Super Money Collecting System

He had already called the manager over, and now that he was riding a tiger, it was impossible for him to back down, so no matter what, he had to protect his dignity. He took out a stack of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Meng Zhong's hands, and said: "Why don't you give me that room?"    

    

Meng Zhong casually kept the money in his pockets. This brat was very understanding, and caused his mood to improve a lot. Moreover, it was just a private room, he had the authority to cancel the reservation.    

    

Seeing that, the servant by the side quickly spoke to Meng Zhong with a troubled expression.    

    

"Brother Zhong, how was it?" Xie Feng puffed up his chest.    

    

"I'm afraid not."    

    

"Why?" Xie Feng almost exploded.    

    

Meng Zhong coldly snorted, and said: "The guests who have booked rooms, not only have paid for the room, they have also bought two bottles of the most expensive red wine here!"    

    

Xie Feng was immediately speechless, this person's skill was just too great! One had to know that the top alcohol at the Seventh Degrees bar was famous in the town, and each bottle was priced at a few hundred thousand yuan!    

    

Although the price of a luxurious room could barely be endured, it would still be extremely painful. If not for the fact that he wanted to establish his image in front of Liu Ying, he wouldn't be so generous.    

    

However, these two bottles of shop name wine were definitely not something he could afford!    

    

After thinking about it carefully, Xie Feng smiled and said to Liu Ying: "Yinzi, look, there are no more luxurious rooms here.    

    

"Big Brother Feng, this big bag is already impressive enough, in any case, some people won't pay." Su Yan sneered on the side.    

    

"What do you think?" Xie Feng asked again.    

    

The meaning of his words was clear. It wasn't that I couldn't afford a luxurious room, but that the seventh bar was empty.    

    

Liu Ying's mouth was slightly agape, and just as she was about to speak, she was met with a sweeping gaze that forcefully suppressed her words.    

    

"Manager, take us to a luxurious private room." Zhou Hui's face was calm, his tone calm.    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, everyone was stunned for a moment.    

    

"Are you not just a piece of trash, but deaf? Brother Zhong has made it very clear that the luxurious private room has been reserved! " Xie Feng was immediately incensed.    

    

In the hall, Zhou Hui's words caused everyone to be extremely shocked, even Meng Zhong who was watching the show also quickly cast his gaze over.    

    

However, when they saw that the person who spoke was an ordinary young man who did not have a single piece of good clothing on him, their faces immediately darkened.    

    

How could such a person afford to buy two bottles of wine?    

    

However, he did not question him, so he must have asked in vain. Instead, it was Xie Feng who continued to berate him with eyes filled with fury: "What do you mean? You want to cheat me? "    

    

In his eyes, Zhou Hui was just an ordinary person, he was just a piece of trash Liu Ying used as a shield.    

    

With just him, not to mention buying two bottles of liquor, he definitely couldn't even afford to pay for the room. The reason why he had to pretend to be stupid was because he wanted to cheat him and force him to offend Brother Zhong.    

    

That must be it!    

    

Xie Feng said angrily: "You must be bold, you want to set a trap for me!"    

    

"How disgusting!"    

    

"How scheming does he think he is, idiot!"    

    

The men and women who came with Xie Feng all started to mock and curse at Zhou Hui. They knew that the more they cursed, the happier Brother Feng would be.    

    

Zhao Meng pinched him tightly, and warned him in a low voice: "What are you doing? Don't get me into trouble! Have you paid for it? "    

    

Not only that, Liu Ying could not help but become anxious, this kind of place was not for joking.    

    

Zhou Hui ignored the curses that came out of his mouth, only that his eyebrows had a faint vicissitudes of life, as he spoke to Meng Zhong once again: "I am Zhou Hui, the one who got 888 yuan."    

    

No matter what, she was Liu Qiang's younger sister. In terms of friendship, or perhaps it was his fault, he would definitely give her face tonight. As for Xie Feng and the others' sarcastic remarks, he really did not take them to heart.    

    

When Xie Feng heard this, he immediately sneered and said: "Speaking of this matter, you still dare to pretend to be a guest, you are truly courting death."    

    

"Hehe, don't know what's good for you."    

    

"Brother Zhong, this person has nothing to do with us."    

    

Liu Ying stared at them fiercely, just as he was about to speak to alleviate the situation, a voice suddenly sounded out.    

    

"You are Mr. Zhou Hui?" Meng Zhong asked.    

    

"Yes, you can go check it out." Yes, you can check it out. Zhou Hui casually took out a bank card, his tone indifferent.    

    

Meng Zhong's eyes flashed, replacing the previous indifference, revealed a smile, and said politely: "Since Mr. Zhou is able to take out the limited amount of gold from the Heavenly Trust Bank, naturally, he has the power to freely spend it in my shop. Little Chen, why haven't you taken Mr. Wang to the 888 room yet!"    

    

Meng Zhong had fumbled around in the entertainment arena for twenty years, but today he admitted that he had seen the wrong person. Just now, Zhou Hui had taken out the Heavenly Letter Bank Card, which was a limited edition only obtainable with a minimum deposit of eighty million.    

    

To be able to take out this card, it meant that this youth was not simple!    

    

They could not afford to offend such a person!    

    

Xie Feng's eyes immediately became anxious, and he asked Meng Zhong: "Who is he? Why should you bow down to him? "    

    

As for the others, none of them dared to speak up. After all, they were just Xie Feng's followers who had never seen the world before.    

    

Meng Zhong's gaze was like a sword, aimed straight at Xie Feng's heart, and spoke word by word with incomparable indifference: "Are you talking to me?"    

    

"Loyalty …" Brother Zhong, I don't believe that he has the money to pay the bill, so this card should be fake. Xie Feng grimaced, his expression warping.    

    

Meng Zhong looked at Zhou Hui again, his heart suddenly shook, he did not know when, but he had an astonishing aura on his body.    

    

This kind of aura, could be understood by ordinary people, but these few years Meng Zhong had worked hard to strengthen his body, his strength had increased very quickly, and he was extremely sensitive to Zhou Hui's aura.    

    

Possessing the Heaven's Trust card and an unfathomable strength, this young man had a very deep background!    

    

Meng Zhong took a deep breath, and said with an even more respectful tone: "I was rude before, I hope little brother can forgive me."    

    

"No problem. If there's no problem, bring us to our room." Zhou Hui said.    

    

"Of course not!"    

    

Meng Zhong personally walked up and made a gesture of invitation.    

    

They had no idea how much of a mockery this was in Xie Feng's eyes!    

    

"Liu Ying, today is supposed to be a reunion between all of you, so I came uninvited. I feel ashamed of myself so I booked a room first. Zhou Hui smiled.    

    

Liu Ying was startled, only then did he wake up from his daze, and immediately changed his expression, asking Xie Feng: Are you guys going?    

    

"Go!" How could I not go? "    

    

Xie Feng suppressed his anger and clenched his fists tightly. No matter what, he would find a chance to take revenge!    

    

As for his followers, they naturally followed suit, but it was obvious that everyone was more interested in Zhou Hui.    

    

Very quickly, Meng Zhong brought the group of people to the top room of the bar.