The rich man: Who made him rich?

Chapter 38 I will slap her in the face! [Godfathers, please read on! ]

In the private room and on the dining table, the dishes are exquisite.

Zhao Feng, however, had no intention of enjoying the food. He complained to Li Li, "How could Juanjuan, such a good girl, have such an unreasonable mother who wants so much dowry and is anxious to provide for her in her old age?"

When it comes to exciting things, emotions run high.

Li Li also understood the general situation. The mother-in-law was very vain. When her niece got married, she received a dowry of 300,000 yuan. She wanted to outdo her niece, but the greedy mother-in-law had a well-behaved daughter.

Juanjuan stayed at home to persuade her mother to change her mind. When they parted, she said to Zhao Feng: "Her mother refused to change her mind. She still had 10 yuan saved."

What a good girl... Li Li commented in his heart. He had met Juanjuan once and she spoke very gently. He didn't expect that she could do this for Zhao Feng.

"So what are you going to do now?" Li Li poured wine for Zhao Feng, thinking that he had made you cry today.

Zhao Feng drank it all in one gulp and sighed, "Let's see if Juanjuan can convince her mother. If not, we can only borrow money from relatives."

Li Li continued to pour the wine: "Juanjuan is a very good girl. Anyway, you are in Shanghai, and you only visit your mother-in-law once during the Chinese New Year. It won't affect you."

Zhao Feng drank and said, "Yes, my father and mother were so excited when they heard Juanjuan said she wanted 10 yuan as a gift. They said they would take out a loan to marry this girl, saying that a virtuous wife would make the third generation rich."

His voice sounded somewhat proud and somewhat depressed.

Li Li poured him wine with a smile.

Zhao Feng drank it all in one gulp and asked angrily, "Your mother-in-law asked you for a betrothal gift of 38.8 yuan, what would you do?"

Li Li said casually: "Just throw the bank card with 98.8 yuan in front of her and tell her not to bother me anymore..."

Zhao Feng's body was stiff, his face was red, and he stared at Li Li with dull eyes. He wanted to refute the 98.8 yuan he brought, but then he thought of the million-dollar luxury car parked in the garage looking up at the U8, and he was speechless.

Think about the scene described by Li Li, the arrogant mother-in-law, demanding a dowry of 38.8 yuan, and he simply threw a bank card with 98.8 yuan in front of her and stared at her with a fierce look.

"Here's 100 million, don't bother me anymore!"

Fuck, it makes me feel good just thinking about it!

A stream of heat rushed from Zhao Feng's buttocks to his crown, making him feel as if he was about to shout out in relief.

After a while, Zhao Feng calmed down. He didn't have 38.8 in his bank card, so how could he give 98.8?
Zhao Feng hesitated, "I don't have any..."

Li Li shrugged: "Then I don't know what you should do."

"Fuck." Zhao Feng angrily emptied his glass. He had already finished a bottle of red wine. His eyes were red and tears were flashing. "38.8! Dad, Mom, Juanjuan and I worked for a year in vain!"

"Not even close..., Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhao Feng hurriedly covered his face, but he was not as quick as Li Li, who clearly recorded the scene of Zhao Feng crying and sent it to the "Wang Zi Cheng Long" internal group.

Zhao Feng stared at Li Li angrily: "I am in solidarity with you, and you are playing tricks on me?!"

Li Li waved his hand and said, "I have a way to solve your mother-in-law's problem."

Zhao Feng immediately calmed down and looked at Li Li: "What do you have in mind?"

"I have money now, aren't you a rich second generation now? Just spend the money!" Li Li said leisurely.

Rich second generation, he keeps saying he’s my dad… Zhao Feng quickly reacted and glared at Li Li: “Are you taking advantage of me again?”

Li Li raised his eyebrows and said, "I gave you and Juanjuan a red envelope of 38.8 yuan for your wedding. Can't I be your godfather?"

"38.8, you are my dad, not..." Zhao Feng said with a big tongue. After a while, he reacted and opened his eyes wide: "How much did you say?"

Li Li clenched his fists in front of Zhao Feng and said, "I said 38.8!"

Hiss! Zhao Feng took a deep breath. A red envelope of 38.8 yuan?

It can only be described in four words: so terrifying!
To Li Li's surprise, Zhao Feng did not express gratitude or excitement, but rejected Li Li in a tangled manner: "38.8 is too much. I can't take yours."

The friendship among the people in the "Hope My Son Will Become a Dragon" group is very pure since their freshman year. Occasionally, they would borrow a large amount of "several thousand" from the group, but they would pay it back very quickly and the relationship has always been very close.

Li Li suddenly gave Zhao Feng a red envelope of 38.8 yuan, which scared Zhao Feng. "If you don't want it, that's fine." Li Li did not persuade Zhao Feng, he had many ways to deal with Zhao Feng, "Each of you will get a wedding red envelope of 38.8 yuan. If you don't want it, just share it with the other five people. It's no problem."

Hmm? Share my red envelope with others!

That won't work!
That's my money!

Zhao Feng scratched his head with an embarrassed expression: "No, no, Brother Li, give it to me...you should give it to me."

"Ah? You changed your mind..." Li Li pretended to be surprised. Seeing Zhao Feng's increasingly embarrassed expression, he deliberately said, "It's not that easy now."

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Call daddy."

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was nothing difficult: "Daddy, daddy, daddy...how many times do you want to hear? I will satisfy you all at once tonight."

"That's enough." Li Li waved his hand and asked, "Are you happy now? You're not angry anymore."

Zhao Feng smiled innocently and felt happy. The issue of the bride price was resolved.

How could he be angry?

"Tonight, I'm inviting Father Li to dinner. This meal is on me."

Li Li looked at the two bottles of famous wine from the French estate and hesitated mischievously: "How about I pay for it?"

Zhao Feng patted his chest and took the responsibility: "I will pay for this meal, you don't have to worry about it."

Li Li suppressed his laughter and nodded: "Okay, then thank you Mr. Zhao for treating me to dinner."

Zhao Feng made an OK gesture: "No big deal!"

The issue of the betrothal gift was resolved, and Zhao Feng's appetite was whetted. While eating, he sighed, "The taste of their restaurant is so good. I will bring Juanjuan here again in the future."

Li Li agreed with a smile and waited for Zhao Feng to pay the bill. Not to mention the two bottles of French red wine, the price of 4800 per person was enough for him to have a drink.

He was looking forward to the scene of Zhao Feng paying.

An hour later, Liang set up the reception desk for the evening banquet.

Li Li was standing not far away. Zhao Feng walked to the front desk and said to the lady at the front desk, "V2 private room, QR code payment."

The lady at the front desk said sweetly, "Okay, wait a moment."

After a "beep", the payment failed.

Zhao Feng’s mobile phone prompts: Insufficient balance.

The young lady looked at Zhao Feng awkwardly but politely and reminded him, "You don't have enough money~."

Zhao Feng said in a muffled voice: "How could that be? I have a balance of 5 yuan."

"I'll charge you 12~." The young lady became even more embarrassed, and began to look at the male employee, as if she was going to capture the two of them.

Li Li covered his face and couldn't help laughing. The scene before his eyes was a world famous painting!
"12 million!"

Zhao Feng couldn't suppress the surprise in his voice. What the hell kind of meal costs 12?
Robbery!
The young lady patiently explained: "Two bottles of red wine cost 10.5 yuan~."

"Okay." Li Li ended the farce, stood up and said, "Sweep mine."

"drop"

payment successful.

Zhao Feng was stunned.

The young lady said sweetly: "Welcome to visit next time~."

　PS: I think it was handled relatively smoothly. What do you godfathers think?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)