly pay all the living expenses for several months, so that he can realize that he is not worthy of Ye Jiameng at all, and cannot give the goddess a high-quality life.

No matter which method Zhou Chen chooses, Yan Song himself will make a steady profit without losing money, and he can even see the self-esteem of licking the dog being ruthlessly trampled by him.

One word, cool!

But Yan Song never imagined that the well-known dog licking dog in Hangzhou University in front of him was actually the one who beat him to the top of the list in the morning, the mysterious boss 'The Immortal in the Sky' who threw 8000 super rockets for Ye Jiamenghao.

Zhou Chen, who can make such a big deal, would he care about the price of a piece of steak?
And it's not Zhou Chen who has to pay for the treat tonight, but Ye Jiameng.

Ye Jiameng winked playfully at Zhou Chen, but said nothing.

After chasing Chen Sisi for three years, even if he couldn't lick it, and was called a dog licker by others, Zhou Chen didn't choose to reveal his identity as a rich second generation.

This shows that Zhou Chen absolutely does not want anyone to know about it.

Ye Jiameng is a smart girl, as someone who knows Zhou Chen's little secret, naturally she will not reveal Zhou Chen's true identity at this time, and help him complete the slap in the face against Yan Song.

The real super rich second generation must not care about this at all, their realm is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Okay, waiter, give me two servings of this top-notch Kobe steak, four servings of this 16000 yuan sturgeon caviar, two servings of 11000 yuan black truffle, two servings of 8000 yuan foie gras, red wine, this one is 26000 yuan A chunk of Chateau Ovina red wine will do."

Zhou Chen ordered several dishes in one go, all of which were the most expensive, and none of them were less than five figures.

The price of the whole meal went straight up to 10 yuan, which made Yan Song, who originally wanted to see a joke, suddenly stunned.

What's the matter with this dick?How dare he!Is it a broken can or I can't think about it.

For a meal of 10 yuan, I am afraid that the family's parents' salary for a year will be thrown into it.

"Are these dishes enough?" Zhou Chen asked Ye Jiameng.

Ye Jiameng nodded: "It's okay, I'll order later if I'm not full."

"Zhou Chen, I've seen a lot of people with swollen faces to pretend to be fat. They ended up miserable. You are very happy to have dinner with Jiameng. I understand that you want to save face, but the greatest self-knowledge of people is not to Do things beyond your ability, you should be smart now, leave quickly, I can help you pay for this meal, don't say I won't give you a chance."

Yan Song leaned on the back of the chair and said in a condescending manner.

Zhou Chen frowned. From just now until now, this guy has been buzzing around like a fly. It's really annoying to listen to for a long time.

"This meal is about me and Jiameng, and I didn't invite you. If you are really hungry, go to the empty table next to you to order. Don't come to me, we really don't know each other." Zhou Chen waved He waved his hand away, like chasing away an annoying fly.

"You!" Seeing that Zhou Chen was so ignorant of flattery, and he didn't know how to grasp the opportunity he gave him, Yan Song suddenly said angrily.

But soon he calmed down, got up with a sneer and walked to the empty table next to him to sit down.

As a rich second generation in Hangzhou, Yan Song has his own contacts and methods, and it is very easy to fix a poor boy.

However, Yan Song, who considers himself a master, doesn't bother with the barbaric behavior of finding people to beat people. He likes to attack people's hearts and trample on other people's dignity.

There is nothing more exhilarating than seeing a poor dick pretending to be a fool for the sake of face, and then ruined and his life broken.

The bill of more than [-] yuan, Yan Song saw how Zhou Chen would pay it.

As a series of exquisite western dishes were served, Zhou Chen and Ye Jiameng talked and laughed while interacting, completely ignoring Yan Song at the table next to him, completely treating him as a transparent person.

Snapped!
With a piercing sound in the western restaurant, the ambiguous atmosphere was instantly broken.

In an instant, all the guests in the western restaurant looked in the direction of the sound.

"Wang Xiaojing, you have money to eat western food here, but you don't have the money to pay my debts, right? You bitch!"

"Zhao Ye, I broke up with you a long time ago, why do you want me to help you pay back the money, I don't owe you, I won't pay back!"

"Bitch, when did I agree to break up with you, you are still my wife now."

I saw a tall and strong man with a shaved face standing beside a table, dragging a young girl fiercely and shouting.

He has tattoos all over his arms, and he wears a white vest, showing his muscles to the fullest.

A figure close to 1.9 meters looks very dangerous, so that no one dares to approach and persuade.

Next to the girl, there was a thin young man wearing glasses. The relationship between the two should not be simple.

But when he looked at the battle in front of him, he didn't dare to move at all. He could only sit there like a statue, looking down at his shoes, not even daring to fart.

"It's Wang Xiaojing!" Ye Jiameng was a little surprised.

"You know him?" Zhou Chen asked.

"Well, she's my classmate. She seems to have been in a relationship with someone outside of school before, but the other party's private life is messy, and the two broke up after talking for a few months."