Chapter 650

Chapter 650 Contempt of the Poor

Walking out from the side door of the coffee shop, Ji Feng went around the front of the restaurant and entered through the front door.

"Welcome." A receptionist at the door politely smiled.

"Thank you." Ji Feng said with a smile. He could already recognize the reception lady as one of the girls that had greeted Xiao Yu in the back hall.

"Eh? "So it's Xiao Yu's brother …" The receptionist also recognized Ji Feng and couldn't help but smile: "Big brother Xiao Yu, why aren't you accompanying Xiao Yu?"

Ji Feng laughed heartily, "I'm just here to take a look at Xiao Yu's work environment. I don't want to involve Xiao Yu in her scolding."

"So that's how it is. Come on in." The receptionist pursed her lips and smiled.

Ji Feng smiled as he walked in, found a seat and sat down.

At this moment, a waiter immediately came over and said with a smile, "Handsome, what do you want to drink?"

Ji Feng raised his head and realized that the girl who came to entertain him was also one of the girls that Xiao Yu had greeted him at the back. He could tell that this girl was here to tease him because he was Xiao Yu's big brother.

Ji Feng didn't think that he had this kind of charm. He would attract the attention of the beehive as soon as he sat down, making the girls cry and jump up. These girls were interested in him, probably because of his relationship with Xiao Yu.

"A cup of hot coffee. Don't add sugar. " Ji Feng looked at his single eye. The prices of the various coffee and snacks were written on it. He casually chose one and smiled as he spoke.

"Alright, handsome brother, please wait a bit ~ ~ ~!" The girl smiled coquettishly as she spoke.

Ji Feng smiled and nodded, "Sorry for the trouble."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, then turned around and left.

Because it wasn't the peak hour yet, there weren't many customers in the cafe. Many waitresses in the front hall snuggled together and whispered to each other, occasionally glancing at Ji Feng who sat as steady as a mountain.

"Xiao Yu's brother is quite handsome."

"That's right. At first glance, he looked a little ordinary, but upon closer inspection, I realized that he really did look like someone worth looking at."

"Tsk, that's called temperament, okay?"

"He's quite handsome, just the type I like. If I didn't have a boyfriend, I would have gone after him."

"Stop being so infatuated. Such a handsome guy would definitely have a girlfriend, how could he expect you to act so coquettishly?"

"Pui!" This lady really likes handsome men, just that I'm addicted to flowers. What's wrong? "

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"

The group of girls couldn't stop laughing. They laughed until their flowers trembled, but they were also secretly moved.

In fact, Ji Feng had a composure that did not match with his age. More importantly, he had a unique aura around him, giving him a sense of majesty without getting angry. He looked both kind and reverent at the same time.

Compared to those young boys who were dressed even more like women, this temperament was simply too masculine. In particular, Ji Feng's clothes were not old-fashioned, but they were not particularly fashionable either. Just this ordinary appearance made him stand out even more than the other people of the same age.

These girls, on the other hand, didn't know that their whispers would occasionally be heard by Ji Feng, leaving him at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

He hadn't realized before that he was so popular among little girls.

Of course, after hearing this, Ji Feng could only laugh it off. Most of these girls were around the age of eighteen or nineteen, which was their time to play.

"Don't you have to work? All you have to do is laugh here and the boss will give you a salary, right? " A slightly cold voice suddenly sounded.

Those girls were startled. They looked at each other, secretly stuck out their tongues, and quickly went back to work.

Ji Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at the person who spoke. Even without turning his head around, he knew that the person who spoke was none other than the 'vixen' Zhou Jin that Xiao Hong called.

"What a tyrannical woman …" Ji Feng thought to himself. He looked towards the back of the hall, but didn't see Xiao Yu. It seemed that she was still changing her clothes, or perhaps she was busy with other tasks.

Zhou Jin came to the front hall and glanced around. Immediately, she saw Ji Feng, who was sitting at a table. She hesitated for a moment as her eyes rolled in her head. Then, she slowly walked over with a faint smile on her face.

"Mister, are you Xiao Yu's brother?" Zhou Jin came to the opposite of Ji Feng and asked.

Ji Feng couldn't help but laugh. Wasn't he asking the obvious? He and Zhou Jin had already met back in the back hall, and Zhou Jin already knew he was Xiao Yu's brother, what was the meaning of her asking him this now?

"Doesn't it look like it?" Ji Feng asked indifferently.

