The Goddess President's Personal Soldier King

"Let me ask you, did my sister break this?" Ye Chen pointed at the red wine that was broken all over the floor.

The waiter nodded hurriedly.

"How much do you want her to pay?" Ye Chen asked.

"Five...50..." The waiter faltered in reply.

"Call your manager." Ye Chen lit a cigarette again and said indifferently.

"Call...call the manager, it will be 100 million."

"It's okay, you can call." Ye Chen said.

The waiter hurriedly took the walkie-talkie and talked to the manager. The manager snorted and walked in quickly from the manager's room.

"You want to see me?" A fat middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen and asked arrogantly.

"Yes."

"You broke the red wine, if you don't lose money today, no one will leave!" The fat manager snorted coldly, as if I would chop you up if you didn't pay.

Ye Chen smiled. When the waiter talked to him just now, he clearly said that Lin Qingzhu broke the wine, but now the manager insists that Ye Chen and Lin Qingzhu broke the wine together.

Well, this method of slandering people is indeed high!

"How much do you want us to pay?" Ye Chen asked.

"100 million!" the manager blurted out.

"Oh, 100 million is easy to say, a small amount." Ye Chen said slowly.

The fat manager and the waiter glanced at each other, and they both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

But when the fat manager saw Ye Chen's clothes and the cheap cigarettes he was smoking, he was sure that this guy was bragging. Than!

"Okay, since you said so, then lose money." The manager raised his neck and said arrogantly.

"How about we go to your office? There are too many people in the lobby, so it's not good for people to see such a large sum of money." Ye Chen said very politely.

After thinking about it, the fat manager readily agreed.

Ye Chen took Lin Qingzhu's little hand and followed the fat manager and the waiter to the fat manager's office.

When he arrived at the office, the fat manager sat down on the boss chair, crossed his legs, his malnourished body trembled, and squinted at Ye Chen.

This guy doesn't look like a rich man in his clothes, can he really come up with 100 million?

It doesn't matter, if he can't get it out, he can take the opportunity to make his sister Lin Qingzhu sneak into the rules.

After much deliberation, in the end, it is yourself who earns money.

"Take out the card." The fat manager said arrogantly.

"What card?" Ye Chen asked.

"Such a large sum of money was transferred by credit card." The fat manager said angrily.

"Okay, we can do whatever you want." Ye Chen smiled, walked to the fat manager's desk, lifted his buttocks, and sat on it.

He unceremoniously glanced at a box of cigars on the desk, took out two, and handed one to the fat manager: "You smoke a cigarette first, and I'll pay you the money right away."

This bastard actually took his own cigar to curry favor with him, the fat manager snorted coldly.

If it wasn't for the sake of 100 million, he would never let Ye Chen touch his cigar!

A cigar can cost hundreds of dollars, and I usually don't want to smoke it!

"Boy, for the sake of your honesty, you lost money this time, let your sister stay with me for another night, or I will break your dog legs!"

the fat manager threatened.

The smile on Ye Chen's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a mass of coldness.

A cold light burst out from his eyes, as if it could penetrate everything!

"If it weren't for your sister's pretty looks, do you think you can lose money so easily?"

The fat manager obviously didn't notice the change in Ye Chen's expression.

Ye Chen touched his nose and said slowly: "Money, I will pay you right away."

His eyes swept across the room, and finally settled on the safe in the corner.

Then he walked over step by step.

The fat manager raised his head, "Hey, kid, what are you doing?"

Ye Chen ignored him, flicked his wrist silently, moved his body, and then walked slowly to the safe.

The fat manager snorted coldly, "Boy, do you still want to open my safe? Let me tell you, my safe requires my own fingerprint verification, otherwise it won't break even if it is bombed!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Ye Chen asked, touched it, and then raised his fist!

Suddenly, the fat manager felt a powerful aura emanating from Ye Chen, and his fat body couldn't help but tremble.

The waiter on the side was also dumbfounded.

Lin Qingzhu showed a look of admiration.

boom!

Ye Chen's fist hit the safe hard, and a dull sound resounded.

With tremendous power, the fist directly pierced the thick steel skin and the concrete barrier.

Soon, wait for the smoke to dissipate before going to the safe.

There was... a big hole in it!

Very eye-catching!

Never expected that such a world-class safe would be blown to pieces with one punch!

The gravel and dust filled the air, Ye Chen fanned it lightly with his hands, and took out a pile of cash from it.

It is tens of centimeters thick.

"You order." Ye Chen threw the money on the fat manager's desk.

The fat manager nodded awkwardly, and hurriedly stood up to count the money.

Wiping cold sweat while counting money.

Five minutes later, the fat manager finally counted the money.

"Total...a total of 18..." The fat manager said cautiously, wiping away his cold sweat, the arrogance he had at the beginning had long since disappeared.

"How far is it from 100 million?"

"82." The fat manager replied tremblingly.

"Take out your card." Ye Chen said calmly.

The fat manager hesitated for a moment, but facing Ye Chen's power, he finally took out his card.

Ye Chen is the only one in this world who uses other people's money to compensate others!

"How much money does Cary have?" Ye Chen asked.

"Two... 20."

"A total of 38, and I still owe you 62." Ye Chen took a puff on his cigarette and said, "How much do you think one of your arms is worth?"

Hearing this, the fat manager sat down on the boss chair in fright.

"Brother, I don't want the 100 million." The fat manager begged.

"No more?"

"Yes, no more."

"No, no, tell me, how much is it worth?" Ye Chen asked sharply.

"brother……"

Before the fat manager could finish speaking, Ye Chen slapped him hard.

"Who the fuck is your brother!"

"Grandpa, please, Grandpa, I don't want it anymore, please let me go!" The fat manager begged.

"Okay, the one million thing is over, but now let's talk about another thing." Ye Chen said slowly.

"You... you said." The fat manager finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You guys bullied my sister and me just now, how should the debt be settled?" Ye Chen asked, puffing out a puff of smoke.

"You...how do you think it should be calculated?" The fat manager asked tremblingly.

"Qingzhu, how about killing them?" Ye Chen casually asked Qingzhu.