Supremely Talented Tyrant

No way, I've already bragged this much. There's no reason to give up now.

Now I can only let this guy get away with being so pushy. No worries, once I get these two beauties handled, I'll have someone beat him up to teach him a lesson for offending me, the young master.

The waiter had taken the Lafite and was about to pour it for Hao Jian and the others, but at this moment, Hao Jian snatched the bottle and laughed, "Why bother with such a fuss!"

Immediately, he tilted his head back and started to blow on the bottle.

Wang Mingquan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. It took him a good long while to react, and then he shouted, "Who let you blow on the bottle?"

If Hao Jian blows on it, who would dare to drink from it?

"Ah? Am I not supposed to blow on the bottle? Oh, I'm really sorry. When I drank beer with my friends before, we would each have a bottle and blow into it like this. It's way more thrilling that way," Hao Jian said apologetically, scratching his head.

Upon hearing this, both Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao felt like they were going to burst an artery. Can Lafite be drunk like beer? This red wine definitely needs to be savored slowly!

At this time, Wang Mingquan was also close to bursting an artery, but from anger caused by Hao Jian.

"You want us to drink your saliva?" Wang Mingquan yelled hysterically.

"Sorry about that, I thought each person would have their own bottle. Who knew you were so stingy, only ordering one bottle for four people," Hao Jian retorted with a sneer, making it seem like Wang Mingquan was the one being unreasonable.

"I..." Wang Mingquan was dumbfounded, nearly driven mad by Hao Jian. One bottle per person would be almost a hundred thousand yuan, and even if you order that much, can you drink it all?

It was clearly Hao Jian who was being boorish, yet he had the audacity to blame it all on Wang Mingquan—how could Wang not be furious?

"Sir, please lower your voice and sit down to eat. You're already severely disturbing the other customers. If this continues, we'll have to ask you to leave," the restaurant manager came over and said very politely to Wang Mingquan.

Wang Mingquan, resentful yet having no choice, sat down and then bellowed, "Another three bottles of Lafite!"

He decided to go all out—what's the big deal about money? I've got plenty!

Seeing Wang Mingquan fall for Hao Jian's taunting, Che Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to speak up, her eyes dewy and sorrowful as she looked at Wang, "Mingquan, I'd like to order some more dishes. I haven't had enough to eat."

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"Order!" Wang Mingquan declared majestically. He was now determined to cross swords with Hao Jian, blaming him for the extra hundred thousand or so yuan he had to pay, and resolving to put that amount on Hao Jian's account.

Wang Mingquan had already decided that later he would make Hao Jian pay, literally and figuratively.

Sure enough, another table of dishes arrived, yet Che Xiaoxiao and Yuan Shanshan couldn't eat even a third of it before they were full.

"Waiter, the check," Wang Mingquan requested as he pulled out a Gold Card from his pocket, and, in front of Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao, handed it to the waiter.

This should have been a routine action, nothing to make a fuss about, but Wang Mingquan managed to make it look extraordinary.

Because as he handed the card to the waiter, he did it in slow motion, deliberately passing it slowly, right in front of Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao, as if afraid they wouldn't notice that he had a Gold Card.

At this moment, the corner of Wang Mingquan's mouth also revealed a smug smile. It was during times like this that he felt most pleased with himself.

Yet Hao Jian and his companions found this gesture childish and ludicrous. It did, however, seem like something the profligate Wang Mingquan would do.

The waiter handled the card respectfully and went out to process the payment. A while later, he returned, his expression not as pleasant, "Sir, I'm sorry to inform you, but the balance on your card isn't sufficient."

"What? Not enough balance? How is that possible?" Wang Mingquan glared at the waiter. Just that day his father had transferred five million yuan to him, and he had checked it himself.

Then, sensing something off, Wang Mingquan inquired, "How much did this meal cost?"

"With the wine and the dishes, the total is 5,237,800 yuan. To round it down for you, let's call it 5.23 million," the waiter said courteously.

"5.23 million? Why is it so expensive?" Wang Mingquan was stupefied. Five million for a meal? Wasn't that a bit too outrageous?

The waiter seemed a bit annoyed upon hearing this, as it sounded like Wang Mingquan was implying he had eaten without the intention to pay.

"Sir, the prices of our dishes are all listed on the menu, which you should have reviewed before ordering. Moreover, our restaurant is a high-end private establishment, and our ingredients are air-shipped from around the world. The rarity of our ingredients is even higher than that of six-star restaurants, thus naturally very costly. You ordered three tables' worth of food, so the price is definitely reasonable," the waiter explained officially.

Fearing disbelief from Wang, he pointedly recounted the prices of the ordered dishes.

Items such as deep-sea Eight-Head Abalone, Martian baby bok choy, prime caviar, clearly indicated their substantial value just from their names.

