"Young Master Zheng, let me take you back, okay? I'll even open two good bottles for you to calm down."
The middle-aged man tried to pull Zheng Tai out of the private room.
At the same time, he apologized to Wang Hao with a smile, "Apologies to you, dear guest, how about this: your table... I'll give you a 20% discount!"
He initially wanted to offer the meal for free, but what Wang Hao's table ordered was quite expensive.
He didn't have much authority.
A 20% discount was the best he could do.
"Get out of my way!"
Things seemed to be resolved just like that.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Tai broke away from the middle-aged man and coldly said to Wang Hao:
"Little punk, if you've got the guts, step outside and duel with me. I want to see how many lives you've got."
"If you're so brave, go eat shit! I'd like to see how much you can eat."
As soon as Wang Hao said this,
everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Even Sun Yaoyao let out a chuckle.
"Damn!"
