My street stall reaches all worlds

Han Cheng dodged back, a lot of soup was still splashed on his body, and his face sank involuntarily.

"What do you mean?"

"Damn it, there's no need to ask, of course it's finding fault."

Nan Batian was also a bachelor, and he opened his mouth to explain why he was here. The man with a cigarette behind him followed closely and said, "Han Cheng, you can actually order meals from the Dingshenglou on purpose. You can make a lot of money. Give me [-] yuan." Our brother Sanhuahua."

If Nan Batian had said what he said just now, Han Cheng would probably have given it, but now it's different, these bastards smashed his desk and still want money, there is no such good thing in the world.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said with a sneer: "Yes, I am rich, but you are not my sons of Han Cheng, so why should I give it to you?"

"I'm fucking your grandma, you still want to be an old man."

Nan Batian raised his fist all at once.

At this time, Han Cheng was no longer Wuxia Amon, he dodged with a flash of his body, and at the same time swept his right hand, grabbed Nan Batian's right shoulder, and sent it forward, Nan Batian immediately fell backwards .

"Fuck me."

Nan Batian's reaction was also quick, he reached out and grabbed the waistband of one of his subordinates, and he stood up abruptly.

"Little brat, you are so clever."

Nan Batian smashed his chest like a gorilla, and shouted: "Damn, grandpa will practice with you today, come, hit here."

Han Cheng sneered. "That's what you said."

The five fingers turned into fists in front of him, and he slammed straight for Nan Batian's chest. Anyway, he has already hit him, so let's have a good time. He was also dealt with by Nan Batian before, and the money was not stolen. There are eight hundred in one thousand.

Nan Batian also yelled, his chest muscles gathered in his chest immediately, and he was about to carry it hard to show his power, but in the next second, he regretted it.

Han Cheng's fist seemed to be carrying a gust of wind, which instantly tore apart his dense muscle layer, and rushed straight into Nan Batian's internal organs with unabated force.

"Uh……"

With a muffled grunt, Nan Batian backed up seven or eight steps, and threw a somersault on a brave spectator, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person fell to the ground.

"Big brother, big brother."

The two younger brothers hurried over to help him, Nan Batian was already unconscious, and seeing the two of them showing fear in their eyes at the same time, they carried Nan Batian and ran outside.

Han Cheng didn't chase after him either, anyway, today's task is over, he doesn't need to stay here anymore, why not go to the Dingsheng Building to have a good meal with him, and treat it as a reward for himself.

Kicking Lu Zhongxin's subordinates aside, he closed the stall under the complicated eyes of the crowd. Seeing that he was about to leave, the crowd suddenly parted like a tide, and everyone subconsciously gave way to Han Cheng. Han Cheng nodded and went straight Ben Dingsheng Building.

When I entered the door, I was stopped by the security guard.

"No one is going to tell the fortune, so get out of here quickly."

Han Cheng threw the hexagram stand on the ground, and said bluntly: "Sure enough, there will never be a shortage of things that look down on others in this world. You are not the same as a watchdog."

The security guard immediately became angry and grabbed Han Cheng by the collar.

"Who are you calling a dog?"

Han Cheng looked disdainful. "Can't understand human language? That's right, it's a dog."

"Damn, are you tired of living?"

The security guard raised his fist and was about to strike. At this time, a man in his forties in a suit ran out from inside.

As soon as he came out, he reprimanded the security guard: "What are you arguing about, Mr. Han hasn't come yet?"

Still holding Han Cheng, the security guard said with flaming eyes, "I didn't see it, but I saw this fortune teller. He's still swearing, so I have to teach him a lesson today."

When the manager heard that it was a fortune teller, his face immediately changed, and he slapped the security guard aside.

"May I ask if this is Mr. Han?"

Han Cheng dusted off his clothes, and said lightly, "That's right, I'm the one who ordered your emperor bag."

The manager's face turned red all of a sudden, he was completely excited, the emperor packs sixty-eight thousand eight thousand, and in this small place of Dongzhou, he doesn't meet a few in a year, and when he saw one coming, he almost offended him.

"Mr. Han, don't be angry. It's because this kid doesn't know Taishan. Our food and drink are ready. Please come in, Mr. Han."

Han Cheng didn't move.

He glanced at the security guard and said coldly: "It's okay to let me in, let this person go out immediately, or I won't eat this meal."

The security guard has a good relationship with the manager, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to speak to the manager like that just now, and now hearing that he is Han Cheng, he can't help feeling a little flustered.

After all, they ordered [-] takeaways just now, such a big customer is almost rare in a hundred years, how could the manager let it go.

He hurriedly lowered his head and said: "Mr. Han, I'm sorry, my dog's eyes look down on people, and I'm not a human being. Please also ask Mr. Han to hold me up a notch."

Han Cheng glanced at him coldly, and said expressionlessly: "A dog will always be a dog. I, Han Cheng, don't have the patience to talk nonsense with a dog. Today, he must leave or I will leave."

Seeing that Han Cheng turned around, the manager hurriedly grabbed him, and at the same time turned around and shouted: "Get Guo Jin out immediately, and he will never be hired. Mr. Han, please come inside."

Several security guards immediately began to pick up Guo Jin's clothes, and then kicked him out.

Han Cheng kept watching him walk away, and then nodded in satisfaction.

Since others don't regard him as a human being, he doesn't need to feel pity in his heart. If he has money, he will be awesome and do whatever he wants. This is a frankly joyful life.

Holding the millions in his cell phone, Han Chenghao was filled with pride, and entered the private room with his head held high.

"Hello, Boss Han."

The waitresses had already stood in two rows. Looking at the uniform heights and the row of dazzling red cheongsams, Han Cheng couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed.

It is indeed a high-end restaurant, even the waiters are so beautiful, the more than 6 yuan is really worth it.

Sitting on the main seat, Han Cheng couldn't help being a little excited. At this time, the dishes came, and the beauties on the farthest side took the dishes and brought them to Han Cheng.

"This is a famous dish in our restaurant. When the situation changes, please taste it."

"Oh?"

Han Cheng raised his head subconsciously, looked at the beautiful woman, his eyes met, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The beauty in front of him turned out to be his high school classmate Ren Xuebing!
Chapter 5: I don't care who you are

Ren Xuebing obviously recognized her too, and her pretty face blushed instantly.

This sense of gap is really too great.

When she was in school, Ren Xuebing was the school girl, her family was rich, she was good at studying, even the teacher coaxed her, but now she came here to work as a waiter, and Han Cheng, who was always poor and wanted to drink the Northwest Wind, unexpectedly changed As a guest of honor, although Ren Xuebing didn't mean to be jealous, her face felt like she had been slapped and burned.

He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Sir, please use it slowly."

Just at this time, another dish came in, Ren Xuebing hurried back to her original position, and another waitress came over with the dish.