The glance was full of disdain, but Manager Zhao didn’t care at all, and even had a big smile on his face, because the big boss recognized only him, not Lin Tian. This was the source of his pride.
Manager Zhao shot a triumphant look at Lin Tian, his eyes clearly conveying a message – see, they only recognize me. Your influence is useless here. In the end, it has to be me who steps in to resolve the issue.
Lin Tian didn’t stop him; he just let him show off and see what tricks he could play.
"So it’s big brother Fan Lei." Manager Zhao nodded and bowed servilely to the seated boss. However, the sight of a man in his thirties calling a twenty-year-old big brother made the managers of the bar shiver in disgust.
It was too submissive; Night Rose Bar was after all a high-class establishment, and this groveling behavior was like losing face completely. Both the management and the waitstaff felt humiliated.
After Manager Zhao had spoken, he turned and nodded to the people from the sports car clan. There was also someone sitting in a chair there, but he wasn’t looking at Manager Zhao; he was frowning at Lin Tian.
"Big brother Li Wenxuan, you’re here too." Manager Zhao bowed deeply with equal respect, trying not to offend either side, but the others didn’t even give him a glance.
"Manager Zhao..." Fan Lei called out.
"What can I do for you, big brother Fan Lei?" Manager Zhao quickly turned to answer.
"You, turn around immediately, face the door, and get out." Fan Lei pointed towards the door and commanded.
Manager Zhao’s face went through a bout of embarrassment, and before he could appease, he was driven out, with nowhere to put his face. Still, he dared not get angry and maintained a smiling face.
Lin Tian watched and got goose bumps all over. Damn, some people’s faces are just too thick. I thought I was already shameless enough, but this, this is outright shamelessness.
"Big brother Fan Lei, how about we both give a little, step back a bit?" Manager Zhao said cautiously.
"Give you face? Sure, come here," Fan Lei gestured with a hook of his finger and smiled.
That smile relieved Manager Zhao considerably, and he smugly thought to himself that his influence still had some sway. He shot another look at Lin Tian before walking over to Fan Lei.
"Come here, bend down. You’re too tall, how can I give you face standing so high?" Fan Lei gestured and continued with a smile.
Though puzzled, Manager Zhao dutifully bent down. But just as he bowed his head, Fan Lei suddenly slapped him, the sound "smack" sending Manager Zhao tumbling to the ground.
"Damn, you want me to give you face? Who the hell are you? Even if Bai Yufeng came, he would still have to show me some respect, and who do you think you are? Get out now, take your people with you, or don’t blame me for being rude!" Fan Lei suddenly changed his expression, spat on Manager Zhao, and bellowed fiercely.
Manager Zhao was stunned, sitting on the ground unable to recover his senses, his previous cockiness vanished without a trace. Everything had been going smoothly, yet the other party suddenly changed and attacked. Now, Manager Zhao felt like crying.
Seeing Manager Zhao lingering and not leaving, Fan Lei raised his hand as if to slap him again, but the usually silent Li Wenxuan suddenly spoke up to stop him.
"Fan Lei, you can stop now. You dare to be so presumptuous in front of the god of cars!" Li Wenxuan suddenly said, though the reason left everyone baffled.
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