100: Chapter 100 A Slap in the Face

The manager turned his head, looking somewhat troubled, and said to Li Yuan.

"Young Master Li, how do you think we should handle this matter?"

"Why should I give away something I ordered? Furthermore, why would I want to give it away? Do you think I'm short on cash for this?"

Li Yuan said nonchalantly.

Ouyang Ping felt his face burning with humiliation at that moment.

He hadn't expected that it was them who had reserved the sturgeon roe.

"As long as you can let me have this portion of roe, I can pay double the price. This won't be a loss for you, and you can still enjoy this delicious meal for free. It's practically a freebie for you!"

Ouyang Ping suppressed his anger and spoke to Li Yuan.

"No."

Before Li Yuan could speak, Wang Xiuming interjected directly.

"Why should I give it to you?"

Wang Xiuming said again.

Ouyang Ping felt he was losing face, so he clenched his fists and stared at Wang Xiuming.

"Sir, we don't seem to have any bad blood between us. Is it really that hard to be generous?"

"Sorry, I don't know you!"

Wang Xiuming held his wine glass, watching Ouyang Ping's flustered appearance, and took a sip of wine.

"If you have nothing else to do, you can leave."

Ouyang Ping looked at Song Baimeng, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned his head, and said to Wang Xiuming.

"Sir, as long as you are willing to give me the roe, I can treat you to this meal for free. No matter what you order today, it will be on my tab!"

Ouyang Ping's knuckles tapped against the menu on the table.

He spoke to Wang Xiuming, mocking him.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be a worker. Wearing work clothes and being able to eat here is a blessing you earned in your past life!"

"I hope you don't fail to appreciate what's good for you!"

Wang Xiuming looked at his work clothes and didn't feel anything was wrong with them.

It was truly laughable that people still judged others by their appearance these days.

He snapped his fingers to call the manager over.

"I remember you have a bottle of Romanée-Conti here. Open it for me, and since someone is treating today, I'll order everything on the menu!"

Ouyang Ping, nearly furious, placed his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly.

"Kid, don't go too far!"

Romanée-Conti is a fine wine with an average price of over 500,000.

He didn't know where this country bumpkin had heard of it, but he was making an exorbitant demand right off the bat.

"Is that all? Are you feeling pained by the cost?"

Wang Xiuming placed his wine glass on the table, finding it amusing to watch Ouyang Ping, who wanted to get angry but dared not do so in front of his goddess.

"If you can't afford it, you can get lost. Don't be an eyesore here!"

"Wait!" Li Yuan, hearing Wang Xiuming's words, became interested as well.

He immediately spoke to the manager.

"I remember you have a bottle of '82 Lafite here—a real one. Open that bottle for me, and I'll order everything on the menu too!"

The manager watched this farce and cooperated to play along.

Ouyang Ping heard these two clearly looking for trouble.

Especially making him uncomfortable, his expression changed repeatedly.

He suppressed his anger and intended to speak up to teach these two guys a lesson.

Especially since these two guys didn't seem to know their place at all.

"Kid, do you know who I am? I am the Vice President of Greentown Group. If you offend me, you offend Greentown Group. If you have the guts, state your names. I want to see who dares to mess with me like this!"

Song Baimeng rested her chin in her hand, watching the farce with great interest, looking at Ouyang Ping.

Then, she raised her finger and pointed at Li Yuan.

"The eldest son of Shanghai's top leader. Do you think Greentown Group is very important?"

"He is indeed a guy without fame. His name is Wang Xiuming, his father is Wang Ping, and he hasn't done much—he just opened a Hongqi car factory!"

As Song Baimeng pointed, Ouyang Ping's anger completely vanished.

Instead, he looked terrified, with enough sweat on his forehead to fill a basin.

He never expected that he would be so unlucky today to run into these two big shots at once.

And these two were true, bona fide big shots.

Compared to them, he was absolutely nothing.

"Ouyang Ping, the title of Vice President of Greentown Group is truly terrifying. I never knew how Greentown Group ended up hiring someone like you!"

"Is Greentown Group very powerful?"

When Wang Xiuming dropped those words, Ouyang Ping didn't know what to say.

Compared to Wang Ping, Greentown Group was probably nothing in his eyes.

One has to know the caliber of the richest man in the country; it goes without saying how high that value is.

Plus, the current momentum of Hongqi is so fierce.

What is a Vice President of Greentown Group compared to that?

Vice Presidents of Greentown Group are a dime a dozen.

Any random executive pulled out could claim to be a Vice President of some department.

Ouyang Ping's legs were shaking, especially when he thought about how he had just spoken rudely to Wang Xiuming.

If he offended this young master, he probably wouldn't even have the qualifications to stay at Greentown.

"Still not rolling away? Do you want me to treat you to a meal?"

Wang Xiuming narrowed his eyes. Although he was leaning back in his chair, his sudden aura suppressed Ouyang Ping so much that he couldn't even say a word.

Li Yuan watched Ouyang Ping leave in a hurry and said uninterestingly.

"Really boring. A person like this wants to pursue you? He truly doesn't know his place!"

"You can't say it like that. You can only say that Xiaomeng is popular. Think about it: someone is pursuing her just while eating out. Before, this was something one wouldn't even dare to imagine!"

Wang Xiuming said mockingly at this moment.

Song Baimeng blinked her eyes, looked at Wang Xiuming, and responded seriously.

"Weren't you jealous just now? He was trying to steal your woman!"

Wang Xiuming picked up his wine glass and downed the aperitif in one gulp.

"Cough, cough. What kind of Ritz-Carlton is this? This wine is clearly fake!"

"I've only had one glass and I'm already feeling tipsy. No, I have an important seminar to attend tonight. I can't eat with you; you guys go ahead, I'm leaving first!"

Wang Xiuming stood up and hurried to leave.

Song Baimeng watched with great interest as Wang Xiuming slipped away from before her eyes.

"Aren't you going to chase after him? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to catch him later?"