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Shen Qinghan's mind went blank.

Although she is the president of the Shen Group, 800,000 yuan was nothing to her in the past.

But it's definitely not a small number!

How is she going to pay off this 860,000 yuan debt?!

"Jiang Ye! Are you crazy?!"

Shen Qinghan snapped out of her daze and angrily yelled at Jiang Ye, "You ordered over 800,000 yuan worth of food for one meal?! Are you out of your mind?! Even if Zi Mo said he was treating, you can't be so shameless as to rip off a rich person like this!"

"Exactly! Are you desperate for money?!" Shen Yinyin chimed in from the side. "Sis, don't worry about him! Let him pay for it himself! If he can't afford it, have the police arrest him!"

Gu Ziming also sneered repeatedly: "Qinghan, you're too kind. The best way to deal with a scoundrel is to let him fend for himself."

Faced with the three men's repeated criticisms and mockery, Jiang Ye finally made a move.

He picked up a napkin from the table, slowly wiped his hands, and then stood up.

He didn't bother with a single unnecessary word, simply pulling a pure black card with dark gold patterns inlaid on the edges from his pocket and tossing it onto the table.

"Swipe my card!"

The restaurant manager's eyes widened the moment he saw the card.

That's a Centurion Black Gold Credit Card, with only 500 issued worldwide and no upper limit on the amount!

In critical moments, calling the number on the back of this credit card can even call in a helicopter to rescue people.

Not to mention in Hanju, there are no more than 20 people in the entire country who have this card.

"drop--"

The lobby manager picked up the card with trembling hands and swiped it lightly on the POS machine.

No password was required; the payment was successfully deducted directly.

Jiang Ye looked down at Shen Qinghan, whose face was pale and whose eyes were full of shock, and then glanced at Gu Zimo, who was standing next to him in a daze. A cold, extremely mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Didn't Mr. Shen say he'd pay the bill for me? What, you can't even come up with a million?"

"It seems that Manager Gu, the newly appointed department manager, isn't all that great."

After a long while, the employees from the departments that Gu Ziming brought with them finally woke up from their daze and started making a ruckus.

"Holy crap! That black card just now... I didn't see it wrong, did I? That's the legendary Centurion Black Card?!"

"Over 800,000 yuan for a meal, and he just swiped his card without even blinking?!"

"Wait... isn't he the Shen family's full-time driver? Isn't he a good-for-nothing who lives off his wife?"

"This guy isn't just a loser, he's a hidden super-rich tycoon! How can he be so rich?!"

Hearing the shocked discussions of the employees around him, Shen Qinghan stood there blankly, staring at the printed receipt for 860,000 yuan on the table, feeling a wave of dizziness.

Is this still the same Jiang Ye who was so timid and submissive in front of her, even having to report to her before buying a bag of salt?

Who is he? Where did he get so much money?!

An unprecedented sense of panic and regret suddenly gripped Shen Qinghan's heart like a venomous snake.

Jiang Ye looked at everyone and said calmly, "What are you all standing for? Sit down. Didn't Manager Gu just say he was going to treat us to a celebration? I'll pay the bill for you now, so eat as much as you like."

After these words were spoken, everyone finally sat down at the restaurant table.

The restaurant is bustling again.

After a while,

The restaurant's waiters then filed in, pushing elegant food carts.

As the lids of the pure silver plates were lifted one by one, the aroma of top-quality ingredients instantly filled the entire hall.

The Almas white caviar, radiating a dazzling golden hue, is served in a crystal ice bowl;

M12 grade purebred Wagyu tomahawk steak sizzles on the hot plate, sprinkled with expensive white truffle slices;

The enormous French blue lobster was carefully cooked, and the meat was crystal clear.

And that bluefin tuna belly that was airlifted in, its fat marbling was as perfect as marble.

In addition, all sorts of seafood filled the table.

Finally, the restaurant manager, wearing white gloves, carefully brought out the two bottles of decanted 1990 Romanée-Conti red wine and respectfully poured Jiang Ye a glass.

Looking at this table of top-notch luxury feasts that they usually only saw on TV and in magazines, the employees from the departments that Gu Ziming brought all swallowed hard and stared wide-eyed.

The expressions on Shen Yinyin and Gu Ziming's faces, standing to the side, were truly fascinating.

Embarrassment, humiliation, and shock—a mix of emotions clung to their faces.

However, when that enticing aroma wafted into their noses, their greed ultimately overcame their embarrassment.

Shen Yinyin swallowed hard. Although she was a young lady of the Shen family, the Shen family had been declining in the past two years. Even Shen Qinghan would never spend more than 800,000 yuan to treat them to such exquisite dishes.

Every bite you take on this table is pure gold and silver!

"Well... since someone insists on being a sucker and treating us, we might as well eat it."

Shen Yinyin forced herself to save face, pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the sterling silver knife and fork in front of her, her eyes fixed on the plate of bluefin tuna belly, ready to feast.

Gu Ziming coughed twice to hide his extreme embarrassment and then sat down.

He thought to himself, "Anyway, Jiang Ye paid for it. I've lost face today, so I have to make up for it with my stomach. This is a bottle of Romanée-Conti worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. Normally, I don't even have the right to smell it."

Just as Shen Yinyin's fork was about to touch the fish and Gu Ziming's hand was about to pick up his wine glass, the moment came.

"Smack."

Jiang Ye was playing with a pure silver lighter in his hand, and gently tapped it on the table.

The sound wasn't loud, but it caused Shen Yinyin and Gu Ziming to freeze in mid-air.

Jiang Ye leaned back in his chair, swirling the crimson liquid in his wine glass, watching the two of them with a half-smile:

Did I let you eat it?

Jiang Ye's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable chill.

"Jiang Ye, what do you mean?!" Shen Yinyin slammed her fork on the table, shouting angrily, "You just said we could eat as much as we wanted, and now you're going back on your word? Are you a sore loser?!"

Gu Ziming's face also darkened, and he said coldly, "Jiang Ye, leave some room for others. You've already stolen the show today, there's no need to be so aggressive, is there?"

"Aggressive?"

Jiang Ye chuckled softly, as if he had heard a joke.

"When Manager Gu slammed the menu in front of me and said he wanted to give it to me, why didn't he say 'leave a way out for others'? I was offering it to the employees of the Shen Group, not to the two of you!"

"Besides, I'm doing this for your own good. Didn't you just say that ordering so many fancy dishes would upset my poor stomach?"

Jiang Ye turned to the restaurant manager standing to the side, barely daring to breathe, and calmly instructed, "Manager, remove the tableware and dishes from in front of these two. Go to the kitchen and make each of them a bowl of clear broth noodles. Remember, no meat, no oil, not even scallions. These two have delicate stomachs and can't handle this rich food; I can't afford to make them sick."

"This..." The restaurant manager hesitated for a moment, but after glancing at the Centurion black card that hadn't been put away yet on the table, he immediately nodded vigorously, "Yes, sir, I'll arrange it right away!"

Several waiters immediately stepped forward and unceremoniously removed the top-quality tableware from in front of Shen Yinyin and Gu Ziming, even rolling up the tablecloths in front of them.