Then Wang Mingquan's face turned green. He had never expected the meal to be so costly; he thought at most it would be around a million.

Yet, to his shock, it soared to five million!

"Are we all set to go now that we've eaten our fill?" Hao Jian asked Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao, acting as if he had completely misunderstood the waiter's words.

"Sure!"

Yuan Shanshan and Che Xiaoxiao stood up simultaneously, apparently also oblivious to Wang Mingquan's presence.

Wang Mingquan's face turned the color of bitter gourd, by this time utterly stunned. These guys were just going to abandon him after stuffing themselves? He had spent five million!

Shouldn't they at least show some face, inquire a bit?

"Don't go, please!" Wang Mingquan hastily called out to Hao Jian and the others, not wanting to be ruthlessly abandoned. If they left, wouldn't he be stuck washing dishes?

"What's up?" Hao Jian asked, feigning confusion.

What's up? Hearing this, Wang Mingquan nearly wished he could hammer Hao Jian to death. After spending over five million on him, he still had the nerve to ask what's up?

But all Wang Mingquan could do was to suppress his anger and say, "Could you lend me some money? I'm short."

"How could I do that, when you said you'd pay the bill? How could I steal your thunder?" Hao Jian rejected the request without a second thought.

Because he wanted Wang Mingquan to know there was a price for putting on airs!

"Sir, if you cannot produce the money for the bill soon, we will have to take you to the police station!" The waiter also said angrily.

Wang Mingquan looked both embarrassed and awkward, feeling the disdainful gazes from the people around him.

So Wang Mingquan got a bit heated himself, "I already spent five million, what's the big deal with chipping in a little."

"Your five million weren't spent on my account. It was you who wanted to treat everyone, wasn't it? That's none of my business," Hao Jian said, not giving him the time of day.

"I already said I was borrowing it, not that I wouldn't pay you back!" Wang Mingquan was getting frantic. How could this guy be so stingy?

"Alright, if that's the case, then I reluctantly agree," Hao Jian sighed feigning helplessness and asked the waiter, "How much is still owed?"

"About two hundred thousand," the waiter replied.

Hao Jian was about to pull out his wallet, but upon hearing the amount, he immediately put it back, glaring as he said, "No loan!"

Damn, two hundred thousand? That's enough for over a hundred trips to the hair salon.

Hearing this, the waiter turned to Wang Mingquan, sternly stating, "Sir, please pay the bill immediately! Otherwise, we really will have to call the police!"

"I'll pay you back the two hundred thousand, I promise!" Wang Mingquan pleaded bitterly, feeling utterly humiliated. When had he ever dined and dashed? He had just wanted to show off today, but ended up overdoing it.

"Skip the promises, just write an IOU. Borrow twenty, pay back fifty," Hao Jian said.

"You... you're taking advantage of my misfortune!" Wang Mingquan exploded with anger. How could anyone be so shameless?

"Oh my, you noticed? So, are you taking it or not? If not, I'm leaving!" Hao Jian was indeed taking advantage of the situation, but how could he not teach Wang Mingquan a lesson after acting so arrogantly earlier?

"No, no, no, I'll give it... I'll just give it!" Wang Mingquan nearly burst into tears from frustration. He had tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing his rice, having nearly four hundred thousand worth of food ending up in Hao Jian's stomach, and now he was being extorted for an additional two hundred thousand. At this point, Wang Mingquan was truly on the verge of murder.

"Bring paper and a pen!"

Hao Jian jubilantly told the waiter who soon returned with paper and pen for Wang Mingquan to write the IOU.

After writing the IOU, Wang Mingquan felt utterly dejected. That was five million, and even as a rich second generation, he couldn't feel nothing about it.

Not only was he out over five million in spending money, but damn, he was now in debt for another two hundred thousand. When had Wang Mingquan ever been so downtrodden?

Reluctantly, Hao Jian handed over his card to the waiter, mumbling incessantly, "Really now, pretending to be rich without money. Young people nowadays, they're just increasingly thoughtless."

Hearing this, Wang Mingquan almost spat out blood in fury. He had just spent five million and now he's broke?

Leaving the hotel, Wang Mingquan felt like life lost all meaning, whereas Hao Jian and Che Xiaoxiao were all smiles and laughter.

Forget about it. As long as he could woo the two beauties, even five million would be worth it. Right after, Wang Mingquan suggested, "Let's go to a bar! I know one that's open during the day, it should be pretty quiet around this time."

"No need, we have other things to attend to, we won't join you," Yuan Shanshan flatly refused. They had already scammed what they could, and she had no interest in lingering with Wang Mingquan any further for it was pointless.

"Wang Mingquan, you can head back now," Che Xiaoxiao's attitude also turned cold, not wanting to continue the charade anymore.