Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 167 Fuming

Upon realizing that Shen Feng bore no blame toward him, Wang Yuan breathed a heavy sigh of relief and stammered, "Master Shen, the service at ZY Club wasn't satisfactory, causing you displeasure—we are truly deserving of death. Please rest assured, I will immediately have all the irrelevant people thrown out of ZY Club."

Shen Feng nodded slightly, "These people aren't even qualified to anger me. You go handle the matters at ZY Club; there's no need for you to stay here."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuan respectfully excused himself and, upon stepping into the elevator, found his entire suit soaked with sweat. He muttered to himself cursively, "Where the hell did Tan Qihua pop up from? There's no figure like him in Wuzhou. Today was my chance to get close to Master Shen, and it's all ruined by that damn fool."

Nowadays, every Family Head of the major families in Wuzhou was exceedingly polite to him, the general manager. Such a scenario would have been impossible before. He knew that his boss, Wang Anxiong, was extraordinary, and it was very likely that Master Shen was the one who made Wang Anxiong extraordinary.

As the saying goes, you judge the dog by its owner.

As the general manager of ZY Club, Wang Yuan was someone to behold in Wuzhou. Tan Qihua couldn't even reach the top floor; his background certainly couldn't be that deep.

"Find out if there's someone named Tan Qihua who has consumed at our ZY Club!" Wang Yuan immediately made a call, his voice full of anger.

...

At this moment,

in the Emperor King Room.

After Shen Feng's return,

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while browsing through the menu, Qiao Zimo kept inhaling sharply and said, "Number Four, isn't the food here way too expensive? Maybe we should go somewhere else."@@@@

Lu Yang replied with a smile, "Number Three, can't you be less of a bumpkin? Number Four has the Supreme Purple Card, which means all our expenses here are on the house. Today we're basking in Number Four's glory."

Learning that all expenses were waived, Qiao Zimo's interest was piqued again, "Then I won't hold back today. It's my first time in such a fancy place; I'm feeling somewhat uncomfortable. Can I order one of everything from the menu?"

Seeing Qiao Zimo's shameless demeanor, a slight smile touched the corners of Shen Feng's mouth—Number Three's clownish nature hadn't changed at all.

Shen Feng signaled the waitress to come into the private room and instructed her to serve one of each dish.

The waitress left without any complaint, her face adorned with a smile.

"Number Four, did you really order one of everything? I was only joking, don't you know my personality by now! Hurry and call that beauty back," Qiao Zimo hurriedly said.

Tan Qihua's face grew sullen, incredibly so. Kicked without reason by a stranger, especially in front of former classmates and his current woman, it was a slap in the face, literally.

Looking at the ten security guards beside Wang Yuan, Tan Qihua calmed down a bit, "Are you ZY Club's staff? I'm here as a customer. Is this how you treat your guests?"

"Slap!"

Wang Yuan's palm landed squarely on Tan Qihua's face, "You should treat guests with a good attitude, but are you even our guest? Without a membership card for our club, you dare sneak in. Do you really think you can disregard ZY Club like this?"

It's all this asshole's fault. Otherwise, today he might have been able to cozy up to Master Shen, serving him attentively, and perhaps been remembered by him. Now everything was ruined, wasting a huge opportunity! Such chances were rare.

After being suddenly slapped, Tan Qihua was furious and wanted to fight back, but upon seeing the ten eager security guards, he suppressed his anger and pulled out a silver card, "I want to file a complaint against you, I am your club's silver member."

A couple of days ago, through a phone call with his cousin from the Liang Family in Wuzhou, it was indirectly mentioned that he should not cause trouble when visiting ZY Club; otherwise, they would directly call the Liang Family.

Wang Yuan didn't even glance at Tan Qihua's silver card. He was getting angrier by the second and snapped, "Is our club's silver card so cheaply made? Does someone like you even deserve to spend here?"

Turning to the ten security guards, he barked, "What are you waiting for, a feast of crap? Throw them out."

Seeing their manager enraged, the ten security guards swooped in. Their skills were not something ordinary people could match. Within seconds they had restrained Tan Qihua and his party.

Tan Qihua shouted, "Let me go, do you know who I am?"

"Slap! Slap!"

Wang Yuan slapped Tan Qihua twice more, "Who are you? Acting like you're some big shot? You bastard."

After being slapped again, Tan Qihua didn't dare to speak. He and the others were escorted by the security guards down to the first floor.

As the guards were about to throw them out, Wang Yuan said, "Wait, let them settle the bill first."

Tan Qihua glared furiously.

Wang Yuan bellowed, "What? You think you can eat for free? All the dishes and wine have been served; you want to leave without paying? Where on earth do you get such a sweet deal? Of course, if you don't want to pay, you can clean our toilets instead. But you'll have to use your tongues to lick the entire toilet spotless."

Tan Qihua's chest heaved violently, his anger was about to explode. The money was a minor issue, it was his reputation that had been completely destroyed.

Feeling the scorching pain on his cheeks, the thought of being forced to eat excrement was intolerable. He had no choice but to take out his bank card and pay.