Free Web NovelChapter 1028: Chapter 401: Domestic Greetings (Part 2)
Su Yan’s family isn’t struggling, quite the opposite; they’re relatively well-off, and The Ninth Bureau has always paid well. So even if he were to treat them to so-called fine dining, Su Yan could afford it.
"I told you before that we could wait until your deputy captain’s salary comes in, but today let’s just have a little appetizer!"
"Yeah, having one meal in exchange for two, we’re still ahead."
Su Yan felt a warm current flowing in his heart, which is why he liked The Ninth Bureau. But all of this change happened only after Zhang Beixing arrived.
They chose a hotel that was one of the most luxurious ones in another area, so even the ordinary dishes were quite expensive. This was one of the reasons the team decided to change their ordering style after seeing the menu.
Most people who frequented this hotel were either wealthy or of high social status; nearly half were the so-called nobles.
In this country, the level of nobility is high, but it’s not something easily achieved; thus, nobles have a certain pride compared to ordinary people.
"Didn’t expect to see so many beautiful Oriental girls here!"
When a handsome Western youth entered the restaurant, he saw Su Yan and others sitting in the corner and expressed a slight surprise on his handsome face.
Then his eyes revealed a yearning look, resembling a hungry beast that has found its favorite prey, with greed shining in his eyes.
"Those two Orientals dining with so many beautiful Oriental girls, that’s simply unacceptable!"
As he spoke, the young man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man next to him, who was the youth’s steward.
"I believe these girls must be under duress, so I’m going to save them!"
The mid-aged man seemed unsurprised by such a flimsy excuse, but he wasn’t worried. After all, the youth came from an affluent family, one just below the Eight Great Clans.
So apart from the Eight Great Clans, they wouldn’t regard anyone else highly.
The mid-aged man then took out his phone and dialed a number, a strategy they frequently used.
Seeing the steward’s action, the youth’s face showed satisfaction as he approached Zhang Beixing and the others.
"Little Su, you have no idea; the first time you stood in the octagonal cage, I was worried to death."
In celebration of Su Yan’s promotion to deputy captain, several girls also started drinking a bit, with Qianqian holding Su Yan’s hand and looking fearful.
"Actually, I was pretty scared at the time too..."
"Beautiful ladies, I think I’m more suitable to have dinner with you than these two gentlemen."
Before Su Yan could finish speaking, a severely discordant voice interrupted their conversation.
The youth maintained a so-called gentlemanly posture, wearing a confident expression as he approached the girls.
In Zhang Beixing’s eyes, the girls were as simple as blank sheets of paper, but it didn’t mean they weren’t bright. The greed in the youth’s eyes already indicated his intentions.
"Sorry, we all think these two gentlemen are more suitable dining companions than you."
The boldest among the girls was Sun Xue.
She looked the youth up and down, then displayed a disdainful expression.
"We don’t like kids!"
Sun Xue conversed with the youth in fluent foreign language, emphasizing the word ’children.’
The youth hadn’t initially realized what was going on, but when he snapped back to reality, his handsome face became somewhat twisted with anger.
"I’m the heir of the Goya Clan; your remarks can be seen as an insult to our Goya Clan!"
The youth’s name was Frank Goya, the second-in-line heir of the Goya Clan. Although second-in-line, being the second heir of such a large family carries significant importance.
"Frank is such a rustic name."
Sun Xue remained bluntly sarcastic. Frank was helpless about his name, but since it was given by his grandfather, even if he was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to accept it.
Moreover, in Frank’s eyes, as long as his surname carried the family name, even if it was a rustic name, it was noble.
"It seems these ladies aren’t satisfied with you; you better not disturb our meal."
Leng Bing was the one speaking, not Zhang Beixing.
As the saying goes, why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Dealing with someone like him was well within Leng Bing’s capabilities, and he wasn’t concerned about the youth’s family background.
After all, they’d recently conquered the Eight Great Clans, so they wouldn’t even regard the Eight Great Clans, let alone a family they’d never heard of.
"This isn’t a place for you to speak, but if you’re willing, I’d like to offer 10,000 bucks to buy your spot."
Frank pulled out a wad of cash jokingly and placed it in front of Leng Bing.
Yet Leng Bing didn’t even look at it, swiftly calling over a waiter and stuffing the 10,000 bucks into the waiter’s pocket.
Though this was a top-notch hotel, tips were usually 100, 500, or sometimes even 1,000, unless encountering a drunken guest.
This time, however, someone handed over 10,000, leaving the waiter somewhat bewildered.
"Since it’s given to you, just take it. I’m quite the generous Frank."
Frank smiled, but inside, he was immensely annoyed. He couldn’t care less about the 10,000 dollars but was irked that it made him lose face.
"If you two find this 10,000 bucks insufficient, just name your price."
Frank tried to maintain a gentlemanly smile, speaking with a haughty tone.
The slightly sharp voice made Zhang Beixing dissatisfied, reminiscent of the eunuchs he’d seen on TV as a child.
"I want 50 billion!"
Zhang Beixing extended his hand, speaking without raising his head.
His vague words made Frank wonder if he’d misheard.
"What did you say?"
Frank couldn’t help but ask again.
"50 billion. I don’t think your family can’t come up with that number, right?"
billion was indeed a massive sum, but Frank’s family could afford it. Though Frank believed he didn’t have the courage to request 50 billion for such a matter.
If he really did, his grandfather might not hesitate to give him a bullet.
"If you can’t produce that number, then please leave and stop disturbing me and them during our meal."
After swallowing his food, Zhang Beixing gentlemanly wiped his mouth with a napkin, then jokingly looked at Frank.
"I couldn’t produce that number; could you?"
Frank was displeased, for Zhang Beixing’s mocking smile was unbearable.
"I couldn’t produce it..."
"Then you..."
"But my friend can. If you’re not in a hurry, you can wait and see."
"Fine, I’d like to see where you get such a powerful friend!"
Frank said little more, sitting on the nearby chair with a look ready to watch a show.
Of course, he didn’t believe Zhang Beixing, for observing Zhang Beixing and the girls proved he was wrong—they lacked any luxury brand signs and seemed to be wearing high-quality but inexpensive goods.
"If you can’t come up with it, crawl out of here like a dog!"
