"I...get it...Grandpa Tang."

When Chen Qiong heard Mr. Tang's meticulous instructions, which sounded like those of a family member, she was already in tears and sobbing.

But even so, he still turned his back to the only person in the world who could be called a relative, forced himself not to cry out, and strode out with gritted teeth.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the most luxurious restaurant in this city.

Tang Shijiu simply booked the entire restaurant today.

He called all the beautiful girls in the restaurant to come to him, to serve him, to help him drink, eat meat and pick up dishes.

Looking at these charming and admirable beauties in front of him, Tang Shijiu felt very happy in his heart, at least that's how it looked on the surface.

He had lived such a life of debauchery for a very long time, and the pain he had experienced before was temporarily covered up by the daily debauchery.

"Master, drink. This wine is your favorite."

"You are really good at flattering me. Come, Master, have a piece of meat. This meat is also your favorite."

"Don't say anything to each other. The young master has been drunk and full by you two."

"Are you tired, Master? Do you want me to massage your shoulders and legs? Lianxiang's massage technique is very good."

"How dare you say that about others? Go and give the young master a shoulder massage. I'll give him a massage."

A group of girls surrounded Tang Shijiu and complimented him generously.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

"Today, the young master is in a good mood, and everyone will be rewarded handsomely."

As he said this, Tang 19 waved to the servant beside him.

The servant understood Tang Shijiu's meaning instantly. After all, he had always followed Tang Shijiu. So he took out a large bag of golden spirit stones and threw them directly at the girls.

Seeing the golden spirit stones flying all over the sky, the girls began to scramble for them. For a moment, the whole room was in chaos. However, Tang Shijiu found all this so interesting.

"It's so fucking fun, so fucking interesting, much more interesting than practicing!" Tang Shijiu took a sip of wine.

While Tang Shijiu was eating, drinking and having fun, a young man with very shabby clothes and a poor-looking face walked in from the main entrance on the first floor.

Seeing the young man, the waiter of the restaurant hurried over and stopped him.

"I'm sorry, we don't serve beggars here, and the prices here are very high. You can't afford it, so please leave now." The waiter said arrogantly to the man in front of him.

"I'm not here to spend money. I'm here to look for someone. Please inform Mr. Tang that Chen Qiong is here to see him." In this city, which is known to be home to more than 80% of the richest people in the world, there is only one person with a poor look on his face, and that is Chen Qiong.

"Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to meet Young Master Tang?"

"Get lost now. It's no big deal if you provoke me, but if you really disturb Mr. Tang's pleasure, breaking both of your legs would be the least of your worries."

After knowing the other party's purpose, the waiter's disdain became even stronger, and he simply waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly.

"In that case, I'll go in and spend some money. This way you won't have any reason to stop me." Chen Qiong ignored the disdain on the other person's face and strode in.

"You are here to cause trouble!" The waiter was very upset after seeing Chen Qiong's actions and shouted to the security guards around him, "Are you guys here to eat for nothing? Someone is here to cause trouble, why don't you stop him quickly? If he really lets him in and annoys the boss, you will be in trouble."

Hearing this, several guards rushed over to stop Chen Qiong.

"I really am not here to cause trouble." Chen Qiong scratched his head in annoyance, and then he took out a handful of golden spirit stones from his space ring, "See? I have money."

"Even if you have money, it won't work. The people we entertain here are all people of status and position. We won't accept money of unknown origin like yours." The waiter still rejected Chen Qiong's request. This time it was not because he was snobbish, but because this was indeed the rule of this restaurant.

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