Top-tier Unruly Master

Just when Mu Zi thought those few whippersnappers were getting away cheaply, the waiter spoke up again.

The waiter first took the money from Qin Manshu's hand, counted it, and then looked disdainful. "Do you think I'm a beggar? You think a few hundred dollars is enough to get rid of me?"

"Then how much do you want? If you annoy me, don't say I won't give you money..." At that moment, Mu Zi was really annoyed.

"What? You want to beat me up?" As he spoke, the waiter leaned his head forward. "Then try beating me up and see!"

Given the waiter's attitude, and considering Mu Zi's temper, it would serve him right to be beaten severely. One should know that Mu Zi was not only a tough character in groups three, five, six, and seven but also a significant figure in Yanjing's elite circles. Even the elite youths dared not easily provoke this little fairy.

But just as Mu Zi was about to flare up, Qin Manshu pulled on her again.

"Mu Zi, don't make trouble …"

Mu Zi always respected Qin Manshu, and seeing Qin Manshu speak, she suppressed her rising anger once again.

"Then how much money do you want?" Qin Manshu asked the waiter from the side.

Today was the first day she and Ding Fan were out together after confirming their relationship. This day held significant meaning for Qin Manshu. Thus, she did not want anything unpleasant to happen.

If money could smooth things over, then there was no need to make herself unhappy.

Seeing Qin Manshu speak like this, the waiter's mouth curled up. "I'm not trying to extort you, the money you gave me for my fall is almost enough. However, you still have to pay for the dishes you broke. Our hotel has a rule: whoever breaks it, pays for it."

Qin Manshu nodded. "Alright, let this money be for the dishes then."

While speaking, she once again pulled out five red high-denomination bills.

The waiter had at most broken two dishes, which priced, would hardly amount to a hundred dollars.

Qin Manshu suddenly pulled out five hundred, clearly trying to keep the peace.

"Miss, it looks like you really treat this place like it's for begging. Do you think these few hundred dollars will be enough for our dishes?" the waiter said.

"Don't be too unreasonable!" Mu Zi said, frowning from the side.

Even if the dishes were expensive, they couldn't be worth over five hundred dollars. Qin Manshu had already given five hundred, yet the other party still wasn't satisfied. They were being extremely unreasonable.

"Unreasonable?" The waiter snorted from the side. "Whether it's unreasonable or not isn't for you to decide. Our hotel's dishes are all high-grade items …"

At this moment, Qin Manshu's expression also turned ugly.

Qin Manshu never wanted to cause trouble, which is why she continuously conceded. However, instead of letting it go, the other party kept pressing harder.

"How much is that dish, just name a price," she said.

Nevertheless, in the end, Qin Manshu didn't want to escalate the situation. Even if she was willing to pay more, she didn't want to end it on a sour note.

"Seeing that you're so straightforward, alright, I'll give you a discount, just pay ten thousand dollars," the waiter said from the side.

Ten thousand dollars!

Even Ding Fan, who was always calm and collected, furrowed his brows deeply. Even an antique might not cost so much. Asking ten thousand dollars for a dish, this waiter was really daring to quote.

"Fine, I'll give you ten thousand dollars!" Qin Manshu was stunned, but she eventually took out ten thousand dollars.

Ten thousand dollars meant little to Qin Manshu, especially since today was a rare outing with Ding Fan, and she didn't want a minor issue like this to spoil her mood.

Mu Zi was somewhat furious on the side.

"Ten thousand dollars? Why don't you just rob us? Believe or not, I can sue you!"

"Fine, go ahead and sue if you want," the waiter said nonchalantly, with a careless demeanor.

"Call your boss over …" Mu Zi could barely continue talking to this waiter; she simply called for his boss instead.

"I am the boss of this hotel!" Just then, a small moustache man walked in.

Mu Zi immediately explained the situation about breaking the dish to the hotel's boss. "A dish for ten thousand, what kind of hotel are you running …"

"What kind of hotel? Our hotel's dishes are ten thousand a piece!" the boss with the small moustache, unreasonably declared.

"You …" Mu Zi really didn't expect the hotel's boss to be so unreasonable too.

"Mu Zi, don't say anything more." Just as Mu Zi was about to say something else, Qin Manshu stopped her.

Mu Zi respected Qin Manshu deeply, seeing her like this, she just glared fiercely at the waiter before keeping quiet.

Ding Fan also caught on to Manshu's intent, and he also remained silent.

