Chapter 1855 Take Me Out for Dinner

Mrs. Feng gave the eviction order very simply and neatly.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Lin Rushui pushed forward again and walked in. She raised her hand politely and said, "Mr. Ye, please."

Ye Tianlong looked at Mrs. Feng and wanted to set up a friendship to save her from paying tribute for a few years. He wanted to explain the gift so that she would not target him.

But after thinking about it, he finally shook his head depressedly, then waved his hand and left the room. Mrs. Feng was probably angry, so it was better to avoid her at this moment.

Ye Tianlong walked out of the inner room, passed through the hall, and then walked out of the door. At the door, the Ghost Foot King was still guarding the door loyally, showing a murderous intention.

Seeing Ye Tianlong come out with a dejected look, Ghost Foot King suddenly smiled and said unceremoniously:

"Boy, are you being criticized for pretending to be in front of my wife?"

The Ghost Foot King took revenge: "I knew you would end up like this a long time ago. You don't have any rules. It would be strange if Madam didn't kill you."

Ye Tianlong was too lazy to pay attention to him, stretched across the corridor, took out his mobile phone and called Lei Jiuzhi to inform him about today's meeting.

Then, Ye Tianlong asked: "Lao Lei, five points for dry stocks, is this really the rule of the gambling world? Didn't Mrs. Feng fool me?"

"I've been so busy lately that I forgot to tell you about this."

Lei Jiuzhi patted his head when he heard this, and then took up the topic apologetically: "Mrs. Feng didn't fool you. Paying tribute at five points is indeed the rule of worshiping the top of the mountain."

"In the past, there was only one casino in Macao, the Feng Family. Later, the Macao government decided to open up gambling rights, and the Feng Family refused to be robbed of their fat."

"At that time, half of Macao's industry belonged to the Feng family. If the Feng family didn't agree, opening up gambling rights would be empty talk, so the two parties negotiated privately."

"In the end, an agreement was reached. Each casino will give the Feng family five points every year."

"So Mrs. Feng didn't lie to you, and 300 million is actually very little. As long as we can operate it, 300 million a year is just like fun."

Lei Jiuzhi smiled and joked: "I really hope she continues to look down on us, so that she can pay less tribute."

Ye Tianlong sighed softly: "It's true that the Zhumen are stinking of wine and meat, and they will freeze to death on the road. Okay, 300 million will be 300 million."

"Old Lei, the mountain has been bowed, and the rest will be left to you."

He warned: "You can let the engineering team start work."

Lei Jiuzhi quickly replied: "Don't worry, we will start full work tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Tianlong put his phone in his pocket and was about to go out to the parking lot when he saw Mrs. Feng and her group coming from the corridor.

At the same time, a group of men and women in colorful clothes also appeared at the entrance of the gate, pouring in with great momentum and a bloodthirsty aura about them.

Ye Tianlong looked closely and found that they were a group of Japanese people.

"Good morning, madam."

Before Ye Tianlong could look at the group of Japanese people, a short man walking in front burst into laughter, and then shouted to Mrs. Feng and the others:

"I went to the office to see you several times. You were either on a business trip or in a meeting. You never had time to see me."

The short man approached with a group of people: "I didn't expect that it would be such a coincidence today that I would see you in this club. It's really fate."

He is short, about 1.5 meters tall, but has a strong body and a mushroom head. He has a big smile on his face, but his eyes are as evil as a mouse.

When he got close to Mrs. Feng, not only did his eyes shine, but he also glanced at three points, and even his breathing became a little rapid.

"Mr. Miyamoto, good morning."

Mrs. Feng narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the 1.5-meter man in front of her: "Yes, I didn't expect to meet here by such a coincidence."

"It's a pity that I still have a luncheon and don't have time to chat with Mr. Miyamoto. Otherwise, I would treat Mr. Miyamoto to dinner."

Ye Tianlong, who was not far away, was slightly stunned. It seemed that he did not expect that the short man was Saburo Miyamoto, the highest person in charge of the affairs of the Imperial Sword Association in Macao.

