Chapter 122

"You, you don't have to do this. Do you think money is waste paper? It costs 20 million to throw it away? The richest man in Jiangling is not so arrogant. " Xu Hai knew that he had been cheated and immediately scolded.

"You can do it, you can do it!"

"Sorry, in my eyes, this money is really waste paper." Chu Feng shook his head, threw down a bank card and waved his hand:

"40 million, I'll buy your shop."

Forty million. I'll take it!

Chu Feng's words, although calm, set off a huge wave, so that the coffee shop manager and a crowd of shop assistants were stunned, the scene of customers, also stare big eyes, some people even choked by coffee, coughing.

"First, sir, are you sure you want to spend 40 million on our store?" The manager's eyes were full of doubts and disbelief.

Previously, she quoted 20 million yuan, which had already falsely reported a lot of water. Now Chu Feng's price is twice as much as that of their two cafes.

Only Heather looked ordinary and laughed leisurely. For Chu Feng, 40 million was just a drop in the bucket.

"Ha ha ha, childish, do you take his words seriously?" Xu Hai was stunned for two seconds. Then he burst into laughter and scoffed: "look at him, he has 400 yuan all over his body and 40 million yuan in return. It's so funny --"

the manager's face is slightly red, and he also feels that he has been fooled.

At the moment, Chu Feng just threw a bank card. In an instant, Xu Hai's smile solidified.

Xu Hai looked at the bank card and exclaimed, "this is the black card of Citibank. The minimum amount of savings is one billion!"

As the son of the president of ABC, how could he not know this. Just let him shocked is, Chu Feng this kind of Dalit, how can have this kind of bank card? What does he have?

Is this card fake?!

Yes, it must be, it must be!

Xu Hai comforted himself.

"First of all, sir, please, just a moment. I'll ask the general manager for instructions -"

the manager of the shop was all confused. Seeing that Chu Feng didn't look like a joke, she didn't dare to neglect him. She quickly took the phone to ask the general manager of the coffee shop.

Ten minutes later, a tall woman in her early thirties came to the store in a BMW and presented a contract respectfully:

"Congratulations, Mr. Chu. Now this coffee shop belongs to you."

In a twinkling of an eye, he made 20 million yuan in vain. Why don't he do the business of picking up money? He made a lot of money!

Xu Hai's face looks like earth completely, and he's a fool -

this boy, did he really spend 40 million to buy this place?

"I'll give it to you in this coffee shop. In the future, it's boring and there's a place to rest." Chu Feng holds Haise's hand and says in a voice, which makes the latter blush even more, like peach blossom blooming, full of emotion.

Although for her, the queen of Happy Valley, the small coffee shop is not worth mentioning, it is especially precious because it is sent by Chu Feng.

"At the same time, in the future, this kind of X-Men will not be allowed in my shop. I look sick." Chu Feng carelessly a little stunned Xu Hai, then, holding Haise's soft waist, in a group of shop assistants respectfully send off, stride away.

After the event, the Buddha went to the cafe to hide his merits and fame -

in a moment, the crowd was boiling, and the customers and clerks began to talk about it one after another:

"Wow, so handsome and so domineering, this wave is 40 million, it's really happy to be his woman!"

"I'm so envious, even if I'm his junior, I'll be in love. I'm also good at being a human being. Wuwu --"

"hum, come on, I didn't see the beauty of that Western beauty. How can we get into people's eyes?"

"Why? Why is this guy still here? He's not ashamed. He has no ability. He's pretending to be a troublemaker everywhere. Have he been beaten in the face? "

"That's to say, I dressed up in greasy clothes. I thought it was a rich second generation. It turned out that it was loaded with X goods. It's disgusting!"

Xu Hai's face was blue and purple. The gossip around him was like a loud slap in the face. He was mercilessly slapping on his face!

At this moment, he wanted to find a crack in the ground.