Chapter Eighty-Seven: My Money Counts Interest

"Didn't bring that much money?" Hearing Du Hao's words, Zhao Qifei and Deng Miaofan were slightly stunned, and finally did not hesitate, and directly took out their wallets.

The two of them, a second-generation official and a second-generation businessman, are not the masters who are short of money, and Du Hao's Laozi is also the incumbent chief, Du Hao is still worth befriending.

Both of them paid for it, and Du Hao didn't dare to hesitate, so he quickly took out his card.

The three cards were handed out together, and the waiter took the three cards in a panic and quickly took out the POS machine.

Zhao Qifei looked at Lin Fan and smiled, "Dude, you can drink it, it's not interesting to just drink, do you dare to play something else with me?"

"Play something else, play what?" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Gambling stones...... Do you dare?"

"What?

As soon as Zhao Qifei spoke, Deng Miaofan and Du Hao next to him were shocked.

Although they have never played gambling stones, they have heard that that thing burns money very much, but risk and profit coexist, once a good stone is cut, it is also a lot of money.

In an instant, the two of them swallowed their saliva fiercely, looked at Zhao Qifei, and said in their hearts how rich he was, and he dared to play gambling with Lin Fan.

Finding everyone's shocked gaze, Zhao Qifei waved his hand again and again, "It's not that I'm rich, my Lao Tzu gives me that little pocket money every month, mainly because my dad just opened a jewelry store and got a batch of gambling stones, and many people have been playing in it in the past two days!"

"Oh! it turned out to be my own yard!" Zhao Qifei explained, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, Liu Ruping next to him glanced at Lin Fan, and immediately smiled, "Just him, a poor second generation, can he afford to play gambling stones?"

As soon as Lin Fan entered the door of the private room, Liu Ruping looked at him unpleasantly, looking at the stall-like clothes he was wearing, and then at the hairstyle, and the thin appearance.

At first glance, he is not a rich person, this kind of person is not worth making friends with at all, and what is even more annoying is that he actually drank Zhao Qifei down just now.

Seeing Lin Fan's arrogance at the moment, this made her very annoyed, and at this moment, she also wanted to take the opportunity to hit Lin Fan.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll give you the rough stone, if you win, yours, if you lose, it's mine, but you have to bet with me!"

Zhao Qifei smiled, and several people next to him also looked at Lin Fan with a smile.

Just as Lin Fan was about to speak, suddenly, the waiter next to him handed over the card and glanced at the three of them with some fear, "You...... Hello ......"

"Hurry up and get out when you're done!" Du Hao scolded angrily, and now the more he looked at this waiter, the more unpleasant he became.

"It's not...... Sir, you don't have enough money on your card!" the waiter said cautiously, swallowing hard.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stupid, and Du Hao laughed even more angrily, "What are you talking about?

As he spoke, he slapped the waiter in the cheek.

He had a very strong hand, and with a slap directly knocked the waiter back a few steps before stopping, looking at Du Hao with a frightened face.

"Drafted, call your manager to me!"

Du Hao only gasped for breath, today he really poured eight lifetimes of blood mold, and Lin Fan couldn't fight for wine, and the checkout exceeded his expectations, and now this waiter even said that the cards of the three of them were not enough, isn't this nonsense?

The waiter left quickly, and after a while, a middle-aged man came over with a few security guards, followed by the waiter, and at this moment, he looked at Du Hao with a look of fear.

"Why, so many people want to fight!" Seeing so many people, Du Hao was annoyed, and Zhao Qifei and Deng Miaofan on the side also stood up.

Both of them are famous young masters in Hill City, and they are really not afraid of things, the middle-aged man glanced at them and recognized them as Deng Miaofan and Zhao Qifei.

Although the backstage of the Dorsett Hotel is not soft, and he is not afraid of them, he does not want to offend them too deeply, so he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart for a while, and arched his hand at the two, "Young Master Deng, Young Master Zhao, I don't want to say more, I just ask you to settle the account, settle the account, you should have fun, you should make trouble, and your beating will be written off!"

"Write it off!" Du Hao was annoyed, and rushed up to hit someone, but Deng Miaofan hurriedly stopped him and shook his head slightly, "The Dorsett Hotel is not so easy to mess with!"

In just one sentence, Du Hao understood, this is not a soft persimmon, it can be kneaded by others, so he had to sit on the sofa angrily and let Deng Miaofan and Zhao Qifei deal with it, after all, this is a snake on the ground, easy to do!

"Manager, do you know what he just said? We don't have enough money, or are the cards of the three people together not enough for 6.85 million, do you think he should fight? Do you think we are the kind of people who are short of money?"

Looking at the manager, Deng Miaofan smiled.

The manager frowned slightly, took the POS machine from the waiter's hand and began to check, after a while, the results came out, and the manager said: "The waiter is not mistaken, your money is really not enough, the cards of the three of you add up to 1.2 million!"

