Inside the package room, are mocking voices, people like Alex ready to give money, you still pretend what ah?
"You're sick, aren't you? He's ready to pay, why are you pretending? scrambling to pay the bills and ending up with no money, right?" The manager scowled.
"Really, what's with all the disgusting people?" The other students were filled with disdain.
This meal is fifty or sixty thousand dollars, can you afford it? Don't give it up go back to kneeling
"Honey..." startled Yvette, she bit her lips and whispered, "Honey, I have money in my card, use this..."
Yvette knew that Chuck was grieving, she was distressed, so she would pay for this.
"No, swipe the card." Chuck shook his head.
"Do you really want me to swipe your card? I'll tell you what this meal is, it's over sixty thousand." The manager came over with a frown on his face.
"If he wants to swipe his card, let him swipe it, anyway, bull ah, a meal is just a meal, it's nothing to someone." Ben sneered.
"I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I think I'll be able to do it." A classmate "kindly" reminded.
Alex sneered, pretending to be pushy is too much!
The manager took the card down and he showed banter, "Really wanna swipe it, don't feel bad."
He turned to give the card back to Alex, but Chuck spoke up, "Wait, you didn't even ask me what I wanted? Are you leaving? You're not doing a professional job as a manager."
"What? What did you say?" The manager turned his head with a frown, the other students were a bit startled, what?
What can he get you? What does this mean?
"How did your owner let you be the manager? I let you swipe my card, how are you going to do that when I didn't even order anything?" Chuck said indifferently.
"What do you mean? You want anything else? It's already over sixty thousand dollars for this meal today, and you're still ordering, do you have that much money?" The manager sneered.
"You don't have the right to know how much money I have, so reorder all the dishes you just ordered again," Chuck said.
There was an uproar in the private room, reordering again? That's over 100,000!
"What's this pretence?"
"I don't know, the kid's out of his mind, isn't he?"
These people were discussing, and their words were all mocking Chuck.
Order another one? It's over a hundred thousand, not a few hundred thousand.
"You want to buy us another meal? Yes, I will as you wish!" The manager laughed, he was scoffing, isn't it good enough for someone to order food? What's wrong with having food?
Alex was stunned, the sneer outlined on his face even more pronounced, over a hundred thousand? Can you afford it?
You think you're me?
"No, I think you have misunderstood me, I am asking you to recreate the dish you just made, I am not asking you to eat it, and as for you I didn't plan to buy the food I just ate, and I won't, I gave you the card to swipe the portion I ordered." Chuck shook his head.
The manager was annoyed, "What do you mean?"
The other students were also a little fired up.
Alex's face was gloomy.
"My wife has already paid for the food just now, and you guys still want me to pay for your food? Are you entitled to have me give?" Chuck looked at them.
"You!" The manager snapped, "Are you playing me?"
"Yeah, what do you mean? Buy the bill together, why wouldn't you?"
The booth was full of snapping voices, which totally belittled them!
Why don't you let them eat after they order?
"Didn't get my point? What kind of manager are you? Want to have your boss come over." Chuck said, Yvette had been stunned, looking at Chuck's confident eyes, her heart suddenly pounded, like a deer bumping.
"You!" The manager stared at Chuck, "You want to cause trouble, right?"
"I order my food, and this is a disturbance in your eyes? You don't want to be a manager anymore, do you?" Chuck's eyes narrowed.
The muscles on the manager's face were twitching, he couldn't afford to have this hat pinned down, and if his own boss heard about it, he couldn't continue with this managerial position that he had a hard time getting into.
"Do as he says," Alex said, his eyes staring at Chuck, his heart sneering, so pretend, more than 60,000,
"Fine, you pretend!" The manager nodded through clenched teeth.
"Don't do the food yet, do it at 9pm sharp!" Chuck said.
The manager hummed lightly and took his card and went out.
"Today's yahoos are good, let's go to the bar next! You're so rich, you shouldn't be able to refuse!" Alex looked at Chuck.
The other students were staring at Chuck, they felt their faces burning, they had been slapped several times by invisible slaps, unpleasant, annoying, angry!
"Honey, are you going?" Chuck smiled and asked.
"Where you go, husband, I'll go," Yvette whispered, Chuck's indifferent appearance, Yvette really felt a great sense of security.
Her own husband had really changed.
"Okay, let's go to the bar!" Chuck was fine with it, he wanted to have fun with this Alex today too!
Alex smirked.
"But what about the food you ordered, husband?" Yvette was distressed, after all, several tens of thousands.
"Someone will eat it," said Chuck, ordering it to be made at nine o'clock in the evening, so that Yolanda and the other employees can come over to eat, after all, the square has improved, so it is time to treat them.
Just give Yolanda a call later, how could no one eat when the food was ordered?
"Honey, I'll pay for this and I'll transfer it to you later, okay?" Yvette whispered.
"No need." Chuck smiled.
"Okay," Yvette nodded.
Soon the manager swiped his card over, and the other students looked at the manager, wanting to ask if it was really swiped.
Ben asked, "Really swiped."
The manager nods, "Yeah.".
He just thought that there wouldn't be enough money in Chuck's card, but he didn't think it was enough, it really was, but there shouldn't be much left.
The class president and the other students stared at Chuck, their hearts underestimating the heartache, right?
Chuck took the card, and so did Alex, "Let's go, I know a bar that's particularly good."
The other students stared at Chuck for a few moments and walked out unhappily, at this time, Yvette, who had finished using the toilet, came over, confused," What's going on?"
"Let's go and hang out at the bar." A student said.
"Yeah, it's good to go to a bar." She followed her classmates down the stairs, a little excited, she wasn't the one paying anyway, she looked back at Yvette with disdain.
Chuck and Yvette naturally followed out, everyone went to the parking lot, the class president said. "Alex, I'll take your car alright, I haven't taken your Land Rover yet."
"I'll do the same, I've never been in a three Million plus car either,"
"I want it too."
A few students came together, Alex pressed the car keys, some students couldn't wait to sit in, feel the luxury of the Land Rover, but more than ten how can 20 students fit in there? There were only three or four people driving the car.
"The others take the car of a classmate who has a car alright," said Alex.
"Xiao Wang, I'll take yours okay," some students went to take the other students' cars.
But there were three others who couldn't help it and impatiently went to Yvette's car, "Open the car, we'll take your car alright,"
Yvette did not refuse, after all, are classmates, she pressed the car key, the three students sat in.
The class president who sat inside the Land Rover laughed, "I thought he was so cool, at least to drive a Porsche, but also just sit in his wife's Mercedes. He's a real piece of work! The money just now was all spent on you, Yvette, right?"
"You're sick, aren't you?" Yvette was annoyed.
"I'm not sick, I just don't think he's worthy of being so cool and only riding in a 300,000-plus car,"
"That's right, if it's so awesome, he should at least be in a car that starts at a Million!" The other students laughed.
"I did, but I didn't drive over," Chuck said.
"You did?" Ben scowled, "Would you ever drive over here?"
If they had, they would have driven over here and pretended to be something else!
"That's right if you have you now drive over if you do not drive over then its pretending words who will not say ah!"
The jeering voices of her classmates didn't make Yvette blush or feel ashamed, she was just curious about what kind of car her husband was talking about. She remembered he seemed to have said that he had a car, but she didn't listen much at the time.
"What kind of car do you have?" Alex smiled.
"It's Slightly more expensive than this one of yours," Chuck said.
"Fake it, do you know how much Alex's car costs? I went along with Alex's car to pick it up, and the full price is close to four Million!" Ben snickered.
"Only four Million? That's really more expensive than this one of yours." Chuck said.