Chapter 13

Imperial restaurant.

Ye Chen leads Su Ruobing into the hotel.

The emperor restaurant holds the core idea that customers are God. First, regardless of whether people have money or not, etiquette should be entered. Coupled with the well-trained waitress, they naturally greet each other with a smile and respectfully welcome them in.

When they came to a luxurious and luxurious private room, they sat down. The waitress handed the menu to Ye Chen, but ye Chen said, "give it to her, I'm free."

"Yes, sir," smiled the waitress.

"It's your treat. Of course you ordered it." Su Ruobing took the menu and handed it to Ye Chen. Do you want me to order? What if you cheat for a while and say I ordered everything and let me pay? I'm not fooled by you!

"There's no need to order. Order the delicacies, fish and meat here!" Ye Chen said impatiently. In order to prevent the waiter from thinking he had no money, he directly threw the waiter a bank card: "there are six digits behind the password card number. If the money is not enough, say again."

"Yes, sir." the waitress took the bank card in Ye Chen's hand and was ready to leave the room to place an order.

“...”

All points? Do you know how many dishes there are? You seem to have a lot of money "Wait, I want Kobe beef! Kobe lobster, Emperor crab, deep sea lobster..."

"Sir?" the waitress looked at Ye Chen.

"Give her some. Don't worry about money!" Ye Chen covered his face. You were born hungry in your last life, right! Don't say I know you!

"Yes, sir!" the waitress nodded with a stiff smile. Are these two hungry ghosts reincarnated?

After the waitress retired, Su Ruobing looked at Ye Chen and asked, "are you the rich second generation?"

"No."

"That's the rich generation?"

"No."

"Are you the son of a senior official?"

"No!"

"Who are you?"

"I am a cup of lonely coffee. I want to ask you why you don't look back, leaving only roses all over the street, which makes me lonely and sad."

"Ye Chen!" Su Ruobing angrily grabbed Ye Chen's waist with his Qianqian jade hand: "answer me!"

"I'll go to the bathroom." Ye Chen said and quickly left the private room.

As soon as ye Chengang left the private room, he turned around and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a black suit hurrying to Ye Chen.

"Manager, the owner of the card is him!" the waiter who originally ordered for ye Chen pointed to Ye Chen and shouted.

Ye Chen saw the waiter pointing at him, so he looked around and finally found that he was the only guest in the glittering corridor.

Ye Chen pointed to his nose and said, "are you talking about me?"

The manager quickly walked up to Ye Chen, groveled, handed a card prepared in advance to Ye Chen, and greeted him respectfully: "Sir, this is a little intention of the restaurant. As long as you take this card and spend in the emperor restaurant, the restaurant will be 40% off."

He was the manager of the imperial restaurant. When he was just patrolling, he saw the waiter holding a bank card, but the waiter couldn't see which bank issued the bank card, so he asked the manager.

So the manager asked the waiter to show him the bank card. As a result, he didn't know. He was shocked. He didn't have time to explain to the waiter, so he asked the waiter to take him to the owner of the bank card.

"What? What are you doing? Are you sure it's not a fracture?" Ye Chen was stunned and didn't take the card.

He gave him an inexplicable card for no reason, or a discount card. What ye Chen thought, he felt there was something wrong.

"Sir, this is your bank card, isn't it?" the manager handed a bank card to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took the bank card, saw it clearly, and immediately covered his face with his hand.

The bank card in Ye Chen's hand is purple. There is no bank logo on it. There is only a vivid five grasping dragon on the front and a grid earth on the back.

what the hell! I said why I gave me the VIP card of their restaurant. My feelings are all this bank card: "manager, in fact, I want to say, I got the wrong card. Can you forget that I have this card? In fact, I'm very poor!"

“....”

Are you poor? Do you know you have a Tianka in your hand! That's the amount used by the state to deposit the Treasury! Who owns this card, isn't that rich? You told me you were poor? If you're all poor, what are we? The manager slandered.

When he can be the manager of the imperial restaurant, his food is not for nothing. People with this card can count all over the world except the national finance department.

And all of them are bad masters. Among those who have Tianka, ye Chen is a bad master.

The manager heard from ye Chen's words that he liked to keep a low profile, so he said with a smile: "understand, this is just an ordinary bank card."

"Now that you understand, you can help you. By the way, serve the dishes quickly so that the one inside won't be hungry. Take the VIP card to the person inside. I don't need it." Ye Chen waved his hand as if to say, you can leave! Don't bother me.

With that, ye Chen went to the bathroom.

"Good! Have a good meal, sir." when the manager saw that ye Chen had gone far, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his face: "Xiao Liu, pour me a glass of water."

...

When ye Chen came to the bathroom and was ready to go in, a beautiful figure came out of the women's bathroom on the other side.

Out of habit, ye Chen. Subconsciously took a look, and she also took a look at Ye Chen.

Suddenly, they looked at each other.

Ling Mengxi? Why does she come here for dinner? Ye Chen couldn't help being curious.

Ling Mengxi flashed a doubt in her eyes, then came over and asked, "how did you come here? Was it brought here by that rich lady?"

This place, this bastard has money? Maybe she was kept by that woman! Ling Mengxi looked at Ye Chen coldly.

Ye Chen didn't speak, but looked at Ling Mengxi calmly.

"I ask you something!" Ling Mengxi said coldly.

Ye Chen still didn't speak, then turned and entered the bathroom.

"Ye Chen, you stand here, why don't you dare to answer me? What else can you do except choose to escape! Also, I tell you, don't think I can get me if I marry you. I tell you, it's never possible! All you can have is the title of a husband! My people and love, Yongye can't belong to you! You're just eating and waiting to die all day Idle waste! "Ling Mengxi shouted at Ye Chen "One year, one year at most! One year later, we divorce!"

Ye Chen still didn't speak, and there was no expression.

"Why don't you talk? Are you dumb?"

"Stand here! You come back!"

Ye Chen listened to Ling Mengxi's roar, ignored it, and entered the bathroom.

Ye Chen didn't know when a folder appeared in his hand. Ye Chen let go of the folder and wrote a marriage agreement on it.

Ye Chen focused on Article 6 of the terms of the agreement, which stipulates that Party B shall not speak with Party A (Ling Mengxi) in public.

Since you made it yourself, why do you forget it now? Ye Chen sighed.

....

meanwhile.

Magic people's Hospital, a VIP ward.

A mummified man was lying on the hospital bed. In front of the hospital bed, stood a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in clothes and shoes, and several people kneeling in front of the hospital bed.

The middle-aged man was condescending and looked at everyone with gloomy and terrible eyes: "where are the people? Where are the people I asked you to catch?"

"Guild leader, it's not that we are not doing well, but that man is really powerful. As soon as brother Chen went up, he slapped him directly into the dustbin and passed out. Not to mention us." a subordinate explained.

Afraid of Ye Chen, they stayed in a bar for a few runways all morning and didn't dare to turn out the leader of their real action from the trash can until noon.

"What? Slap into the dustbin? How could it be! Isn't Chen Bao a martial artist in the middle of body training? How could he be slapped into the dustbin?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Guild leader, it's true, and brother Chen's injury has been determined now. He's a vegetable."

"What?"

"Brother Chen was slapped by the man and broke all his meridians, bones and joints..."

"Waste, a bunch of waste! Success is not enough, defeat is more than! Go, let scar catch him! Dare to beat my son like this, I want him to know what life is better than death!" the middle-aged man roared.