The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 972 [10 Large Hemp Bags]

"Pfft!"

When this scene happened, many people almost burst out laughing.

0.1% discount?

This statement truly has no flaws.

"Hahaha, this sounds bold, but in reality, it’s so embarrassing. If Miss Qiu finds out he’s using fake currency to eat and making such an ugly scene, wouldn’t she admire Young Master Xu in no time? By then, Young Master Xu might reward me generously." The person secretly filming the video was laughing wildly.

But the owner gave a cold smile, "Discount, you say? I can give you a bone fracture discount."

Ye Chenfeng chuckled and said, "No matter what, we only have 24 bucks on us. Whether you agree or not, you don’t really have a choice."

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s rogue-like demeanor, the owner couldn’t help but laugh.

"I’ve finally witnessed how vain you people from the Divine Land are. Clearly out of money, yet using illegal fake currency to scam meals and drinks here. Truly a disgrace to Asia! I feel ashamed for you!" the owner of the Southeast Asian restaurant insulted.

Most of the people eating at this restaurant were from the Divine Land, and upon hearing the owner insult Ye Chenfeng like that, each couldn’t help but voice out.

"Truly embarrassing for us from the Divine Land, using counterfeit money. How can we hold our heads up in other countries?"

"Sigh, getting into embarrassing situations abroad is bad enough, but doing such shameful things right at home."

"Two poor souls, acting like big shots with no money!"

"Exactly, two big poor folks, not even taking a good look at themselves before coming to such a high-class restaurant?"

...

Listening to the various accusations and criticisms around him, Ye Chenfeng felt a chill inside.

He once read a report titled "Do Foreigners Really Look Down on People from the Divine Land?"

After some analysis, there was only one conclusion: It was the people from the Divine Land who looked down on themselves.

Nowadays, many places in the Divine Land treat foreigners as VIPs. Women throw themselves at foreign men, some bars or entertainment venues are free for foreigners but charge high fees for the people from the Divine Land.

Today, Ye Chenfeng really witnessed how much these people cared about the opinions of foreigners.

"Even if you have no money, gentlemen, you can’t use counterfeit money, right? That’s illegal!" the manager continued.

"Hehe, according to them, people from the Divine Land have no money but love to show off! They’re talking about you!" the security guard behind the owner added.

"Hahaha, even using the term ’show off’, it seems they’ve learned a good deal of the Divine Land language," the filming man laughed even more heartily.

"If you two gentlemen don’t respond, I might really have to call the police and the media for help. I’m sure the media would love to cover such news," the owner asked once again.

Ye Chenfeng lifted his head, looked at the owner and asked, "Then tell me, how can we settle this matter today?"

"On top of your consumption price, compensate a hundredfold, and today’s matter is settled," the owner stated.

"Hiss! One meal is 240 thousand yuan! That’s truly expensive!"

The sound of diners gasping filled the air.

Hearing this, Ye Chenfeng didn’t speak; he just furrowed his brows.

"Of course, you couldn’t even pay 2,400 with real money, so 240,000 is impossible for you. But there’s no choice; it’s company policy. Otherwise, I can only get the media and police involved," the owner said with steady calm and clear logic.

From Xu Hanwen, it was known that Ye Chenfeng was just a poor guy, so the owner was pressing Ye Chenfeng towards a dead end.

"Well? Sir, have you made up your mind?" the owner asked once more.

Ye Chenfeng simply closed his eyes, snapped his fingers, and said to Li Qiuming, "Old Li, I’ll leave it up to you."

Immediately, everyone’s eyes focused on Li Qiuming.

"Sir, you have money?" the owner asked with a sinister smile, but inside, a hint of panic emerged. If Li Qiuming really had money, the plan wouldn’t work.

Li Qiuming shook his head and said, "I don’t have money."

"Ha, so you’re also broke?" the owner burst out delightedly.

But Li Qiuming continued, "But I can borrow some. Give me a moment to send a message."

"Alright!"

The owner wanted to laugh even more at the thought of borrowing money.

It should be even more humiliating now, found using fake currency and now having to borrow money from a friend, losing face in front of friends too.

Li Qiuming calmly composed and sent a message, then smiled and said, "Alright, a friend is lending us the money; it will only take about ten minutes."

"Haha, ten minutes—we can wait, let’s see what happens!" the owner said with a sinister glint in his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng opened his eyes, exchanged a glance with Li Qiuming, and both showed a fox-like look.

Ten minutes later, the whole Southeast Asian restaurant suddenly became chaotic.

"What’s going on?"

The owner couldn’t help but ask.

The security guard coming from the first floor said, "Boss, a group of people just barged in from outside. We couldn’t stop them!"

"Da da da..."

As soon as the security guard finished speaking, a large group of people, at least twenty or thirty, appeared on the second floor. Twenty of them were carrying ten sacks, while the remaining ten were dealing with the security guards.

"Mr. Li, my apologies for being late!"

The leader of the group said obsequiously to Li Qiuming, looking as if Li Qiuming were his own dear father.

Ye Chenfeng and Li Qiuming both stood up slowly and said in unison, "Not late at all, just on time."

"Alright, bring the items over!" Li Qiuming ordered.

"Boom boom boom..."

Ten huge sacks were placed at Li Qiuming’s feet, making a tremendous noise.

Everyone looked at the large sacks, a bad feeling spreading in their hearts.

"Are you the owner?"

Ye Chenfeng asked, looking at the restaurant owner who appeared enchanted.

"I... I am the owner!" the owner replied in a quivering voice, as if there was an inexplicable pressure coming from Li Qiuming that made it hard to breathe.

"You wanted 240,000, right?" Li Qiuming asked coldly.

"Yes... yes!" The owner’s voice was noticeably trembling more.

"Open the bags!"

Li Qiuming gave the command, and his men untied the bags.

"Pour it on the ground!" Li Qiuming continued.

"Clatter..."

Following Li Qiuming’s orders, the men poured the contents of the bags onto the floor.

But when the contents of the sacks were out, everyone was dumbfounded.