Chapter 23 Breaking His Leg

"Okay, I'll go after the party later." Qin Fei nodded in agreement.

The reason why he let it down is entirely because of Zhang Nuannuan's face. Anyway, Zhang Nuannuan also tried his best to help himself just now.

"Okay, okay! Then I'll go first." Zhuo Chenguang walked out with a smile on his face.

Several waiters then came in to pack up the things and started serving the dishes.

At this time, Yang Chengcheng felt that it was completely boring to stay any longer, especially when he saw the fawning and flattering looks on Tan Fei's face, his face was burning, so he left in despair.

Wang Wei was so angry that she followed behind.

After walking a few steps, Qin Fei said abruptly, "Don't forget to pay for the wine, it's double."

He bit the last two words very hard, obviously mocking.

Yang Chengcheng gritted his teeth angrily, but he didn't dare to continue to make things difficult for Qin Fei.

Had to leave angrily.

However, as soon as he walked out of the box, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Wang Wei asked, "What's the matter? Isn't it 40, and your family is not short of money."

Yang Chengcheng wanted to slap her, turned his head, and stared at her angrily: "Fuck you! 40, not much? Since it's not much, you pay."

When she heard that she had to pay by herself, Wang Wei immediately stopped and closed her mouth.

She didn't expect that Yangcheng City, who has always been generous, would worry about the 40 yuan.

In fact, how did she know that although Yang Chengcheng is a rich second generation and his family does have a lot of money, the family business is not under his control now.

Yang Chengcheng touched the bank card in his pocket, and there was only [-] to [-] in it.

Originally, he wanted to rely on this money to play a good role here.

A meal of tens of thousands of dollars, in front of classmates, that is quite proud, who would not envy?

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this.

He gritted his teeth, took out his cell phone, and now he could only call his group of friends.

The first thing he called was Wu Jiang's number.

The Wu family is also quite rich, only a lot more than their own.

After the call is connected.

The other party came with enthusiastic words: "Young Master Yang, call me. Do you have anything good to share?"

Yang Chengcheng naturally knows what the so-called "good things" are, nothing more than a new beautiful girl in the casino and so on.

But Yang Chengcheng didn't have such thoughts at this time, so he bite the bullet and said, "Young Master Wu, I'm a little tight right now, can I borrow some money?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone fell into dead silence.

Borrowing money is not a good thing for Wu Jiang.

Seeing that there was no voice from the other side, Yang Chengcheng immediately promised: "Don't worry, I will pay you back next month."

Wu Jiang looked at his friend and asked, "How much do you want to borrow?"

Yang Chengcheng finally saw a glimmer of hope, with a smile on his face: "40."

"Why don't you go die and borrow 40 as soon as you ask?" Wu Jiang cursed angrily.

Snapped!
The phone over there hung up immediately, and a beep sounded in my hand.

Yang Chengcheng's entire complexion was not good, as if he had been slapped severely, his face turned blue and green.

"What kind of rubbish friends, they used to be called brothers and sisters, but at critical times, they couldn't even rely on farts." Yang Chengcheng was also furious, cursing.

Then he called other friends.

But when they heard the word borrowing money, all the friends without exception suddenly didn't want to talk. When they heard that they wanted to borrow 40, the other party jumped up and wanted to slap Yang Chengcheng a few times.

After playing around, Yang Chengcheng not only failed to borrow money, but was scolded angrily.

His face turned green with anger, and he scolded those cronies.

At this time, he had an idea, looked at Wang Wei, and forced a smile: "Wang Wei, wait here for a while, I'll go home to get the money."

Wang Wei was a little scared, worried that if he ran away, then she would be completely finished!
She said displeasedly: "This is not acceptable, I am afraid alone."

Yang Cheng was so angry that he couldn't even trust his own woman!

He had no choice but to call his father.

After connecting, a deep male voice came from the phone.

"Son, why did you suddenly remember to call me? What's the matter?"

Yang Chengcheng bit the bullet and said, "Dad, I'm short of money, can I get some?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his father immediately scolded: "The pocket money of tens of thousands of yuan a month is not enough, you want to ruin the whole family?!"

Yang Chengcheng has nothing to do now, if he doesn't pay for the drink, he won't even think about leaving.

"Dad, call me some." He said in a soft tone.

Yang Gang was helpless, he was his only son after all, so he could only reluctantly ask him: "How much?"

"40."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Gang, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, jumped up directly.

The tea was scattered all over the floor.

He yelled: "It's 40, don't give it back to me, or I'll break your dog legs!"

At this time, Manager Wang, who was going out to ask for money, interjected at the right time: "Mr. Yang, if you don't pay the money immediately, I can only call the police and arrest your son."

Manager Wang said something into the phone with a playful expression on his face.

Yang Gang was so angry that he flew into a rage: "What kind of bastard are you? How dare you threaten me!"

"I'm the hotel manager. Your son doesn't pay for drinking, and I'm just doing business."

"Fuck you, my son needs 40 yuan even if he drinks it all? You are running a black shop!"

Yang Gang was trembling with anger, he naturally didn't believe it, a drink would cost so much money.

Manager Wang smiled, that is a world famous wine, isn't it normal to have so much money?
Besides, he also offended Zhuo Chenguang, and Manager Wang predicted that the Yang family would not dare to refuse.

"The 82-year-old Lafite Chateau wine is still two bottles, do you want hundreds of thousands?" Manager Wang asked coldly.

Yang Gang was almost dumbfounded: "What? 82 Chateau Lafite wine, and there are still two bottles?!"

"Paralyzed, prodigal son!"

He was so angry that he cursed and almost passed out with black eyes!

Even if I am out doing business and socializing a lot, I would never dare to think about the 82 Chateau Lafite wine!

It's not that he can't afford it, but that the price is too high.

Moreover, in the business world, it is not just the price of drinks that determines the success or failure of the business.

The final decision is how much profit this cooperation can bring.

Manager Wang didn't bother to bully him, so he said, "Mr. Yang, you'd better get the money quickly, or don't blame the police."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Gang to answer, he went straight into the hotel.

Yang Gang was so angry that he fainted on the sofa, his face turned livid.

But there is no way, it is his own son after all.

He reluctantly transferred 40 to Yangcheng City.

Due to the large amount, transfer in batches.

Watching huge sums of money being transferred out, he felt heartbroken.

After the transfer, he directly dialed Yang Chengcheng and cursed: "You boy, come back to me quickly, and see if I don't break your leg!"

Yang Chengcheng was also terrified, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He knew his father's temper, breaking his own leg was not just talking...

(End of this chapter)

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