Although Qin Wan’er really disliked these people, her kind nature couldn’t bear seeing them being beaten so miserably. Despite Zhang Xiaoyou and the others being despicable, they were nonetheless girls.
"Dong, Brother Dong..." Qin Wan’er looked timidly at Dong Zhiping and spoke softly.
She didn’t know Dong Zhiping or who had asked him to protect her, so she was very anxious as she spoke.
"Wan’er, do you want Brother Dong to let these people go?" Dong Zhiping asked with a smile.
Qin Wan’er lightly nodded.
"Alright, since Wan’er says so, I’ll let them go."
Qin Wan’er was stunned. Such a powerful person as Brother Dong was that easygoing? Little did she know it wasn’t because Dong Zhiping was easygoing, but because she was Qin Yi’s sister. She wasn’t aware of how people now revered her brother as a god.
All the girls breathed a sigh of relief and cried tears of joy.
"Thank you, thank you, Wan’er. We really know we were wrong, and we won’t dare do it again."
The girls were full of gratitude.
However, Dong Zhiping sneered. Qin Wan’er couldn’t see it, but how could these people’s thoughts escape his eyes? They were only grateful to Qin Wan’er because of the current situation. In their hearts, they probably resented Qin Wan’er deeply. If they were not taught a lesson, such incidents would occur again.
"You may be spared from death, but living with guilt is unavoidable. Don’t just thank me with words; I never believe those," Dong Zhiping said coldly. "Each of you, kowtow and apologize to Wan’er."
Kowtow and apologize?
Zhang Xiaoyou and the others were dumbfounded. Who is Qin Wan’er? If they had to kowtow and apologize to her, how could they hold their heads high if word got out?
"Wu Zi, if anyone is unwilling, deal with them according to the rules."
"Yes!" Wu Zi replied solemnly, staring sharply at the girls.
Zhang Xiaoyou and the others trembled uncontrollably.
One girl couldn’t handle Wu Zi’s fierce gaze and, trembling, walked up to Qin Wan’er, knelt down with a thud, and sobbing, said, "Wan’er, I’m sorry. It’s all our fault. Please forgive me."
Qin Wan’er was at a loss for words. No one had ever kowtowed to her in her life. She hurriedly helped the girl in front of her, "Get up, I forgive you."
The girl dared not get up and looked at Dong Zhiping in fear.
Dong Zhiping chuckled coldly, "Since Wan’er forgives you, you can get up."
The girl then dared to stand up.
Zhang Xiaoyou kept her head down, eyes filled with venom, but still went over, knelt down, and pitifully said, "Wan’er, I am entirely at fault. Please forgive me, I’m sorry!"
"I forgive you. You can get up now!" Qin Wan’er didn’t help Zhang Xiaoyou. She was once her best friend, yet never expected her to harm her . Qin Wan’er couldn’t actually forgive Zhang Xiaoyou, she said it only because she didn’t want to see Zhang Xiaoyou getting beaten.
Zhang Xiaoyou got up, her eyes full of resentment... Qin Wan’er, you just wait. I will make you pay double for today’s humiliation one day.
Eight girls, taking turns to kowtow and admit their mistakes to Qin Wan’er, the latter few were forgiven by Qin Wan’er before they even knelt, with just a simple apology.
"Mr. Dong, can we go now?" Zhang Xiaoyou asked pitiably.
"Don’t rush, we’re not done yet. Don’t you need to settle the bill for what you consumed?" Dong Zhiping sneered.
"We’ll pay. We have no intention of skipping out on the bill."
The girls said in shock.
"Bring me the bill to take a look," Dong Zhiping demanded.
A bodyguard brought the bill over to Dong Zhiping.
"150,000. It’s not much," Dong Zhiping said, directly tearing the bill to pieces.
Everyone looked at Dong Zhiping puzzled.
"Wu Zi, don’t we have two bottles of Domaine de la Romanée-Conti?"
"Yes," Wu Zi replied.
"Bring those two bottles over and see how many bottles of Lafite and Latour we have left. Bring them all over, make sure to open all of them and pour out the wine, just bring the empty bottles."
"Boss, this..." Wu Zi was a bit confused. Letting other things slide was okay, but a bottle of Romanee Conti costs over a million, and with no market value, is it too wasteful to pour it out?
Dong Zhiping frowned and said, "Are you stupid? Pour the Romanee Conti into a decanter and put it in my office. Do whatever you want with the rest, you can drink it yourselves or pour it out."
Wu Zi was utterly bewildered, what was the boss trying to do? But it was not his place to ask, so he hurriedly nodded and went out to do it.
Ten minutes later, Wu Zi came in carrying a heap of empty bottles: two bottles of Romanee Conti, twelve bottles of 1986 Lafite, and twenty bottles of Latour, all placed on the table.
"Is this all there is?"
"Boss, the rest are on the shelves in each private room, but there are guests inside so I didn’t dare to disturb them. This is all that was at the reception. Boss, should I go collect them from all the private rooms?" Wu Zi asked.
Dong Zhiping waved his hand, "Never mind, clean up all the beer bottles on the table."
Soon, all the beer bottles on the table were cleared, leaving only a pile of wine bottles.
Zhang Xiaoyou and the others were all bewildered, not knowing what Dong Zhiping intended to do with a bunch of empty bottles.
Dong Zhiping sneered coldly, "The Romanee Conti here isn’t priced like outside. Prices here are determined by me, but I won’t overcharge you. Each bottle is 1.5 million, so two bottles are 3 million.
"This is an ’86 Lafite, not as valuable as the ’82. Here it’s priced at 100,000 a bottle. I’m not overcharging you; at such a venue, even beer costs 60 a bottle, so 100,000 for an ’86 Lafite isn’t expensive. These 12 bottles total 1.2 million."
"Latour isn’t worth much, market price a few thousand a bottle, but here it’s 30,000 a bottle. You previously took five bottles, totaling 25 bottles, which comes to 750,000."
After finishing, Dong Zhiping looked to Wu Zi, "Calculate, how much is it in total?"
"Boss, it adds up to 4.95 million," Wu Zi replied.
Dong Zhiping glanced around and sneered, "You consumed a total of 4.95 million tonight. I heard you say it’s AA, so that makes it 330,000 per person. Wan’er’s bill is on me, you can pay and get out."
Zhang Xiaoyou and the others were in utter shock, their expressions frozen.
The people on the ground, like He Ping and the others, almost fainted when they heard this number.
Qin Wan’er was also dumbfounded. 330,000 per person was an astronomical figure for her. She doesn’t even have 3,300 right now. Although Dong Zhiping said he’d cover her share, the number made her heart race.
"You, you... We didn’t drink those bottles!" Zhang Xiaoyou said, mustering her courage.
Dong Zhiping looked at her coldly, and Zhang Xiaoyou backed off a few steps in fear, almost falling.
"Whether you consumed these bottles is up to me to decide. If I say you did, then you did. The whole Red Sea KTV can testify. But let me make this clear to you, I’m framing you, I’m extorting you, this is the price for bullying Wan’er."
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