The waiter looked at Ye Feng puzzled, not understanding why Ye Feng was asking this, and thought for a moment, "Probably about two hundred tables, sir. What’s the matter?"
Ye Feng indifferently said, "Then bring me the most top-notch set meal for each table, I’ll pay the bill."
"What!" In an instant, the waiter was stunned and stared at Ye Feng dumbfounded, "Sir, you... you’re not joking with me, are you?"
Hu Yunyun became anxious immediately, her complexion turning extremely ugly, "He’s joking, he’s joking with you. Don’t listen to him, just bring some drinks, handle it as you see fit!"
"Is it your turn to speak?" Ye Feng looked at Hu Yunyun indifferently, his calm eyes inflicting a wave of terror in her, making her body tremble involuntarily.
Originally, Hu Yunyun had wanted to keep a low profile, but now Ye Feng was being so high-profile that going unnoticed was impossible...
Then, Ye Feng looked at the waiter and said, "Just do as I just said, and serve a set meal to the whole venue!"
The waiter, his voice trembling, now realized what it meant not to judge a book by its cover. Looking at Ye Feng, who was dressed in clothes worth only a few hundred dollars from street stalls, he was incredibly lavish in his spending.
The waiter asked, "Young Master Ye, are... are you sure? This set meal costs two hundred thousand per table, that’s forty million for the whole venue. The ten million you just recharged won’t be enough!"
Ye Feng gave the waiter a nonchalant glance, "Do I look like I’m joking with you? Today, take my card and use it for the night’s expenses, I’m paying."
"This..." Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, the waiter felt as if he was dreaming.
Ye Feng spending so much meant that, based on commissions, if the consumption exceeded a million, the commission would be at ten percent, meaning he would be making at least four million tonight.
Ye Feng frowned, "What, you’re reluctant?"
The waiter immediately took Ye Feng’s bank card, nodding, "Willing, of course willing!"
Then, the waiter ran outside to find the manager.
At that moment, the DJ at the DJ booth showed an excited expression and shouted loudly, "Thanks to our number one top VIP, Young Master Ye, for gifting everyone a luxurious top-notch set meal! And tonight, all expenses are on Young Master Ye. Let’s scream!"
Instantly, a wave-like scream resonated in the bar as people went crazy.
Subsequently, champagne towers lit with fireworks were carried to Ye Feng’s table by the waiters one by one.
The waiters witnessing this scene were all dumbfounded, regretting deeply.
Thinking about it, that was two hundred top-notch set meals, amounting to forty million altogether. If they had just been a bit quicker, they would have already received four million by now.
Then, the atmosphere in the venue escalated to its peak, everyone going wild.
Women clad in bikinis approached Ye Feng’s booth, vigorously twitching their bodies and making seductive faces at Ye Feng, their eyes filled with lust, as if they were about to devour him.
At this moment, in their eyes, Ye Feng was a piece of prime meat; each one displaying a thirst, wanting to pounce on him immediately.
Indeed, in this venue, the men with money were the most eye-catching, and now, Ye Feng had become the brightest star. When Ye Feng had entered earlier, aside from a few waiters, nobody noticed him. But now, almost everyone’s gaze was focused on him.
Ye Feng just patiently waited, and ten minutes later, a manager along with the waiter who had served Ye Feng appeared before him.
The waiter introduced, "Young Master Ye, hello, my name is Zhang Zheng, I’m the sales manager here."
"Um..." Ye Feng imperceptibly nodded, his expression unchanged.
Manager Zhang looked at Ye Feng and said, "Young Master Ye, I apologize, but because we did not anticipate needing so many bottles of red wine and champagne all of a sudden, our inventory isn’t sufficient. Could you perhaps consider ordering some beer? If we are to provide a top-notch set meal for everyone with one set per table, we really can’t manage it right now."
Normally in a bar, most people drink beer, such as Red Budweiser or 1664, which are pricier beers.
Thus, the bar has the most stock of beer. On a typical day, having one or two customers order a top-notch set meal is already considered good. However, no one would order a top-notch set for every table like Ye Feng did.
Their inventory just wasn’t enough, let alone two hundred sets; they couldn’t even manage a hundred sets.
Ye Feng shook his head, "No, I said top-notch set meals, and that’s what I mean. I ask you, did you swipe my card?"
"Swiped..." Manager Zhang said helplessly.
"So, you’ve received the money?" Ye Feng asked coldly.
"Received..." Manager Zhang nodded.
"Since I’ve already given you the money, shouldn’t you be giving me what I asked for!" Ye Feng’s tone turned icy.
Manager Zhang frowned, nodded, and said, "Yes! Yes! Yes! You’re right, Young Master Ye, we’ll figure something out right away!"
Ye Feng spoke coldly, "Twenty minutes, I’ll give you twenty minutes. If it’s not ready by then, don’t blame me for being rude!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I’ll go find our general manager right away!" Manager Zhang repeatedly nodded; there was no way around it. In this place, those with money are kings.
After all, not even the scions of second-tier wealthy families act like Ye Feng.
Hu Yunyun’s complexion was awful. With Ye Feng acting this way, he was sure to alert Blood Hand’s people. From what she knew, the general manager here was one of Blood Hand’s men, and if the general manager saw her, it would not be easy for her to leave.
Hu Yunyun anxiously said, "Ye Feng, I think we should go. If it’s too much trouble, you can ask them to switch to beer or red wine or something, doesn’t have to be from the set menu, right?"
Ye Feng indifferently replied, "What are you afraid of, I have my own sense of proportion. Just shut up and watch..."
Hu Yunyun was so angry she felt like standing up and slapping Ye Feng then and there. This place was a stronghold of Blood Hand, full of experts...