"Why don't you speak anymore, just blow it up."

Li Feng looked at the dumbfounded people, raised his eyebrows and said.

A crowd of people who eat melons: "???"

Isn't it...what the **** is blowing up, is there you who take the initiative to make people praise you?

Alva let out a sigh of breath and forced a smile: "You must be joking with us?"

Li Feng shrugged: "What are you kidding? What am I kidding about? To me this little money is not even pocket money."

Taking money to hit people is quite vulgar, simply intolerable, but it is undeniable that sometimes taking money to hit people is the simplest solution.

Just like now, Alva clearly wants to compete with him for financial resources. Does he want to say that it is immoral and vulgar to spend money?

If others use money to smash him, he will naturally spend hundreds and thousands of times the money back.

Alva laughed again and again, and then said: "Really, then I have to see if you have so much money."

When things develop to this point, he will certainly not give in easily, even if there is only one in ten thousand possibility, he will have to take a gamble.

In case he was scared away by Li Feng, but Li Feng didn't have that much money, wouldn't it be cheaper for Li Feng?

"Then open your eyes and see clearly." Li Feng sneered, turned his head and said to the waiter: "How many people are there in the bar? Is there a thousand?"

The waiter twitched his mouth, and said, "Do you have any misunderstandings about 1,000 people?"

A thousand people may not sound like a lot, but in fact, a thousand people standing together is quite shocking.

For example, if a class is counted as 50 people, one thousand people is 20 classes. What is the scene when all 20 classes are drawn to the yard and standing in line?

It looks crowded here, but due to the size of the area, the actual number of staff in the bar is about 200.

"Is there any, please tell me something," Li Feng said impatiently.

The waiter then came back to his senses and said, "No, no, about 200 people."

"Only 200 people?" Li Feng frowned slightly: "Although it's a bit less, it's not bad, so as not to scare Mr. Alva away in the first round."

The corner of Alva's mouth twitched, so who are you here? Why did you scare me away?

The others looked at each other too. Li Feng's tone was too loud, like some of the richest people in the world. What are you going to do here, not just £100,000? Who can't get it...well, most people in the room really can't get £100,000...

At this time, Li Feng said, "First, let's pay for 300 people, and refund more and make up less."

Everyone staggered and almost fell down, no...Do you have any misunderstandings about 200 people? Why are you serving 300 people?

Acting forcefully, deliberately acting forcefully!

The waiter said with a weird face: "Sir, that's it. There are not so many black parties in this bar..."

Although the business of Brave Heart is good, it won't store two or three thousand bottles of Black Fang. It's not just Black Fang that's here!

"It's easy to handle, you just give me a credit card at the black price, and then you give every customer present a drink of equal value. In short...I'll give it to me." Li Feng said indifferently.

"Okay." The waiter stopped talking nonsense. It would be silly if he didn't do the business delivered to the door. If nothing else, the manager must be the first to fire him when he knows it.

Soon, 150,000 pounds was swiped off, and the waiter respectfully handed the card back to Li Feng.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, and brushed out the £150,000 brow without blinking...

They don't know how rich Li Feng is, but he is definitely richer than most people present.

"It's your turn." Li Feng looked at Alva.

Alva's face has long turned into a pig liver color: "You are ruthless, I give up!"

After speaking, he turned his head and left, which was called simply.

To say that he can take out 150,000 pounds, but it will make him feel pain.

Regardless of his annual salary of 3 million pounds, according to the taxation system of country Y, he will have to pay more than 1.3 million pounds for taxes alone, plus pension, insurance, and other expenses, he can have a surplus of 1 million pounds per year. Up.

Ask him to put out 150,000 pounds at a time, just to make a comparison? His head is not flooded.

What's more, he knew that it would be of no avail after he took out 150,000 pounds, because Li Summit once again increased the weight, this is for sure!

At this moment Alva finally believed that he was just a poor man in Li Feng's eyes. Although it was difficult to accept, this was the reality.

His little friends looked at each other for a while, Alva just left without struggling? What a shame!

At this moment, Li Feng shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Alva stopped, turned his head and asked with an ugly face, "What else is wrong?"

"Did you forget something?" Li Feng asked slightly mockingly.

"What?" Alva frowned slightly.

"You said you gave everyone a bottle of Corona, so hurry up, everyone is still waiting." Li Feng smiled.

Alva: "..."

No... he has given up. Does this Huaxia guy still want him to give away wine? It's an inch!

"Of course, you don't have to give it away, but you will become a villain in everyone's eyes that doesn't keep promises. I'm afraid it will be difficult to come to the Heart of the Brave Bar." Li Feng spread his hands and sighed.

A group of customers nodded in agreement: "Yes, what has been said doesn't count. The Heart of the Brave does not welcome such people."

"People are responsible for what they have said, Alva, don't embarrass us from the Y country."

In the beginning, these melon-eating people were on Alva's side, but when Li Feng showed a strong performance and gave so much wine, they naturally fell to Li Feng.

Most people in the world like to cling to the strong.

Alva twitched his mouth and said stiffly, "I just forgot, thank you for your reminder."

When the voice fell, he walked to the bar and said to the waiter: "Swipe my card according to Corona for 200 people."

Anyway, he has already given up, why bother to beat the swollen face to fill the fat man? Spend less if you can.

As soon as he said this, the faces of all the customers showed contempt and shame.

The waiter also felt shameless, and immediately urged him: "Is it 10 bottles per person, Mr. Alva?"

There was a burst of laughter from the people eating melons.

It's a little cool to get things done like falling into the hole...

Alva turned dark, gritted his teeth and said: "...a bottle!"

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter smiled slightly and swiped away 1,000 pounds after receiving the card.

After the POS machine spit out the small ticket, Alva grabbed the bank and sullenly pushed the crowd away and left the bar.

As he walked out of the bar, a handsome man wearing a bowler hat and a black tuxedo passed him by and walked slowly into the bar.

At the same time, DJ shouted out the wine delivery by Li Feng, cheers and whistles broke out, and the atmosphere in the bar was almost boiling.

"Well, it's an atmosphere that makes blood boil." The man in the tuxedo smiled slightly, and then his eyes moved in the crowd.

Finally, when the man in the tuxedo saw Alice in front of the bar, his eyes lit up and locked her, and walked towards her slowly.