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Chapter 20 of 100

Chapter 20

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As he spoke, he extended one foot and spat on the shiny black leather shoe, then said, "This is handmade by a famous Italian tailor, costing over 20,000 yuan a pair. Be careful, or you won't be able to afford the damage."

This guy, despite his daily indulgence in wine and women, countless women, felt a deep-seated annoyance when he heard that this was his ex-girlfriend's current boyfriend.

Moreover, he had never looked up to the poor boy in front of him, so he wanted to stomp on Ye Bufan hard to show off his superiority.

Ye Bufan's face instantly turned cold: "Get out of here!"

"How do you talk to me? What's wrong with making you clean my shoes?" Zhu Linlin said with righteous indignation, "You are a waiter here, and Young Master Ma is a distinguished guest. Isn't it your duty to clean the shoes of a distinguished guest?"

Ma Wenbo said with a smug look, "I see you haven't even managed to get a waiter's uniform yet, so you must be new, right?

I'm very familiar with the boss here. As long as you satisfy me, I can get you a permanent position, or even a supervisor's job, no problem."

Zhu Linlin added, "Did you hear that? This is the difference between people.

Know your place. You're just a poor guy, and even being a waiter requires a trial period, while Young Master Ma can decide your fate at any time."

Seeing Zhu Linlin's attitude, Ye Bufan felt an intense disgust. This woman had hidden her true nature so well that he hadn't seen through her.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that he had broken up with her.

Thinking about it, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, get out. I don't want to argue with you."

"Not argue with us?"

Ma Wenbo suddenly seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, bursting into laughter. Then his expression changed, and he pointed at Ye Bufan, saying, "I've changed my mind. Lick my shoes clean right now.

Otherwise, I'll call the manager and have you fired immediately, so you won't even be able to be an intern waiter."

Zhu Linlin said, "Did you hear that? Being a waiter here can earn you three to five thousand yuan a month, enough for your tuition next semester. Do as Young Master Ma says, or you'll regret it."

Ye Bufan was thoroughly enraged by these two idiots. He grabbed Ma Wenbo by the collar and threw him out of the private room, then pointed at Zhu Linlin and said, "I don't hit women, so get out yourself!"

"Ye Bufan, you've grown some guts, haven't you? You actually dared to touch Young Master Ma!"

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Zhu Linlin hurriedly ran out and helped Ma Wenbo up from the ground.

"Kid, you actually dared to hit me!"

Ma Wenbo was almost driven mad with anger. He wanted to rush over and fight Ye Bufan but lacked the courage. After hesitating, he shouted, "Manager, how do you run this restaurant? A waiter dares to hit a guest!"

Zhu Linlin also shouted, "Help! A waiter hit someone!"

Hearing their shouts, the restaurant manager, Zhang Daqing, rushed over with a fawning expression, saying, "Young Master Ma, when did you come?"

Ma Wenbo was a playboy, indulging in wine and women daily. Having worked in the restaurant industry for many years, he was already familiar with Ma Wenbo, knowing he was the young master of the Ma family, a wealthy man.

Seeing an old acquaintance, Ma Wenbo became even more arrogant, pointing at Ye Bufan and shouting, "Manager Zhang, do you want to keep your restaurant open? A waiter actually dared to hit a guest!"

Zhang Daqing followed his finger and said, "Young Master Ma, you've misunderstood. He's not our waiter."

Ma Wenbo shouted, "That's impossible! I just saw him wiping the table. How can he not be your waiter?"

Zhu Linlin added, "Exactly, if he's not a waiter, he must be a guest. He's just a poor guy, with a pocket cleaner than his face. How could he afford to eat here?"

Ye Bufan didn't speak. This restaurant was now his, and he wanted to see how the manager handled this situation to determine if he was worth keeping.

Zhang Daqing said with a fawning expression, "Young Master Ma, you've really misunderstood. Our waiters all wear uniforms, and I've never seen him before."

"Not a waiter?" Ma Wenbo frowned, "If he's not a waiter, why is he here? This is our private room. How did he get in here?

How do you manage your restaurant? Get the security to throw him out!"

"Young Master Ma, please wait, I'll handle it right away."

Zhang Daqing turned to look at Ye Bufan, seeing that his clothes were all from street vendors, worth no more than 100 yuan in total. He didn't look like someone who would come to a high-end place like this, let alone the No. 1 VIP room.

He asked with a stern face, "Who are you? What are you doing in our hotel?"

Ye Bufan said, "Of course, I'm here to eat. This is our reserved private room."

"Ye Bufan, when did you become so pretentious?" Zhu Linlin

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shouted, "Manager, don't listen to him. He's just a poor guy. How could he afford to eat here?"

Ye Bufan was utterly disappointed in this woman and said, "You're really ignorant. Don't underestimate a young man just because he's poor."

"Are you serious, saying such things?" Zhu Linlin pointed at Ye Bufan and said, "These shoes were bought from a street vendor when we were together, 25 yuan a pair. These pants cost 30 yuan, and the T-shirt 10 yuan.

During the year we were together, the most you ever had in your pocket was 100 yuan. You, a poor guy, actually dare to say you're eating in the No. 1 VIP room. Do you think we're all fools?"

Ma Wenbo said arrogantly to Zhang Daqing, "Did you hear that? He snuck in. Get the security to throw him out."

One was a rich young master, the other a poor boy. Zhang Daqing didn't hesitate to believe Ma Wenbo.

He said to Ye Bufan, "This is a high-end place, not for just anyone. Get out now."

Ye Bufan said, "I'll say it one last time. This is my reserved private room. If you don't believe me, check the reservation records."

"No need. Young Master Ma said this is his room. Get out now, or I'll call the security!"

Zhang Daqing had worked in the restaurant industry for over ten years and was extremely confident in his ability to judge people. There was no way this young man could be a guest in the No. 1 VIP room, where the minimum consumption was 10,000 yuan.

Ye Bufan said with a stern face, "As the manager of this restaurant, is this how you treat your guests?"

Ma Wenbo said disdainfully, "You're a poor guy who can't even afford a meal. What kind of guest are you?"

He turned to Zhang Daqing and said, "If even this kind of person can be a guest at Zui Jiangnan, I won't come here again. Eating with such people would lower my status.

I'll have to tell your boss that the management here is a problem."

"Young Master Ma, don't worry, I'll make him leave right away."

Zhang Daqing quickly picked up his walkie-talkie and called, "Security, come to the No. 1 VIP room. There's a troublemaker here."

Hearing his order, four tall and strong security guards quickly rushed over.

Zhang Daqing pointed at Ye Bufan, "Throw him out."

The four security guards didn't hesitate and rushed over to grab him. Just then, a loud voice came from behind: "I'll see who dares to touch him. Stop right now!"