A long receipt trailed across the floor. The onlookers were stunned, but not a soul dared to pull out their phone to take pictures.
There were rules and regulations in place, prohibiting unauthorized photography within the restaurant. It was precisely this that emboldened Song Xi. Young Master Wang glanced at the bill perfunctorily, not even registering the amount, and tossed a card over, "Swipe it quickly."
*Beep beep—*
The POS machine emitted two beeps.
The manager smiled, "Apologies, sir, your bank card has insufficient funds."
"How is that possible!" Young Master Wang's tone was impatient. He produced another card.
*Beep beep—*
"Sir, this card also has insufficient funds."
Young Master Wang grew agitated and snatched the POS machine. "What kind of shoddy machine is this! I'm telling you, this is the last card. If it doesn't work, I'll smash it!"
*Beep beep—!*
Young Master Wang erupted in fury and smashed the machine to pieces with a bang.
The manager calmly stated, "This machine is the latest model from abroad, costing fifty thousand. Your total now comes to..."
He deliberately took out a calculator, allowing the other to hear the sound, "2,978,634. Do you have any other bank cards?"
Something in his mind seemed to snap. Young Master Wang thought he had misheard. "What did you say?"
The manager repeated, "Two million nine hundred seventy-eight thousand six hundred and thirty yuan. This is the bill you need to settle today."
Young Master Wang's face turned ashen. He grabbed the manager by his collar. "You're trying to trick me, aren't you? Two million for one meal?! Do you think I'm an idiot!"
The manager maintained his polite smile, "This is the bill, you may examine it."
Young Master Wang snatched the receipt and, upon seeing the total at the end, his eyes widened. After a long pause, he managed to utter,
"You! This is fraud!"
The manager's expression instantly turned cold. "Sir, before the food was served, I confirmed with you repeatedly. Therefore, the cost of air-freighting ingredients naturally falls to you. Furthermore, you personally signed a guarantee agreement..."
"Give it to me!"
Young Master Wang reached out to snatch it, but the manager reacted swiftly. He lunged and missed.
Seeing this, Ge Baitao began to taunt, "What, you can't even afford this little bit of money and you wanted to treat us to a meal? How embarrassing!"
"Who's embarrassed!"
Young Master Wang retorted sharply. The other diners began to murmur amongst themselves. Young Master Wang slammed his wine glass onto the floor. "All of you shut up! It's just a mere two million, do you think my Wang family is like you broke beggars!"
"Who are you calling broke!"
His remark sparked outrage.
Young Master Wang continued to be arrogant. "I'm talking about you. What, you want to fight me?"
"...Unreasonable. Let's go!"
Before long, all the diners in the restaurant had left, leaving only Song Xi and her companions.
Upstairs, Lou Yuming witnessed everything unfold. His voice was deep as he said, "Tell those people to keep their mouths shut. Don't go gossiping around and affecting business."
While he spoke of business, his true intention was for Miss Song. A discerning person like Yao Yifan understood the underlying meaning.
He nodded slightly. "Understood. I'll go at once."
Lou Yuming swirled the red wine in his glass, taking a sip.
He appeared relaxed and at ease, like a spectator in a tall building, looking down upon the farcical scene.
The manager summoned two burly men who restrained Young Master Wang. He struggled fiercely, shouting, "Let me go! Do you know who I am? Believe me, I'll smash your shop to pieces!"
He was already enraged and ashamed. Crucially, he knew he couldn't afford to pay the two million.
If his father found out he had spent two million yuan on a meal just to impress a woman, he would surely break his legs!
Song Xi stood up expressionlessly, her gaze towards Young Master Wang was like looking at a piece of useless garbage, filled with disdain and coldness. "It seems Young Master Wang has something to do today and can't take us out to play. Taozi, let's go."
"Wait!" Seeing her so cold and heartless, Young Master Wang decided to lay all his cards on the table. Since there was no one else around, he pointed at Song Xi and yelled, "Enough! I've played with you all enough today! *She* wanted to eat! Let *her* pay. It has nothing to do with me!"
Ge Baitao said, "Showing your true colors so quickly? I thought the son of Wang Dongyan would have at least some dignity."
"Who gave you the guts to call my father by his name? What right do you have, you cheap woman!"
Ge Baitao sneered, "Then if you have the guts, call your father. Let him come and save you. See how your own good son is showing off outside, spending two million yuan on a meal! You've really brought honor to your Wang family. Well done!"
This woman was incredibly sharp-tongued!
Young Master Wang couldn't win the argument with her, so he shifted his anger towards Song Xi. "Song Xi, you wanted to eat this meal, right? I ordered it for you, so you have to pay!"