He could also see that Mrs. Feng was disgusted with this guy. Although her self-restraint kept her polite, she could not hide the disgust in her eyes.

"If the luncheon Madam is talking about refers to the banquet for Miss Yue Guobai..."

Saburo Miyamoto burst out laughing: "Then I can happily tell you, madam, that you don't have to go to today's luncheon."

"Because Miss Bai got on the special plane back to China fifteen minutes ago. She has some matters to deal with at home, so she cannot have dinner with Madam."

He smiled but said: "I guess her secretary or close associate will call you soon."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Rushui's cell phone vibrated slightly. After listening for a moment, she spoke to Mrs. Feng:

"Madam, Miss Bai's assistant called. Miss Bai has some personal matters to go back to. We can't have dinner together at noon."

Lin Rushui tried her best to control her emotions, but she still glanced at Saburo Miyamoto coldly, as if she guessed that he was causing trouble at the luncheon.

"Madam, did you hear that? Miss Bai is back."

Saburo Miyamoto took a step forward, looked at the extremely charming Mrs. Feng and secretly swallowed his saliva: "Your lunch time is free."

"I wonder if Madam is willing to give Miyamoto a chance to let me, the little leader of the Imperial Sword Club who relies on the Feng family for food, treat Madam to a meal?"

Saburo Miyamoto reminded me with a smile: "Madam just said that if you weren't free at noon, you would treat me to a good meal."

"Now that Miss Bai has missed the appointment, Madam is free, and I am willing to have dinner with her. Madam won't fall out, right?"

He said, "Although it is natural for a beauty to default on her debts, my wife is still the helmsman of the Feng family. Going back on her word will still affect the reputation of the Feng family."

Mrs. Feng's pretty face turned cold, she regretted that she had said something final just now, otherwise she could have just left with a sentence of 'no appetite'.

The Ghost Foot King couldn't help but shouted: "Miyamoto, how do you talk to Madam?"

"Pa!"

Before the Ghost Foot King finished speaking, Miyamoto Saburo flashed and appeared in front of the Ghost Foot King in an instant, slapping him hard.

With a crisp sound, the Ghost Foot King couldn't dodge in time and was directly slapped away by Miyamoto Saburo.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to resist, which also made Lin Rushui and the others jump. This was the first time that Miyamoto Saburo showed his skills.

"The master is talking, when is it the turn of a dog to bark?"

Miyamoto Saburo's eyes turned cold: "Do you still have Madam in your eyes?"

It was a simple and rough warning, and it was also a demonstration to Madam Feng.

The Ghost Foot King spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of anger, and stood up to attack, but Lin Rushui shook his head to stop him.

"Pah!"

At this time, Miyamoto Saburo raised his hand and slapped himself in the face again, and restored his harmless smile, and said to Madam Feng:

"Madam, I'm sorry, I saw that the servant was unruly, I couldn't help it, so I disciplined him for you."

"But it's always wrong for me. After all, you have to look at the owner when you beat the dog, so I slapped myself in the face to show my respect for you, Madam."

Miyamoto Saburo also bowed: "I'm sorry."

This guy is flexible, can laugh and be fierce, which is really a headache.

Madam Feng could only sneer: "It seems that I have to thank Mr. Miyamoto for his discipline."

"I dare not, I dare not, I'm too much."

Miyamoto Saburo smiled and replied, then stretched out his hand to the side: "Madam, please come this way, I have asked someone to prepare puffer fish, it's delicious."

He looked at Madam Feng's long legs, and thought to himself that these legs are probably more delicious than puffer fish.

"Oh, Madam, wait a minute."

Just when Madam Feng was about to reluctantly eat the meal, a voice came over carelessly, and then Ye Tianlong appeared like a whirlwind.

"Gifts should be exchanged..."

Ye Tianlong smiled and said: "I gave you a gift, why don't you take me out for dinner..."