All the fools.

The waiter at the Triumph Hotel ignored anyone and just served Su Wanying alone.

Zheng Meili forgot the purpose of this party, and her vanity suffered a fatal blow.

She angrily slapped the table: "Waiter, what are you doing? I am the host of the party, this table I ordered!"

The waiter smiled: "Sorry, you can leave if you don't like it. It's already booked here!"

What he meant was that this hotel was originally owned by Mrs. Su Wanying.

Zheng Meili immediately misunderstood and pointed at Su Wanying and screamed: "You did it on purpose, right? You deliberately booked a venue to humiliate me? What do you mean?"

Su Wanying waved her hand: "It was my man who booked the venue. I'm sorry, I don't know."

Everyone looked at Chen Qingzhi.

The fat girl gently approached Zheng Meili: "Beautiful, it's obvious that Su Wanying is here to destroy you today!"

Zheng Meili's eyes were on fire and she gritted her teeth: "Hmph, it won't take long. Su Wanying will become a man's plaything later. I'll let her be arrogant for a while!"

Everyone sat down again, and Su Wanying asked the waiter to serve Western food at this time.

The party has barely begun.

The girls are not happy now when they see Su Wanying.

A girl from another place, from a small place, actually showed off her style in front of a group of white-collar workers in the demon city.

"Su Wanying, what job does your husband do? He is so rich, he has booked the hotel?"

"Yes, did you borrow usury to book a hotel for the sake of face?"

"This is not good. We are not outsiders. There is no need to borrow money to show off. It's too boring to be a swollen face and pretend to be fat."

The slightly fat girl was even more direct: "Su Wanying, your monthly salary is quite large, but that little money can't cover this hotel, right?"

They mocked Su Wanying for full firepower.

Su Wanying felt helpless.

She lowered her voice and asked, "Husband, why did you make it like this? Are you deliberately angry with them?"

Chen Qingzhi smiled faintly: "Just want to annoy them, fight quickly, look at it, these clowns are about to start performing again!"

At this time, a squeak outside the hotel stopped a Maserati.

A handsome young man walked in quickly with the car keys and sat next to Miss Zhang.

Miss Zhang had a light on her face and she deliberately fiddled with her boyfriend's car keys: "Hey, I don't really like luxury cars, but this Maserati is a limited edition, and it's really comfortable to sit on."

The girls all frowned and curled their lips...

Miss Zhang's boyfriend raised his head and was a little floating: "As long as it is my baby likes, I will buy everything!"

The slightly fat girl coughed and laughed: "Now, the nouveau riche recognizes the Maserati brand. My parents bought me a Jaguar JX. After all, it is a car from the old noble England, and I like it very much."

Everyone in the field started talking about cars.

They are all white-collar workers with high incomes, and they are very good at talking about luxury cars.

And Miss Zhang was completely despised.

Everyone praises fat girls for being tasteful and not that vulgar.

Miss Zhang's face turned red with anger.

When Chen Qingzhi heard them speak inappropriately, he almost laughed out loud.

Su Wanying never cared about luxury cars and couldn't help asking: "Husband, what are they saying? I don't understand cars at all."

Chen Qingzhi burst into laughter and explained plainly: "The Maserati of Miss Zhang's boyfriend is not a limited edition, but a SUVC series, commonly known as the beggar's version, the lowest priced Maserati, about 400,000 yuan."

As she said that, she laughed again: "As for the Jaguar XJ that Fat Niu mentioned, it is definitely not the original version. The original version was only produced in the 1990s, each of which has a number and is a collection-level. What she said should be a replica model, and the price is just about 600,000 yuan."

Everyone in the field was quiet.
Chapter completed!