Chapter 862 (1/2)

Dong Wenfeng was born as a special forces soldier. He strictly abides by the three disciplines and eight points of attention in the army, and strictly abides by the prohibition of alcohol, so his drinking capacity is not very good.

But Su Zhen defied himself covetously. How can he refuse? He can't lose his wild nature or tiger nature. Moreover, the strong generals trained in the army are not counsellors, and Dong Wenfeng doesn't have the word counsellor in his dictionary.

Although Dong Wenfeng doesn't have any cash, he can easily find millions of monetary accessories (bank cards) on him.

”Where is your steward?”

Dong Wenfeng's cry is like the momentum of Zhang Fei's angry bombardment of Changbanpo in the romance of the Three Kingdoms. It's like a powerful rainbow. If a weak woman stands beside her, she will be frightened and dirty. It's because she has lost her makeup.

What make complaints about the sound is what a short, sharp looking man came rushing over, and a smile on his face. Dong Wenfeng could not help but feel his heart in the Tucao.

”This man wants to be alone...” Murong couldn't help laughing.

”Like who...”

”It's like an Iron Rooster without a hair. No... it's an Iron Rooster without a hair...”

It turns out that the steward of Linyuan pavilion looks extreme. He is round and does not slip autumn on his head. He doesn't even have an eyebrow. He doesn't even find one eyelash, let alone a beard.

The steward also heard some voices. Just now, Dong Wenfeng casually cleaned up more than a dozen bodyguards, two of whom were seriously injured, and the tall waiter was even insane.

Even Mr. Su humbly invited him to be his friend, and he dared not offend him.

”What can I do for you, sir?” The steward spoke with an ordinary service attitude, but his voice was strange. It was like a stewardess dressed as a man on the plane.

”Don't make fun of you. Give me a million dollars in cash first.” While talking, Dong Wenfeng has taken out a black gold card.

”Wow... It's a black gold card...”

”This man is a hidden rich man!”

The men and women in the Linyuan Pavilion Hall saw Dong Wenfeng take out a black gold card. You know, there are no more than 100 rich people in the world who have such black gold cards. Unexpectedly, Dong Wenfeng has one at random.

Even Su Zhen couldn't help sighing. He didn't expect that this humble smelly boy would have a black gold card. He can't even apply for it so far. What means does he have to do it.

The housekeeper trembled and took the black gold card. Fortunately, he didn't come forward to shut Dong Wenfeng out just now. Otherwise, how distressed he would be if such a big rich man lost it! Instead, he scolded the bodyguards as fools, and then he had to let the two waiters go.

Su Zhen was unwilling to be outdone. He put out more than a dozen bank cards of similar colors from his wallet, but he couldn't find a diamond card, let alone a black gold card. He counted three bank cards and handed them to the steward just now. In the same tone, he said, ”change me three million cash!”

”Eh...”

There was an uproar at the scene. Unexpectedly, Su Zhen was so forced that the maximum amount of a card was only one million. If all the cards added up, they would not be worth a fraction of Dong Wenfeng.