72. Chapter 72 Most afraid of gangsters will know martial arts
"What would you like, sir?" the waitress asked, bending down.
"Two grilled sweet potatoes."
"Sir, we don't have roasted sweet potatoes here," the waiter said softly.
"You don't even have roasted sweet potatoes, you're opening a shitty hotel." Ye Xiong slapped the table and yelled fiercely.
The waitress almost cried with fright, and even her voice changed: "Sir, we are a big hotel here, don't we have such low-level things?"
"What does it mean to be low-level? Do you know how many lives sweet potatoes saved among your grandfather's generation? You have forgotten your roots. Do you understand? Let me tell you, what are the qualities of the waiters at your Fuhua Hotel? Do they understand the principles of human relations?
." Ye Xiong is like a nouveau riche, exuding a rogue and naughty temperament.
"If you want another waiter, this attitude won't work." Ye Xiong said angrily.
The waitress blushed and left.
Next, several waiters were changed in succession, and all of them were scolded by Ye Xiong. They changed one after another, and all of them left in despair. None of them could withstand Ye Xiong's poisonous tongue.
In the CEO's office, He Haodong looked at the scene on the surveillance camera, his face was livid, and his fists were clenched tightly.
Scarface, the lackey next to him, saw this and asked in a low voice: "Young Master Dong, do you want to send someone to kill him?"
"You go ahead and do it, I'll give you one million." He Haodong rolled his eyes.
Scarface walked aside in embarrassment, not daring to say anything anymore.
He has seen how powerful Ye Xiong is. If he goes up there, he can be killed with just one finger.
"Dong Shao, what should we do? We can't let him continue like this. We won't be able to do business." Scarface looked at the screen and said angrily.
"This guy is a gangster."
"You are not afraid of gangsters. I am afraid that gangsters know martial arts."
He Haodong thought for a moment and said: "Let the waiter hold him, don't offend him, don't give him a chance to get angry. This guy came just because he wants me to send someone to beat him, so that he can legitimately cause trouble. I won't give it to him."
This opportunity.”
At this time, he found that Ye Xiong started to order dishes. After changing many waitresses, he finally found one that he liked.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
"Master Dong, that guy ordered. He ordered thirteen dishes in total. The prices are ridiculously expensive. The whole table of dishes costs more than 50,000 yuan." A subordinate reported on the other side of the phone.
"Whatever he orders, it will satisfy him."
"Would you like to put some poison in the food?"
"You're such a big ****, you have a pig's brain. You know you're eating in a hotel, but you won't be careful?" He Haodong felt sad that he had such a subordinate.
That guy just wanted to make trouble, so poisoning him wouldn't give him a chance to cause trouble. Besides, he even knew that Wang Shu had poisoned the wine, let alone the food.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dong, I'll go arrange the arrangements right away."
Half an hour later, Ye Xiong's table was filled with a large table of dishes, all of which were delicacies from the mountains and seas and were worth a lot of money.
People around him were coming and going, all looking at this guy.
What does it mean to be a rich man? This is what you call a rich man. He ate 40,000 to 50,000 yuan in one meal and ate more than a dozen dishes by himself. How dare he ask for sweet potatoes just now?
Ye Xiong picked up the dishes one after another and tasted them.
"Where did you hire this chef? He's a pig. A whole table of good food has been wasted."
"Is this a bear's paw or a pig's knuckle? How can you eat such a heavy ingredient?"
"This is rock candy bird's nest. Damn, didn't you buy this rock candy on the street?"
"This ginseng stewed chicken has been simmered for too long, and the aroma is gone. It's a waste."
Every time he ate a dish, Ye Xiong had a venomous tongue. In fact, he didn't have a venomous tongue. Compared to him, this food was poorly cooked.
If Qiao Yang was still alive and saw such food, he would probably not be able to help but run into the kitchen and slap the chef hard several times.
There were more than a dozen waiters and security guards standing around, watching from a distance, but none of them spoke, and they didn't even dare to let the air out.
Now they have seen what a gangster is.
"Hey, what is this?"
Ye Xiong picked up a red and black long object and carefully identified it in front of him.
"Could it be an African scorpion, but why doesn't it have a tail? Damn it, it's a cockroach."
As if his butt was on fire, he stood up and spat.
"It's over, it's over, I will definitely be poisoned. I want to complain. Help, there are cockroaches in the dishes at Fuhua Hotel..."
He had a loud voice, but almost everyone on the second floor of the hotel heard his roar, and they all rummaged through their dishes.
"I didn't expect the hygiene of Fuhua Hotel to be so dirty. I won't come here next time."
"The food is not delicious and expensive, so I won't come here."
“The key waiter’s attitude is bad again.”
"Not to mention their attitude, they all look like pork chops."
There were discussions everywhere, and the whole hall on the second floor seemed to explode.
On the eighth floor, in the CEO's office, He Haodong was so angry that his entire face turned the color of pig liver.
Bang! He kicked the coffee table so hard that the entire coffee table was overturned and the glass shattered all over the floor.
"If you don't want to force me to go out, I will go out. I don't believe he dares to hit me."
After He Haodong finished speaking, he strode out of the office and went down to the second floor.
On the second floor, Ye Xiong was still making a fuss, demanding compensation from the hotel. Seeing this, one or two new security guards came out to show off and tried to take down Ye Xiong. They were beaten to the ground and could not get up.
"Ye Xiong, have you had enough trouble?" He Haodong walked through the crowd and came to Ye Xiong.
"You are hiding, why don't you stop hiding?"
There was a hint of amusement in the corner of Ye Xiong's mouth, and he suddenly poured a cup of tea on the table onto He Haodong's face.
puff!
His face was full of tea, stained with tea leaves, and flowed down from He Haodong's face. Combined with his face, which was red with anger, he looked particularly hideous.
The whole place fell into silence for an instant.
Throughout the second floor, you could hear a pin drop.
OMG!
Shaodong of Haotian Group was slapped in the face!
He Haotian was slapped in the face.
What is He Haotian? He is the president of Haotian Group, one of the largest conglomerates in the south of the Yangtze River. He is a well-known and handsome young man. He is both black and white and powerful. They have never seen anyone talking loudly to He Haodong, let alone splashing tea on He Haodong's face.
And it was in the Fu Wah Hotel, in full view of everyone.
Who is this guy? Doesn't he know how to write the word "death"?
He Haodong has been suppressing his temper, but now that he has been bullied to this extent, if he continues to endure it, he will become a coward.
"If I chop him, I will give him one million for whoever chops him." He Haodong was furious.
When people on the second floor heard that a fight was about to begin, they all stood up and stayed away.
The Fu Wah Hotel was originally Ho Haodong's base camp. In addition to the dozens of hotel security guards, there were also dozens of people from the West and North Gang. In total, there were almost hundreds of people.
Everyone wielded machetes and surrounded Ye Xiong tightly, and the atmosphere on the field was on the verge of breaking out.
Ye Xiong rolled up his sleeves and said with a faint smile: "I like fighting. I have tried too many ways to chop people. I haven't tried being hacked for a long time. Let me see how many of them are destined to earn a hundred dollars."
Ten thousand."
After hearing what he said, the dozen or so gangsters who were originally surrounding him all took a few steps back in unison, with shock in their eyes.
Ye Xiong jumped lightly onto the table.
In an instant, the clothes on his body were not moving in the wind, and a surging momentum instantly enveloped the whole place.