Zhao Zheng looked at Fu Yang with very disgusting and contemptuous eyes: "I remember... your family is very average, right? At most, it's just a well-off city family. It's not that I look down on you, but Fu Yang. Can you really afford this Wenhua Oriental Hotel? Do you know how expensive the meal you eat? Don't pretend to be fat, you won't be able to leave then."

Zhao Zheng had a contemptuous expression, as if he was mocking Fu Yang for being a poor man.

"I can't afford to consume, so I won't bother you, a sissy. You'd better get out of here. I don't like seeing sissy like you wandering in front of you, and you can't even eat." Fu Yang's expression was indifferent and responded coldly.

Zhao Zheng was a little angry: "Fu Yang, you... are ungrateful! Humph. If you said a few soft words, I would take you on my private yacht to play the Chao Phraya River for the sake of the old alumni. And the money for this meal can be paid for you. You are really good enough."

They are talking to each other, and they are facing each other here.

Guests from different countries around him all looked curiously...

Wei Chai doesn’t understand Chinese very well, but looking at the expressions of Fu Yang and Zhao Zheng, you will know that the two of them are definitely not old friends. They should be old enemies!

The supernatural powerhouse he wanted to curry favor with was actually scolded by an ordinary rich second generation. How could he bear it?

Like who is not a rich second generation!

Although Zhao Zheng seemed to be much richer than himself, Wei Cai didn't want to give Fu Yang a weak face.

I immediately said in fluent English: "Sir, please do not disturb the noble Mr. Fu's meal. Otherwise, I will ask the hotel security staff to invite you out immediately. My name is of some use in some places in Bangkok."

Of course, what he said was also very pretentious.

He looks like "I am a rich second-generation local snake who am I afraid of."

Zhao Zheng was stunned.

He stared at Weichai for a while before he raised his head and laughed, then pointed at him in anger, and said in English: "Fatty, I think you are tired of living. Do you dare to threaten me? Do you think this is Thailand, and I, a Chinese, have no power?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Zheng seemed particularly confident!

Because, this time he came to Bangkok to discuss holding shares in this Mandarin Oriental Hotel. His family is a well-known figure in Yucheng, China, and can be regarded as a wealthy businessman.

Overseas investment has been popular in recent years, so I found a relationship with this Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Bangkok. Tonight, the general manager of the hotel took the initiative to invite him!

Therefore, Zhao Zhengcai dared to be so fearless - I am going to become a shareholder of this hotel, so what can I do if I bully you a poor guy?

As for Viagra...

Zhao Zheng believed that he looked at people. This fat man should be the kind of rich second generation who has fallen. Even if he is a local snake in Bangkok, how can he beat him?

As for Wei Chai, he thought he could suppress the situation and make Fu Yang look at him with admiration. Unexpectedly, he was also humiliated by the other party, and he was also angry.

"Waiter! Waiter! Security Guard. Come here and drive this unreasonable guy out. Your hotel is a high-end place, and only by qualified people. Aren't such a playboy driven out?"

Weichai shouted loudly.

Instructed the people who served their table to coax the hateful Zhao Zheng away.

Unexpectedly...

The hotel's general manager actually came over quickly!

He first hugged Zhao Zheng with his arms open and said, "Mr. Zhao, why bother to have conflicts with ordinary guests? You see, they are our most honorable shareholders."

Seeing this scene, Weichai, Kana and others felt a little nervous.

I suddenly felt something was wrong!

Especially Kana and her mother were once again at a loss, and they had never seen such a scene.

As for Fu Yang, it was Yun Danfeng Qing, who was drinking red wine while quietly watching Zhao Zheng pretending.

"Manager Ruan, this guy not only humiliated my noble guests, but also disturbed us to eat. What should I do about this?"

Fatty Wei Chai was angry and complained to the hotel general manager.

Unexpectedly, Manager Ruan actually looked at him with a expressionless face. He said in a very indifferent tone: "Weika, I'm looking at your father's relationship before his death. This is beyond your current status and I'm very proud of you. Don't be shameless and hit Mr. Zhao."

As soon as this said, the situation became very obvious.

This general manager is directed at Zhao Zheng.

"Hmph! It's true that they are birds of a feather." Fu Yang's mouth bent and a sneer appeared. He silencedly drank the high-end red wine in the goblet in his hand.

As for Wei Chai, he was so angry that he stood up, and his chubby hands slapped the table, attracting the attention of the guests around him.

Zhao Zheng winked at the general manager, and the other party's expression became a little ferocious. He looked at Weichai and said, "Now, our hotel does not welcome you anymore. You have finished your meal, so hurry up and take your poor friends to get out of here! You have used up your father's relationship, right? Little fat man."

Weichai showed a look of shock.

He never expected that such a result would be the end. Not only did he not be able to help Fu Yang, but he was also humiliated by the hotel's general manager. He even had to be driven out!

Is there any truth?

More importantly, he felt that he had messed up the matter...

Perhaps it was difficult for Weichai to enter the noble "Mr. Fu" to have a good mood and experience all day long.

So he instantly entered the rage mode and was ready to fight with Manager Ruan and Zhao Zheng at all costs.

After all, I am a local, and I am a local snake, so I don’t care about the bad things!

"Fake! I'm so mad..."

But before Wei finished his guessing, Fu Yang stopped him.

"No need to be like this. Fatty. Sit well. Since these guys are shameless, I don't mind giving my old alumni a little..."

Similarly, before Fu Yang finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Everyone, why are you so quarrels? It is better to calm down and you can see the Buddhas and get great joy."

Fu Yang, who was about to use some Maoshan Taoist techniques to make Zhao Zheng and the manager "good-looking", temporarily stopped his movements. He thought to himself: "This way of speaking... is very similar to those guys from Buddhism? But they speak Thai?"

Fu Yang looked back.

Sure enough, I found a monk wearing a mortar-yellow Southeast Asian monk's robe standing not far away. He folded his hands together and spoke to them. The second update)
Chapter completed!