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Zhang Jun was so angry that he said, "It's impossible. Your boss gave me red wine worth more than 100,000 yuan. How could he not know me?"

The restaurant manager said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, I've confirmed with our boss repeatedly that this bottle of Kangdi red wine was given to Mr. Chen by our boss Dong."

"I never said from beginning to end that this bottle of wine was given to you. You are too self-indulgent."

What?

Give it to Chen Ning?

Zhang Jun widened his eyes and looked at Chen Ning, his face quickly swelling into pig liver...

Slap in the face!

What a slap in the face!

The restaurant manager's words made Zhang Jun's face burn, and he wanted to find a crack in the floor to hide it.

The restaurant manager said seriously: "Mr. Zhang, could it be that you knew my boss and my boss accidentally forgot you?"

"Or why do you tell me what kind of friendship you have with my boss? I'll check it with him!"

Yes, this is a final move.

Zhang Jun felt that his face was beaten to the point of being beaten!

If Tong Ke had not occupied a very important position in his mind, he would have been unable to resist turning against him on the spot and then left angrily.

He gritted his teeth and said, "No need. Since he doesn't remember my friend, then I don't have to make friends with him. My friends are everywhere, and there are not many more."

A contemptuous expression flashed in the restaurant manager's eyes. He thought that if he didn't know our boss, he would say he didn't know him. He insisted on pretending to be a fool. It's really unreasonable.

He no longer paid attention to Zhang Jun, but bowed slightly to Chen Ning's family and said respectfully: "Mr. Chen, just call me if you have any instructions, and I won't disturb you from having a meal."

Chen Ning raised his hand and the manager stepped down respectfully.

Zhang Jun looked at Chen Ning with complicated eyes: "I didn't expect that Mr. Chen was actually Dong Tianbao's friend. He still respects you so much. Kangdi red wine worth 100,000 yuan will be given as soon as he says."

Chen Ning smiled and said, "The face is given by others!"

When Zhang Jun heard Chen Ning's words, his heart suddenly became angry. He thought: What do you mean by saying this? Face is given by others, and face is lost by himself?

Is this saying that I am embarrassed?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun hated Chen Ning even more and more.

At the same time, he noticed that Tong Ke's eyes became more and more disdainful, and he knew that he had messed up just now.

Zhang Jun was secretly anxious, thinking about how to get back the shame and make Tong Ke look at him with admiration.

And at this moment, the door of the restaurant was suddenly kicked open with a rumbling sound.

Then, a group of men in suits and ties emerged one after another in shocked eyes of many guests in the restaurant.

These men all had buzz cuts, were all wearing black suits, all had expressionless faces, and every step they took was the same.

These people are calm, introverted, and sharp in their eyes. They are obviously masters who have received special training.

Dozens of men in suits immediately separated after coming in and stood in two rows.

Then, a tall and handsome man in a blue suit walked in slowly.

It’s Li Zhaolong!

Li Zhaolong was followed by two followers, one named Hei Jiao and the other named Lao Yao.

When the restaurant manager saw Li Zhaolong and others coming in full force, he brought a few security guards to meet him and asked in surprise: "Who are you, why are you doing this?"

Li Zhaolong smiled, as if he was disdainful to answer.

The black dragon with a burly figure tattooed on his neck, whooshed forward and kicked the restaurant manager in the chest.

With a bang, he kicked the restaurant manager so hard that he blew his blood and flew backwards, and knocked the security guards behind the manager overturned.

Everyone at the scene exclaimed.

The old monster with a small braid and a sinister expression raised his hand to point at Chen Ning and the others' table, and sneered: "We are from Donghai. Except for the people on this table, the rest can get out."

The diners at the scene looked at each other, then stood up and ran away. Everyone could see that the people came were not kind.

Several security guards looked at Li Zhaolong and his gang in horror, helped the injured manager up, retreated to the side, and did not dare to ask.

Song Bingting's family was full of panic, obviously not understanding who they were causing offense to whom?
Chapter completed!