Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Deng Zhi's brain was buzzing, and he looked at the waiter stupidly, not knowing what to say.

Deng Zhi, who had never worried about money since he was a child, and never had credit, could only smile apologetically at the waiter, and said to wait a moment, then picked up his mobile phone and started calling familiar friends.

The first one was naturally to call Jiang Anya. The phone rang three times and was hung up immediately.

Deng Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and then called again, but the phone was already turned off.

Deng Zhi had a feeling of being abandoned in his heart. He called his familiar friends again, but each of them either shied away from having no money, or had no time to send money for the time being. After making a round of calls on his mobile phone, Deng Zhi found out that his friend ... so few.

The difference was 4000 yuan, and the families of the postgraduate students were all poor, so he didn't feel embarrassed to call them.

Deng Zhi was even more dumbfounded, and sat on the sofa blankly.

The waiter was a little impatient, "Sir, when will you not be able to get the money?"

Deng Zhi looked at the waiter. He had never been to this place before, and it didn't matter if the waiter didn't know him. Deng Zhi could only bite the bullet and call home.

But when Mrs. Deng heard that Deng Zhi was in the entertainment place, she said decisively: "Deng Zhi, you are 25 years old now, not fifteen. Have you ever seen a man who is 25 years old and still asks his family for money?"

In a word, Deng was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Hanging up the phone again, the waiter's face was already quite ugly, "So it's the overlord's meal!"

The waiter's words were ugly, with contempt, and the polite attitude just now was gone, "Cut, I don't have money to pack a lot of money, and I want a case of wine, and the one who speaks is full of confidence. I said sir, even if you are dating a woman, it's not like that." Let's make a bubble!"

Deng Zhi had no choice but took out his mobile phone and 2000 yuan, "These are mortgaged here, is that enough?"

The waiter was even more contemptuous, "Sir, are you playing with me? Just throw your second-hand mobile phone on the market and sell it for seven or eight hundred. Do you think it is enough?"

The waiter then turned around and found a group of bodyguards, and then everyone surrounded Deng Zhi, threw him out of the private room, and threw him at the entrance of the entertainment venue.

"Tch, if you don't have money to eat the overlord's meal, that's the end. We didn't take you to the police station, it's not bad!"

"Call me! How shameless!"

"If you dare to eat the overlord's meal, you will bear our wrath!"

A group of people rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to fight.

"Wait." Suddenly, a crisp female voice spoke.

Everyone looked up, and saw a woman in a yellow dress approaching step by step, and then handed over a card, "How much does he owe, I will pay."

Deng Zhi's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was paralyzed on the ground. When he saw the woman in front of him with squinted eyes, he felt humiliated and ashamed.

The person who came was none other than Chang Weiyuan.

Deng Zhi looked at her, but Chang Weiyuan didn't seem to see this person at all. The waiter took the card, smiled and said, "Miss, why do you have to pay for this kind of person? Take a look, how can you talk like this?" What's so good about your man? Are you friends?"

Chang Weiyuan didn't explain, the waiter was also happy that someone had paid the bill, after the bill was settled, Deng Zhi had already tried his best to get up from the ground.

He didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of Chang Weiyuan.

Seeing Chang Weiyuan like this, still pure, kind, and righteous, he felt for the first time that he was not good enough for her.

[There was no code word yesterday, I wrote it early this morning, and the update time for the remaining five shifts will be delayed by an hour, sorry. 】