Villain, Please Go Easy On Me (English Translation Pt.3)

442. Dancing Girl: Get Lost!

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Huashao still didn’t mean to let him go, “Just an excuse! If you need money, you can tell me. Maybe there are other ways to make money. Why do you use this one?”

Su Bei turned a white eye, “All right, you pay me and I’ll quit.”

As those words came out, his expression froze and he said meekly, “how much do you want?”

Su Bei pointed to the six children around him, “Enough to support my six younger brothers and sisters.”

Huashao opened his mouth, “I don’t have so much……”

Su Bei, “Bye. See you!” Without money, why trying to be a big man?

As he was about to leave, Huashao defended for himself, “I already gave you so much. And I also bought you a lot of things, didn’t I?”

“You fooled me! After leaving me, you went to be a cheap dancer!”

Su Bei had a slight twitch of his mouth. Is this guy’s year of birth bee? Buzz, buzz, buzz~

Then he threw some money in his face, “Get out of my sight.”

And Huashao said with disdain, “The money you made is dirty! I don’t want it! But since you insist, I’ll take it then!”

Su Bei had a more severe twitch of his mouth, “88, my hands itch.”

748, “Beat him.”

Su Bei turned to throw a slap in his face, and then left while Huashao was still stoned there not knowing what had happened.

For this kind of man who got some mental problem, a beating would be good.

Su Bei took the children to a very high-grade restaurant, and after this meal, he would turn stone-broke again.

But that’s okay. He could earn more in the evening. Perfect.

At the door of the restaurant, those children suddenly stopped.

The little girl with two ponytails looked at Su Bei and asked, “Brother Su Bei, we’d better not go.”

Su Bei’s eyebrows slightly picked, “Why?”

The few kids stammered, “We…we can buy a roast chicken and take it home to eat.”

Su Bei saw the piano inside. Come on! This is the place where I can meet my captivating object! How can I leave?

748, “Haven’t the host already given up the task?”

Su Bei tried to argue, “but I have the right to appreciate beautiful things, don’t I?”

He said to the children, “What? Don’t give me face?”

The little girl repeatedly explained, “We don’t mean that!”

Su Bei twitched his mouth, “Then go.”

The children were forcibly brought into the restaurant, when the waiter came up, he even didn’t look at them, holding his nose up.

When he asked how many of them, his tone was with a little perfunctory feeling.

The children all huddled behind Su Bei, kind of scared.

Su Bei gave the waiter an eye. This was not the first time he got looked down. What was there to be afraid?

He dragged the children inside, picked up the menu and began to order, in English.

Don’t people order western food in English?

The waiter was stunned there. Apparently, few people actually ordered in English.

Because in this age, few people knew English, and Su Bei was saying it so fast, he couldn’t catch up at all.

Su Bei raised his head and blinked, “What? Did I order too little?”

The general manager noticed the situation here and quickly came to handle it.

That waiter embarrassedly stood in situ and listened to the fluent dialogue of Su Bei and the manager in English.

Not long after the made the order, the dishes were served.

And, the manager said that the long-awaited piano performance would kick off.

Su Bei was cutting beefsteak for the children, took a look at the piano in the frontmost, should be worth a lot.

A little boy whispered, “Brother Su Bei is dope, he could say that kind of language.”