"Of course not." Zhou Jin said in a lukewarm tone, "But I'm very sorry, Xiaoyu has already started working, she doesn't have time to accompany you. We are also a place of business, so it would not be good for you to occupy a position here … How about this, you go back first or go find a place to rest for the night. After Xiao Yu gets off work, you can come find her, okay? "

As he said this, Zhou Jin's eyes flashed an almost imperceptible look of disdain: He really is a country b.u.mpkin, or a pauper. He's just like Xiao Yu, not knowing anything and still trying to pretend to be a rich kid. Did he really think that he was a rich and powerful person?

From Zhou Jin's point of view, the so-called grandeur and calmness displayed by Ji Feng when he sat here was all an act. He was definitely just like Xiao Yu, an ordinary family background.

This kind of person was what Zhou Jin hated the most. Since you are poor, then you just have to obediently go through your hardships and work as your labourer. Even washing the plates and washing the dishes, doing the labor work to pick up the trash, that's the life that you should be living.

Could you afford to pretend to be rich?

Since you are a poor person, then you should act like one. Don't think about slapping yourself to make yourself look fat, that would only make people look down on you.

Ji Feng's' pretentiousness' and calmness made Zhou Jin look down on him.

Besides, Ji Feng was also getting in the way here. Zhou Jin had already made up her mind that when the time came for work, the Lady Boss would come down to inspect the situation. At that time, she would have to apply some medicine in front of the Lady Boss, making Xiao Yu, that poor soul who wanted to pretend to be a princess, lose all face and get out of the café without even a salary!

Didn't you want to be poor and pretend to be rich?

Fine, I'll let you have a taste of being a rich man. If you can't even get a salary, you will definitely feel heartache, right?

But with Ji Feng here, if this poor b.a.s.t.a.r.d were to go crazy from seeing his sister bullied, it would be quite troublesome. As the manager's daughter, if she were to be pestered by this kind of person, what face would she have?

Therefore, Zhou Jin wanted to chase Ji Feng away.

She firmly believed that since Ji Feng was a pauper, he definitely wouldn't be able to afford anything to drink while sitting here. If he ordered something out of respect … Hmph, based on the price of this coffee shop, it must have been painful for him for a while, right?

Hearing Zhou Jin's words, Ji Feng slightly frowned.

What kind of tone was that? Why did it sound so awkward?

Ji Feng indifferently asked, "What? You can't just sit here without ordering something?"

"Sir, I am truly sorry. If you were a customer, we would naturally welcome you wholeheartedly. But you …" Would you like to find a place to rest? " Zhou Jin said in an indifferent tone.

Ji Feng couldn't help but be amused. He was also angered. "I'm sorry, but I've already ordered something. You can leave now."

"You …" Zhou Jin was stunned. Looking at Ji Feng's playful smile, she was so embarra.s.sed and angry that her face turned red. She angrily turned around and left, leaving only one sentence, "Take your time."

"Bam!"

Ji Feng suddenly slammed the table, and said coldly: "Who the h.e.l.l do you think you are! Call your manager over. I would like to ask, what's with your service att.i.tude? "

He then turned around and looked at Ji Feng, and said in a low voice: "You'd better not cause any trouble here, I'm not going to bother you for your sake, brother Xiao Yu. Don't fail to appreciate my kindness!"

"What?!"

Ji Feng looked at her in astonishment. He didn't know how to appreciate someone's kindness?

He was both amused and annoyed. He couldn't help but shake his head. He waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Let's go."

Ji Feng did not have the slightest interest in talking to this woman anymore. He was truly afraid that he would be infected and turn into an idiot.

"Humph!" Zhou Jin let out a complacent snort, proudly turned around and left, just like a rooster that was about to win. Ji Feng didn't know what to say when he saw this.

"Sir, your coffee!"

When the waitresses saw that Ji Feng and Zhou Jin were having an argument, they hurriedly brought the coffee over. Their voices were also slightly raised, obviously not wanting to make Ji Feng look bad, and indirectly swept Zhou Jin's face away.

Sure enough, Zhou Jin, who was walking away, couldn't help but pause.

"Big brother Xiaoyu, don't lower yourself to the same level as this vixen. She's like that, looking down on the poor …" The waitress said.

Ji Feng smiled as he nodded his head, "I got it, thank you..."

"You're welcome!" The girl immediately smiled and her expression slightly changed. "Aiya, the Lady Boss came down from upstairs. I have to go over now …"

Ji Feng smiled and nodded at the girl, expressing his grat.i.tude. At least ever since he came to this dark fragrant coffee shop, Ji Feng had only seen people who were kind to him, except for the head waiter in the front hall, Zhou Jin.

Soon after, he raised his head to look at the stairs on the second floor. A few people were walking down them, led by a woman in her forties. Strictly speaking, she could be considered a n.o.blewoman. Her clothes were simply too luxurious!