My dad is the richest man in the world

Chapter 93 Are you questioning my words?
Looking at Zhao Qiang and the bar owner Murong Qing who were lying on the ground in front of him, Ji Cun smiled and didn't say any more. He turned his head to look at the drinkers in the bar who caused the commotion, and slowly stood still, saying, "Stop!" !"

His voice was not loud, and almost no one in the venue heard him. Even if they heard him, the chattering drinkers would ignore him.

While speaking, Ji Cun fell to the sofa below.

"Crack!" Ji Cun's expression remained the same, but the cup in his hand suddenly made a crisp sound, cracks appeared on the surface, and the wine flowed out along the crack, from between his fingers to the ground.

"Master!" Seeing this, Liu Yang and Zhang Xiaoshuai knew that Ji Cun was really angry, and stood up together.

Ji Cun gently put the cup on the table, and then walked towards Murong Qing, the owner of the bar.

Murong Qing was punched by Zhang Xiaoshuai, and his nosebleeds were all over the floor, and his face was also bruised and purple. If someone who knew him saw his face at first glance, they would definitely recognize him without examining or asking carefully. Can't figure out who he is.

Seeing Ji Cun walking towards him, Murongqing dragged his butt and moved back step by step, he was afraid that Ji Cun would attack him again.

He had seen Ji Cun's skill right at the beginning of the action, and now his eyes looking at Ji Cun were full of fear.

"Don't come here, don't come here, don't hit me, I don't want the money for the drink!" Murong Qing stepped back and waved her hands quickly.

Now Ji Cun, who was in a good mood, was completely ruined by Zhao Qiang, a short-sighted guy, and now completely ruined by this fool in front of him, how could Ji Cun be happy.

Standing in front of Murong Qing, Ji Cun squatted down, fixed his eyes on Murong Qing, and said coldly: "We still have to pay for the wine, but as I said, it's not me who pays, he pays! I say this one last time, you are forgotten!"

"If I forget again, I won't continue to talk to you calmly like this again!"

Ji Cun said indifferently with a blank face.

What a breath!
Who is this man!
Isn't this the guy who bought all the wine in the bar just now!What's going on?

Those who came late pushed aside the onlookers, came to the front, looked at Murong Qing in front of them, and then at Ji Cun, muttering in their hearts.

"Master, even if you gave me ten courages, I wouldn't dare to ask you for the money for the drink! Just let me go!" Hearing Ji Cun's words, Murong Qing was terrified, and his body trembled violently. He was afraid that he would provoke Ji again. If you are not happy, you will suffer again.

"Hehe, is that so?" Ji Cun looked at Murongqing, laughed, and then returned to his cold expression.

To be honest, the word young master gives people the first impression that he is very powerful, not only his own strength is strong, but also the strength of the backer behind him is even more terrifying, even outrageous.

However, Ji Cun has more and more troubles recently, and he is somewhat famous in Tian'an City, but there are still many people who don't know Ji Cun.

Just now, when he heard that the person in front of him was a young master, how could he not be surprised by Murong Qing.Including Zhao Qiang, who was suffering, gasped when he heard this, and had no temper at all.

At this time, the eyes of everyone around fell on Ji Cunyi.

"It turned out to be a young master, I said!"

"That's right! A dignified young master, buy us some wine, what's so strange!"

"That's right, do you still care about such a little money?"

"I didn't know the young master was here." Murong Qing's face was pale, her voice was trembling, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ji Cun didn't even look at him, and said flatly: "Ask your staff to collect the bill."

"Master, I was wrong, I know I was wrong." Hearing that Ji Cun wanted to collect the bill, Murong Qing was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"Didn't you hear me clearly?" Ji Cun narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Tell your staff to collect the account. Now, immediately, immediately! I don't want to say it a third time!"

Murong Qing shivered, nodded tremblingly, stood up with a dangling body, and pointed to one of his employees who was covering his face and howling.

Don't look at Murong Qing's usual arrogance, even a little arrogant, but at this time, in front of Ji Cun, he is like a mouse seeing a cat, let alone him, he can guarantee that even his good brother, Fang Ming from the Fang family , after seeing Ji Cuna stretching out his hand, he was respectful and did not dare to breathe.

"Go quickly, collect the account!" Murong Qing hurriedly shouted.

Seeing the bartender walking towards Zhao Qiang covering his bruised side face, Ji Cun turned his eyes to Zhao Qiang.At the same time, Su Qian's ferocious heart was about to blossom, but she still pretended to be calm.

Seeing Zhao Qiang's painful expression, the bartender said in a low voice: "Sir, please settle the bill!"

Zhao Qiang clutched his lower abdomen, lying on the ground, his face was a little distorted, obviously the pain was severe.

After hearing the voice of the bartender, Zhao Qiang reluctantly looked up at him, then looked at the more than one million banknotes scattered on the sofa and on the ground, pointed, and said to the bartender: "The money is there, go get it yourself." !"

The bartender looked back at Murong Qing, only to see Murong Qing glaring at him, he didn't dare to neglect, he knew what would happen to him if he neglected.

Picking up the banknotes on the ground and the sofa, sorting them out, and after bringing in a banknote counter, the bartender began to count the numbers.

Then the money counter started to spin and resounded.

One pile after another, the banknotes were neatly placed on the table and piled up into small hills.

After counting the banknotes, the bartender came to Murongqing and Ji Cun.

After glancing at Murongqing and Ji Cun, the bartender reported a figure: "The total is 1109 million yuan, and there is still a shortfall of 30 yuan."

"It's still 30 yuan short, this..." Murong Qing muttered the number and looked at Ji Cun.

At this moment, Ji Cun was lazily standing in front of Murongqing.

There was no expression of joy or anger on his face, Ji Cun simply looked at Murongqing, he was waiting for what Murongqing would say.

"150 million, the difference is 30 yuan, go, let him make up for the shortfall, otherwise, even if it is a call, he must call me enough 2000 yuan." Murong Qing knew that Ji Cun's idea was What, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he could only bite the bullet.

It is better for others to be unlucky than to be unlucky yourself!Is it necessary for me to take risks when others are beaten for me?
The answer is definitely no.

Seeing that Ji Cun was not angry, the bartender looked at Murongqing again, and boldly said, "Boss, he looks like he has no money!"

"What? Are you questioning my decision?" Murong Qing asked back with a shocked expression.

"No, no!" The bartender hurriedly explained: "Even if I have the courage to question the boss's order, it's just that he doesn't seem to have much money, and a 30 beating will kill someone. It’s a period of crackdown, it’s not so good!”

After hearing this, Ji Cun thought it was a bit interesting.

But Zhang Xiaoshuai at the side swayed, and shot towards the bartender like an arrow, without any nonsense, he kicked the bartender in the chest suddenly.

(End of this chapter)