Master Luo squinted, tapped his fingers on the tabletop, and stared at the two people who stopped, "What, do you want to eat the overlord meal?" ”

Ha?

The angry two were stunned at the same time, what overlord meal?

"I ordered, drank tea but didn't pay a penny and wanted to leave? Don't you still claim to be the chairman of a group, and you can't afford to spend such a little money? ”

Master Luo leaned back in his chair, raised his eyes lazily, and poured out his extravagance.

Feng Hui couldn't wait to strangle this person, he obviously had such a good-looking face, but he was so bad.

Holding back his anger, he took out the wallet from his bag, took out a stack of red Grandpa Mao, and threw it on the table of Master Luo, and said viciously.

"Take it."

After saying that, I was ready to go.

"Stop." Master Luo's fingers tapped on the tabletop.

Feng Hui turned his head with a sneer, "What's the matter?" ”

When he goes back, he must find someone to clean up this slut.

Master Luo didn't pay attention to his reaction at all, pointed to the money on the table, and spit out two words with his beautiful red lips.

"Not enough."

！！！

A group of nervous onlookers couldn't turn their brains a little and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

No, they thought she was deliberately trying to embarrass the other party.

How can I say that the owner of my own restaurant, when he comes to have a meal, is caught by a guest and keeps chattering, and it is normal to find the venue, but what is going on now?

Feng Hui didn't know how to react for a while.

Jin Yanzhi squinted lightly and said, "He has no cash." ”

Master Luo looked at the cash on the table in disbelief, "Isn't it the chairman?" So poor? ”

Feng Hui, who had mocked them for being poor, was about to run away.

The other people present were also in a trance, and that stack was tens of thousands to say the least, which is also called poverty?

Do you have any misunderstanding about poverty?

A lot of people have less than five thousand in cash, deep lemons.

It turns out that they don't even deserve to be poor, it's so miserable, I suddenly want to cry, no, I suddenly hate the rich.

Feng Hui had never been so angry, his face was swollen to the color of pig liver, and his neck was even more bruised, he wanted to have a seizure, but he couldn't find a conversation at all, and he really didn't have any cash on him.

Wrong.

He's got a card.

Hurriedly took out his wallet, took out a silver card and threw it over: "Here is 100,000, I will reward you, don't look for it." ”

With a face that gave you a lot of money, Lao Tzu looked like money, standing there full of pride, wanting to wait to see Master Luo's surprised eyes.

Master Luo was indeed surprised.

It's not that he's generous, it's...

Flipping through the menu below, it's good, cat poop coffee is indeed marked with a cup of 4888, she remembers correctly.

In other words, two cups are almost 100,000, plus the woman who provoked her before ordered two dishes of more than 2,000.

Just looking at these two things, it's already over 100,000.

So, where does this sense of superiority come from, and I think it's a lot of 100,000?

Seeing that the other party didn't notice it at all, he silently handed over the menu and motioned him to look at it himself.

Feng Hui didn't understand what she meant, and wanted to be sarcastic, but the female companion pulled his hand, looking a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

Isn't it usually like a spend, how can this only be 100,000.

Really, wait.

"We haven't seen cat coffee, why do we have to pay, tea and snacks are already enough."

I almost got into it.

Master Luo blinked, looked back at the table behind him, two cups of tea and two plates of snacks, emmm...

After being silent for a second, he changed the topic seriously: "Then let's talk about my mental damage fee." ”

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