Though Ding Fan was upset, he wanted Manshu to maintain a good mood for the outing, so he didn't say a word.

Qin Manshu then handed the ten thousand dollars to the hand of the boss with the small moustache.

"The money has been given to you, you can leave now …" Qin Manshu addressed the waiter.

The boss counted the money, then waved over at a few security guards on the side, and they left the room where Ding Fan and the others were, with a bit of swagger.

"Brother Fan, Sister Manshu, you keep eating here, I need to use the restroom." Mu Zi said, smiled at Ding Fan and Qin Manshu, and then left the room.

"Don't cause trouble when you go out," Qin Manshu admonished Mu Zi as she was leaving.

"Got it."

After responding, Mu Zi had already left the private room.

"Brother Fan, Mu Zi won't cause any trouble, right?" Qin Manshu asked Ding Fan worriedly.

Ding Fan just smiled faintly. "No worries, don't look at Mu Zi's young age, but after all, she is a key player in the 3567 group. She won't do anything foolish."

Hearing Ding Fan's words, Qin Manshu was reassured and nodded.

At that moment, Ding Fan pretended as if nothing was happening, but he quickly sent out his Divine Sense to scout around.

He soon spotted the waiter and the security guards who had left earlier. As for the owner of the hotel, he was nowhere to be seen.

The few of them huddled in a corner.

"They dare to provoke even Young Master Haiwa; they clearly don't know the meaning of death."

"But these guys are sensible enough to have dutifully handed over ten thousand yuan..."

"Idiots, what do we need money for? We need to get even for Young Master Haiwa..."

"Right, let's wait for them to finish eating, then we'll find an opportunity to properly deal with these idiots!"

"Who knows, we might even make some money out of this!" the security guards and that waiter whispered in the corner.

At this moment, Ding Fan slightly furrowed his brows.

It seems Qin Manshu's kindness had not been reciprocated by these people; instead, they became even more aggressive.

Ding Fan did not deign to deal with such people, but if they continued to act arrogantly again and again, then Ding Fan would definitely not indulge them.

About five or six minutes later, Mu Zi also returned from outside.

Only then did the three of them start to eat the dishes and drinks on the table again.

However, due to the incident with that waiter, their meal was not as enjoyable as before, so it might as well be rushed through.

Immediately, Ding Fan called over the hotel waiter to settle the bill.

The waiter who came to settle the bill was a young man in his twenties.

"The total is fifty-eight thousand yuan!" the waiter announced boldly upon entering.

Fifty-eight thousand?!

Mu Zi was silent at this time, squinting his eyes.

To the side, Mu Zi's expression also turned sour.

Initially thinking of letting it go, who would have thought that these people would press even harder. For a table of dishes, they actually demanded over fifty thousand yuan!

"Call your boss over," Ding Fan said, not wanting to waste words with this waiter anymore.

After all, these waiters were merely the boss's lapdogs; the real main character was the boss himself.

"No need for the waiter to call me, I'm already here," at this moment, Small Moustache Man came in from outside.

Behind the hotel owner, there were about seven or eight security guards.

The physique of those security guards was not small, and they all had a ruffian's look on their faces, obviously not good people. They must have been rogues and hooligans before.

"Do you folks have any business with me?" the hotel owner asked Ding Fan arrogantly.

Snap, snap...

Without wasting words with the hotel owner, Ding Fan immediately swung his hand and slapped the owner.

The owner was truly dumbfounded; he had not expected that the other party would strike as soon as he spoke. Those slaps were ferocious!

The force of Ding Fan's slaps also involved a bit of strength, causing the manager to have all his teeth knocked out by Ding Fan.

To the side, Qin Manshu was also stunned; she hadn't expected Ding Fan to act so quickly.

Meanwhile, Mu Zi showed a smile on her face. At this moment, her eyes emitted a blazing light as she watched Ding Fan.

Having been rebuffed by that owner just now, she was still holding a bellyful of fire. Those two slaps from Ding Fan certainly vented much of her anger!

"Attack!"

The hotel owner slumped to the ground, yelled through a lisp at the few subordinates behind him.

Upon hearing this, the security guards all rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards Ding Fan.

With their boss being handled, if these lackeys didn't step up, how would they explain themselves to the boss later?

"Brother Fan, be careful!" Qin Manshu said to Ding Fan worriedly.

To the side, Mu Zi smirked disdainfully. "Sister Manshu, they've got bad luck messing with Brother Fan. These guys are doomed..."