Seeing Xiao Feng sitting in front of the piano, Han Qianhui said with a question mark on her face.
"Hey, it looks like he wants to play the piano?"
"Do you know what kind of piano this is? Do you know where Dorumi is? Hahaha..."
Qiao Chuchu laughed sarcastically, while the other men and women also looked contemptuous.
Mr. Qiao was a famous piano prince back then. If you dare to do anything in front of him like this, you are really looking for abuse.
"Hey! Don't move."
"This piano costs millions. Can you afford to pay for it if it's damaged?"
When the restaurant manager saw this, he quickly stopped him.
"Xiao Feng, come down quickly."
Han Qianhui also greeted him, and it was very embarrassing to see him in public.
"Hahaha...it's interesting."
Qiao Ziming laughed and said, "It's okay, just let him play. I'll see what new tricks he can come up with."
'when!'
Xiao Feng slammed the piano, making a harsh noise.
Then he started to play the piano, 'Doo, me, doo, doo, me, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo...'
"Hahaha…"
Everyone in the audience burst out laughing, and Qiao Chuchu even laughed so hard.
"Oh my god, I'm so ridiculous..."
"What the hell is this? Two tigers, nothing more."
"This is really a master, I worship you, hahaha..."
Han Qianhui's face turned green. Xiao Feng actually played "Two Tigers". Isn't this humiliating himself? It's better not to go up.
The restaurant manager and waiters were laughing so much that this guy was such a tease.
Qiao Chuchu covered her stomach and said, "Oh, Qian Hui, what kind of thing does the Han family raise? He is stupid..."
'Dang...dang...'
Suddenly, the piano sounded again, and the notes came one after another.
Xiao Feng closed his eyes and his fingers flew rapidly on the piano. He played the music selflessly, as if the whole world was brought into the sound of the piano.
The mocking smiles on everyone's faces slowly began to solidify, and finally turned into stunned silence.
Everyone stared in disbelief at Xiao Feng playing in front of the piano, each note stimulating the hearing of everyone in the audience.
Han Qianhui covered her mouth with her hands and looked at all this in disbelief, as if she had seen the most incredible thing.
Qiao Chuchu was even more stunned. How could he have such good piano skills? Isn't this guy a loser?
Every note is just right, and the whole song will completely arouse people's emotions. It can be called a pinnacle work.
A few minutes later, when Xiao Feng finished his song, the entire restaurant was completely silent. Everyone was still immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate themselves. It was simply perfect.
‘Pah…pah…’
Suddenly there was applause, and the restaurant manager was extremely excited and clapped: "It's actually...the third movement of the Pathetique, which is still the most difficult revision."
"Master, this is a real piano master. I didn't expect... that I could hear such a perfect pathos music with my own ears."
As an old pianist, he knew very well how difficult this piece of music was.
Although "For Alice" played by Qiao Ziming before is a world-famous song, its difficulty cannot be compared at all.
At this time, Qiao Ziming's face was distorted. He naturally knew this classic song, but he couldn't play it at all because it was too difficult, especially this revised version that was already perverted to a certain extent.
It's just that he can't figure out why this damn Xiao Feng is so good at playing the piano? He really wants to step forward and show off his talent, but... he has been completely blown away.
Xiao Feng stood up and slowly walked towards Han Qianhui under the astonished eyes of everyone.
"Sister Qianhui, we met when we were eight years old, and it has been fourteen years now."
Xiao Feng said affectionately: "You have taken care of me since I was a child, and now I take care of you. This is the first gift I give you. I hope you like it."
He gave Han Qianhui the San Mao Donkey bag. When she opened the box, there was a small golden handbag inside, densely inlaid with various gems.
"Wow! So beautiful."
Han Qianhui's eyes were filled with surprise. She knew the handbag was worth a lot of money when she saw it.
"Let me go, isn't this... the 'Her Majesty' launched by Chanel for its anniversary?"
"Yes, yes, it is precisely because the Queen of England was the first to own it, so it is named Her Majesty the Queen."
"It is said that this pack is limited to only fifty pieces worldwide, and the unit price is over five million."
"Five million handbags? Oh my God..."
The young men and women around are talking about it, what is the concept of a five-million-dollar handbag? It is more luxurious than your five-million-dollar car and watch, and it is absolutely top-notch.
Xiao Feng grinned, shaking his head and smiling bitterly in his heart. This three-haired donkey really dared to spend a lot of money. The price was only five million, but he was serious.
"Is it so expensive?"
Han Qianhui was also shocked.
She thought it was 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. In her opinion, this was very luxurious. Five million yuan was unthinkable.
"I do not believe!"
Qiao Chuchu suddenly shouted and said ferociously: "This must be a fake. How can he, an unemployed vagrant and the stinky adopted son of the Han family, afford a five million handbag?"
"Yes, I heard that fakes are rampant now."
"I think it's 80% fake. The counters won't even sell this bag. They'll have to be auctioned."
The young men and women around him all realized what they were doing. They were pretending to be fake. It was really embarrassing. What the hell.
Qiao Ziming regained his confidence again and curled his lips and said: "Qianhui, have you seen it? Anyone who can give you fake goods has a fake heart."
"Impossible, this is the real thing."
Xiao Feng knew it well, and Sanmao Donkey didn't dare to deceive him with fake goods.
"show me!"
While the two sides were arguing, the restaurant manager came over.
He picked up the handbag and looked at it carefully, his eyes widened and he nodded: "Authentic, this is absolutely authentic."
"What?"
Qiao Chuchu said angrily: "Do you know how to read it? How can this be authentic?"
The restaurant manager's face darkened: "Miss Qiao, are you questioning my ability? If this bag is fake, I will cut off the head and give it to you."
"you…"
Qiao Chuchu was so angry that her liver trembled and her hands trembled.
"Xiao Feng, let's wait and see."
When Qiao Ziming saw this situation, he knew that he would not get much benefit.
He grabbed Qiao Chuchu and walked out of the restaurant, and the group of young men and women followed him dejectedly.
Xiao Feng and Han Qianhui looked at each other, and they both laughed tacitly.
‘Bang!’
There was a sudden sound at the door, and a waiter said in surprise: "I'll go, the car crashed. Whose is the Audi R8 at the door?"
Xiao Feng quickly walked out of the restaurant and saw an old BMW x3. The front of the car hit the rear of the Audi R8, and the left taillight was shattered.
"Damn, that's so unlucky."
Qiao Ziming jumped out of the BMW and cursed angrily.
"Mr. Qiao, why are you driving?" Xiao Feng walked over with a cold face.
Qiao Ziming gave him a stunned look: "I can drive however I want, do you care about me?"
"I don't care, you just have to pay."
Xiao Feng smiled and stretched out his hand.
Qiao Ziming said in disgust: "Are you sick? How much should I pay you?"
'Didi!'
The Audi R8 made a sound, and Xiao Feng opened the door directly.
"The car is mine, what do you want to pay for it?"
"What?"
Qiao Ziming was stunned, and Han Qianhui behind him also looked shocked.
In the end, Xiao Feng paid him two million in compensation before letting him leave safely, otherwise he would have to beat the shit out of him.
Before leaving, Xiao Feng patted him on the shoulder and bared his teeth in a smile: "Learn a little, I call this more wealth and more billions."
Qiao Ziming's brother and sister were really hit hard today. They tried their best to prepare a grand courtship ceremony, but it all came to nothing.