"What do you want to order sir?" the waitress asked, bent down.

“Two roasted sweet potatoes.”

"Sir, we don't have roasted sweet potatoes here." The waiter whispered.

"I don't even have roasted sweet potatoes, you can just open a hotel." Ye Xiong slapped the table and shouted fiercely.

The waitress almost cried and even her voice changed: "Sir, we are a big hotel, there is no such low-level thing?"

"What is low-level? Do you know how many lives sweet potatoes have saved in your grandfather's generation? Are you forgetting your roots? Do you understand? I'll tell you what quality of the waiters in Fuhua Hotel are, and do you understand the truth of human nature." Ye Xiong was like a nouveau riche, exuding a scoundrel temperament on his body.

"If you change a waiter, this attitude is not good." Ye Xiong said angrily.

The waitress left with a blushing face.

Next, several waiters were changed in a row, all of whom were scolded by Ye Xiong. After changing one after another, they all left in shame, none of them could withstand Ye Xiong's poisonous tongue.

In the president's office, He Haodong looked at the scene in the surveillance, his face turned pale and his fists clenched tightly.

Seeing this, Scarface, the lackey next to him, whispered: "Mr. Dong, should you send someone to do it?"

"You go and do it, I will give you a million." He Haodong rolled his eyes.

Scarface walked aside awkwardly and dared not speak again.

He has seen Ye Xiong's power. When he goes up, he can destroy himself with just one finger.

"Mr. Dong, what should I do? I can't let him continue like this, so we can't do business." Scarface looked at the screen and said indignantly.

"This guy is just a hooligan."

"Rogues are not scary, they are afraid that they can do martial arts."

He Haodong thought for a while and said, "Let the waiter drag it, don't offend him, don't give him a chance to get angry. This guy came just to ask me to send someone to beat him, so he can make trouble with justice. I won't give him this opportunity."

At this time, he found that Ye Xiong had started ordering dishes. After changing many waitresses, he finally had something to like.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Mr. Dong, that guy ordered a total of thirteen dishes, the price was ridiculously expensive. The whole table of dishes totaled more than 50,000 yuan." A subordinate reported on the other side of the phone.

"He ordered everything to satisfy him."

"Do you want to poison the dish?"

"You are the biggest pig brain. He knows that he will be in a hurry to eat in a hotel?" He Haodong was sad that he had this subordinate.

That guy was originally trying to make trouble. Wouldn't he give him a chance to make trouble? Besides, he even knew that Wang Shu was poisoning in the wine, let alone in the food.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dong, I'll go and sort it out right away."

Half an hour later, Ye Xiong's table was filled with dishes, all of which were delicacies and valuable.

People around him came and went, all looking at this guy.

What is a rich man? This is a rich man. He ate 40,000 to 50,000 yuan in one meal and ate more than a dozen dishes by himself. Is this guy so embarrassed to ask for sweet potatoes just now?

Ye Xiong picked up a plate of dishes and tried it.

"Where did this chef invite? It's a pig. A good table of dishes is a waste of resources."

"Is this a bear's paw or a pig's hand? How can I eat such heavy ingredients?"

"This is rock candy bird's nest. Damn it wasn't this rock candy bought on the street, right?"

"This ginseng chicken has been stewed for too long, and the fragrance has dissipated. I can't eat it."

Every time he ate a dish, Ye Xiong would have a stingy tongue. In fact, it was not considered his stingy tongue. Compared to him, this thing was cooked too poorly.

If Qiao Yang was still alive and saw such food, he would probably be unable to help but run into the kitchen and slapped the chef hard.

There were more than a dozen waiters and security guards standing around, watching from a distance, without saying anything, and even daring to see through the atmosphere.

What is a hooligan? They have seen it now.

"Huh, what is this?"

Ye Xiong picked up a black-red thing and carefully identified it in front of him.

"Is it an African scorpion? But how come it has no tail... Damn, it's a cockroach."

He stood up like a burning butt, spitting saliva.

"It's over. I'll definitely get poisoned. I want to complain. Help. There are cockroaches in the dishes in Fuhua Hotel..."

He had a loud voice, and almost everyone on the second floor of the hotel heard it, and they were flipping through their own dishes.

"I didn't expect the hygiene of Fuhua Hotel is so dirty. I won't come next time."

"The stuff is not delicious and expensive, so I won't come."

“The key waiter’s attitude is poor.”

"The attitude is not the same, they all look like pork chops."

There were many discussions everywhere, and the entire second-floor lobby seemed to be in an uproar.

On the eighth floor, in the president's office, He Haodong's face turned pale and his whole face turned into a pig's liver.

Bang! He kicked the coffee table hard, and the entire coffee table was overturned and the glass broke all over the floor.

"I just want to force me out, I just go out. I don't believe that he dares to hit me."

After He Haodong finished speaking, he strode out of the office and headed down to the second floor.

When he arrived at the second floor, Ye Xiong was still making a big fuss and demanding compensation from the hotel. Seeing this, one or two new security guards came out to show off and wanted to take Ye Xiong down, but they were knocked to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Ye Xiong, have you made enough trouble?" He Haodong walked through the crowd and came to Ye Xiong.

"You hide, why don't you continue to hide?"

A touch of playfulness appeared in Ye Xiong's mouth, and suddenly a cup of tea on the table was poured hard on He Haodong's face.

puff!

The tea covered with tea leaves flowed down He Haodong's face, adding to his angry face, looking particularly fierce.

The whole audience was silent for a moment.

On the entire second floor, you can even hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground.

Oh my God!

Shaodong of Haotian Group was thrown into the face!

He Haotian was thrown into a face.

What is He Haotian? He is the president of Haotian Group, one of the largest group in Jiangnan. He is a handsome young man. He is both black and white and has great power. He has never seen anyone talking loudly to He Haodong, let alone pouring tea on He Haodong's face. And he is in the Fuhua Hotel, in full view of everyone.

Who is this guy? Don’t you know how to write the word “death”?

He Haodong had been suppressing his temper, but now he was bullied to this point. If he could hold on, he would become a turtle with his head.

"Slash him for me, whoever cuts him will give him one million." He Haodong was furious in a rebellious manner.

When the people on the second floor heard that they were going to fight, they stood up and avoided from a distance.

Fuhua Hotel was originally He Haodong's base camp. In addition to dozens of security guards in the hotel, there were dozens of people from the West and North Gangs. Together, there were almost hundreds of people.

Everyone picked up machetes and surrounded Ye Xiong tightly. The atmosphere on the field was about to break out.

Ye Xiong rolled up his sleeves and smiled faintly: "I like fighting. I have tried too much to chop people. I haven't tried it for a long time and I'll see how many people have the life to make a million."

After hearing what he said, the dozen or so gangsters who were originally surrounding him retreated a few steps away, and their eyes were filled with shock.

Ye Xiong jumped gently and jumped onto the table.

In an instant, the clothes on his body moved without wind, and the surging momentum instantly enveloped the audience.
Chapter completed!