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Yang Luo lowered his head and ate and drank wildly for a while. After a while, he hiccupped and covered his stomach and muttered: "I'm full, why hasn't that **** come here yet?"
Just after finishing speaking, an extremely shrunken voice came from behind, "Boss! Brother, I'm here."
Yang Luo cheered up and said with a smile, "Why did you come here? Your sister-in-law said she was hungry, so let's eat something first."
"Sister-in-law?" Feng Kun looked at Wang Tong who was glaring at Yang Luo angrily.
Seeing Wang Tong's appearance, Feng Kun knew that it must be Yang Luo who was talking nonsense.
Yang Luo stood up: "Let's go first, you can eat by yourself."
Feng Kun waved his hand: "Let's go." Yang Luo pulled Wang Tong and left.
Watching the two disappear, Feng Kun rubbed his hands together, "Today is a real treat." He picked up the half bottle of Rafi and drank it, "Damn it! The boss is the boss. Picking up girls is so extravagant. It was Rafael in 1982."
Just when he was excited to eat, the waiter came over and said respectfully: "Sir! This is the bill. Would you like to pay after eating or pay now?"
"Clap!" The chopsticks in Feng Kun's hand fell on the table. This feeling was too uncomfortable, as if he was lying on the woman's body doing piston movement, and when he was about to erupt before erupting, the woman suddenly kicked Like kicking him out of bed.
Slowly turned his stiff neck and asked cautiously: "They didn't pay just now?"
The waiter shook his head: "The gentleman said you should pay the bill."
Feng Kun really wanted to slap himself hard twice, why don't you have a long memory, how many times you were counted by this bastard when you were a child, and you still fucked up.
Seeing Feng Kun's appearance, the waiter suddenly became vigilant, secretly put his hands behind his back and waved. The two security guards standing at the door came over and stood beside the waiter.
Feng Kun turned his head and looked at the only abalone left on the table, with a fierce look in his eyes, he picked up the chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew fiercely. His throat rolled for a while, and he stood up after swallowing what was in his mouth: "How much?"
The waiter said politely: "Sixty-nine thousand and eight."
Feng Kun staggered and almost didn't sit on the ground. He took out his bank card with trembling hands, "Swipe the card."
The waiter received the hand: "Sir, please wait a moment."
Not long after, the waiter came back and returned the card to him, "Welcome to come next time."
Feng Kun is now silent and tearful, clutching his bank card tightly and walking towards the door with heavy legs, "My wife, Ben, lost 70,000 yuan just like that. Yang Luo, a bastard who picks up girls, actually asked me to pay the bill." Although this kid hated Yang Luo so much, he didn't have the guts to settle accounts with Yang Luo.
While Yang Luo was driving, he sang songs that even he couldn't understand. Wang Tong said helplessly, "You just left your friend there?"
Yang Luo chuckled: "It's okay! She's very rich, and the money for a meal doesn't hurt her bones."
"You are the only one who can do such a wicked thing." Wang Tong said angrily.
Yang Luo said cheekily: "What is wickedness? Save as much as you can, so I can marry you in the future." Wang Tong heard the kid start talking nonsense again, snorted and stopped talking.
After a while, Wang Tong couldn't help but said: "Let me ask you, how much money do you have on your body, and you want to treat me to dinner."
Yang Luo held the steering wheel with one hand, and fumbled in his pocket with the other. Wang Tong looked at his hands fiddling in his pockets and didn't speak. After a while, the guy took out his hands and said, "That's all you can count."