"What?" After saying a word, several people were all stupid, Zhao Qifei was even more stunned, and shook his head again and again, "This is impossible, how can it be like this? My dad just gave me three million two months ago!"

"I don't know about this, you have a bank on your phone, you can check it!"

After the manager's words were finished, Deng Miaofan and the others realized it later, and immediately took out their mobile phones and began to check.

After a while, their faces were all black, Deng Miaofan spent a lot of money during this time, he spent 2.8 million in two months, and now there are only 200,000 left on the card, Zhao Qifei is slightly better, there are 300,000 on the card, on the contrary, Du Hao's card has the most money, 700,000.

"This ......"

The three of them looked embarrassed, and just when they didn't know what to say, Liu Ruping spoke:

"Everyone drinks wine, whoever drinks the most will pay for it, Lin Fan, you drank five bottles alone, you have to pay for the big head, and let the two of them take out the rest!"

Hearing this, Du Hao's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again, "That's it, Lin Fan, you have to pay for it, you have to pay for it, you have to drink so much, how can you make us pay for it?"

"Haha...... Isn't it what you call wine? And don't you say I'm a poor second generation with no money?"

Glancing at them, Lin Fan smiled coldly.

"You ......" Several people were choked by Lin Fan and couldn't say a word.

Indeed, the wine was called by Du Hao, and it was Liu Ruping who said that Lin Fan had no money, but now, they actually wanted Lin Fan to pay for it.

"I'll call my dad and ask him to send me some money!" Deng Miaofan scratched his head, very irritable, and Zhao Qifei on the side didn't dare to hesitate, so he hurriedly called.

"What? You scumbag, I just gave you three million two months ago, and it's only been a few days since it's gone? fuck off!"

As soon as Zhao Qifei's phone was connected, there was an angry scolding from inside, and in an instant, Deng Miaofan's face was red and ugly.

"How many times have I told you? Now is the period of the Strike Hard, don't make trouble for Lao Tzu outside, and figure it out by yourself!"

Deng Miaofan's phone call was also finished, and the words in it made Deng Miaofan's heart twitch hard, and he wanted to say something, but the phone had already hung up.

In an instant, the three of them were like defeated roosters, unable to say a word with their heads down.

"Or ...... That's right, manager, for the sake of my father's face, after a while, I'll come over to settle the bill for you, will I pay on credit this time?"

Deng Miaofan said in a low voice, but the manager smiled coldly when he heard this, "I'm sorry, our store doesn't give credit, if you can't get the money today, I can only call the police to deal with it!"

"Call the police?" came out, and in an instant, several people turned pale, they were all students, and if they left a case record at the police station, it would have a great impact on them in the future, even if their background was hard enough and their background was deep enough!

"Let's get together!" At this moment, Yan Xinran frowned and took out her card, although Liu Ruping was extremely reluctant, she still took out her card.

Lin Fan...... What about you?" Seeing that Lin Fan didn't move, Du Hao was annoyed and yelled at him.

Today, Lin Fan caused all this incident, and now he doesn't even pay a penny, which makes him angry.

"Why should I come out? You ordered the wine, and you beat the people, why should I come out?" Lin Fan smiled and looked at him with a stupid look.

"You ......" Du Hao only gasped for breath, but he couldn't say a word, so he had to hand the card back to the manager stupidly.

Soon, the statistical results came out, and Liu Ruping and Yan Xinran's money was still not enough, and there was still a gap of four million.

"Call the police!" The manager waved his hand impatiently, hummed and sneered at Du Hao and Deng Miaofan, only to feel very relieved in his heart.

"Alas!" Deng Miaofan sighed, he was also helpless at this time.

Yan Xinran's face darkened, she didn't expect that one of her birthdays would be at the police station.

But at this moment, suddenly, Lin Fan spoke, "I can give you the remaining four million, but if you want to calculate the interest, 10,000 yuan a day, will you do it?"

"What's that?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words, several people were all stunned, looking at Lin Fan with incredible faces.

"I said, I can help you with the remaining four million, but each of you will get ten thousand interest a day!" Lin Fan smiled, very happy.

However, seeing his smile, Du Hao wanted to hit someone.

When Liu Ruping, Deng Miaofan, and Zhao Qifei on the side heard this, they laughed on the spot, "Four million, can you afford it? Do you have so much money?"

"Don't worry if I can afford it, if you use me to help, write an IOU now, if you don't need my help, then I'll leave!"

Lin Fan smiled lightly, and was about to leave as he spoke, but was pulled by Deng Miaofan, and smiled kindly at Lin Fan, "Brother Lin Fan, what are you talking about, we are all classmates, you have the right to help us, the interest of 10,000 yuan is easy to say, I will write an IOU now!"

After speaking, Deng Miaofan immediately took the pen and paper from the waiter's hand and began to write, Zhao Qifei and Liu Ruping on the side also reacted, since Lin Fan dared to say this, it must be a score, without hesitation, immediately began to write an IOU.