Chapter 636： High price dinner

Yang Lingfeng hasn't been so angry for a long time.

In those years on Wall Street, he saw many of the ugliest things in the world, and at the same time, with the help of these methods, he climbed up step by step.

It is precisely because of these experiences that he was reborn and achieved what he is today.

He is very confident that there is not much in this world that he can't get.

Even if it did, it shouldn't appear in Zhonghai.

Yang Lingfeng took a deep breath and said coldly: "Do you think Su Xiyue can protect you? What I want, Yang Lingfeng, not everyone can stop it."

As China's more eye-catching younger generation, Yang Lingfeng has this capital and dare to say such things.

Even with the capital of the Yang family backed, in Zhonghai, even the other three major families in Zhonghai did not dare to do anything to him easily.

In this place of Zhonghai, Yang Lingfeng really has nothing to fear.

Ye Chen raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, shook the red wine glass in his hand, and said faintly: "Although I prefer to eat Xiyue's soft rice, but there is no waste to the point that she can protect it, but you really think you can eat it. Me?"

"I don't know how you deceived Xiyue, but you are a trash who eats Xiyue soft rice, and I haven't taken it seriously yet."

A sneer flashed in Yang Lingfeng’s eyes, and he said faintly: “I’m afraid you rarely eat this meal tonight. What you are proud of tonight is not worth mentioning in my opinion. It’s the gap between us."

Not worth mentioning?

There will be some time to make you cry later.

Ye Chen smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, took a sip of red wine, then put the red wine glass on the table, and said faintly: "If you change the place, I can hardly guarantee your safety now, but you are classmate Xiyue. For the sake of her, I gave her a face, so I thought I didn’t hear what you just said."

"Want to kill me?"

Yang Lingfeng laughed loudly, and said with a mocking look: "This is your trump card? The bravery single-handedly wanted to kill me?"

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

A chill flashed in Ye Chen's eyes and said lightly.

Yang Lingfeng's face became a little gloomy, and just about to speak, Su Xiyue walked in from outside.

"Mr. Yang, sorry, there are some things on the company side, I need to go back and deal with it."

Su Xiyue said softly.

"Work is important, Yuyue, the road is dangerous at night, should I find someone to drive you back."

Yang Lingfeng stood up and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang doesn't need to be so polite, it's enough to have a full-time driver like me."

Ye Chen stood up and walked to Su Xiyue's side, and said with a smile: "Then bother Mr. Yang stayed and settled."

Su Xiyue nodded, and turned to go out with Ye Chen.

Yang Lingfeng looked at the backs of Ye Chen and Su Xiyue with a gloomy expression, a chill flashed in his eyes.

"This sir, here is your bill."

At this moment, a waiter walked in with a stack of bills.

"Swipe."

Yang Lingfeng frowned, took out a credit card and handed it over.

The waiter respectfully accepted the credit card, swiped it with the credit card machine, then frowned, turned around and said to Yang Lingfeng, "Mr., your credit card balance is not enough."

"Not enough, what are you kidding me? I obviously have more than five million in this card."

Yang Lingfeng frowned, stretched out his hand to take the bill, glanced at the bill subconsciously, and then his pupils shrank slightly, his face ugly to the extreme.

At the bottom of the bill, the total amount turned out to be 13 million.

This meal actually ate him 13 million. Could it be that the food was not made of gold?

"Ye Chen, you cheated me."

Yang Lingfeng's eyes were full of astonishing cold air, and his face was slightly distorted, as he gritted his teeth and said, almost vomiting blood from anger.

He originally thought that Ye Chen would be a little bit black, and it would be a few million at most. Who would have thought that Ye Chen's hand would be so black that he would have eaten 13 million for a meal.

His money didn't come from a strong wind, and there was not a lot of working capital. The cost of 13 million yuan was enough to make him painful.

"Did you get the bill wrong."

Yang Lingfeng glanced at the price on the bill, took a deep breath, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

He is not a fool either, the prices of these dishes are even more expensive than he is abroad.

"Mr. Yang is really good at joking, how could my bill in the second club be wrong."

Hongyu walked over at this time and said with a smile.

"Thirteen million, doesn't Hongyu boss feel his appetite is too big?"

Yang Lingfeng looked at Hongyu straightforwardly, and said in a deep voice.

"President Yang, what do you mean, do you doubt the credibility of my second club?"

Hong Yu's face sank slightly, and he said coldly, "Mr. Yang, you ordered the dishes yourself. Each price is clearly marked. Why? Mr. Yang is looking at our second club to be bullied. Do you want to eat Bawang meal? ?"

"In this Zhonghai, no one dares to provoke my second club."

Following Hongyu's scolding, many security guards from the second club gathered from the side to this side, staring at Yang Lingfeng with enthusiasm.

An irritation flashed in Yang Lingfeng's eyes, but he did not act rashly.

Although he is not very clear about the background of the second club, he can almost guess some with his keen sense of smell.

He first came to Zhonghai, and the strong dragon couldn't beat the local snake. There was no need to offend the three big families for these little money.

"Boss Hongyu joked, how dare I, Yang, eat the overlord meal in the second club."

Yang Lingfeng took a deep breath, a free and easy smile appeared in his eyes, and said with a smile: "I just made a joke with Boss Hongyu."

After speaking, Yang Lingfeng took out another credit card from his body and handed it to the waiter next to it.

The waiter took the credit card, swiped it on the credit card machine nearby, and then nodded to Hongyu.

A smile appeared on Hong Yu's face, and she was also slightly relieved.

If it weren't for Ye Chen's order, she would not want to conflict with Yang Lingfeng.

Since Yang Lingfeng chose to back down, this result was the result of Hong Yule's opinion.

"Mr. Yang, welcome to come down again."

A smile appeared on Hong Yu's face, she reached out and handed the credit card to Yang Lingfeng, gave a sweet smile, and then led someone out of the box.

After everyone was gone, Yang Lingfeng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he kicked the chair next to him, his eyes full of anger.

"Ye Chen, you are ruthless, my thirteen million, not so easy to eat."

Yang Lingfeng snorted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

At this moment, the door of the box suddenly opened, and then a foreign man with blond hair walked in.