Chen Xun sorted out his clothes and said slowly: "This time you will not have to pay for the broken things in our bar, and we will also accompany you some money."

Fang Hongyun saw Chen Xun so lacking in backbone, hated him as a fence-skinned man. He usually took care of his business. He spent tens of thousands or even more than tens of thousands every time he came. He received a lot of rewards from himself every month, but now he can't beat him and immediately becomes timid.

Fang Hongyun secretly gave Ji Feng a color to his subordinates behind him and asked him to call and call some people over. He didn't believe that Ji Feng had three heads and six arms that could hit so many people.

Ji Feng also walked to the sofa and sat down, crossed his legs, and looked at the two people on the ground with fun.

Fang Hongyun also got up from the ground and saw that Ji Feng didn't say anything, so he found a stool to sit down.

Chen Xun, on the other hand, poured them a glass of red wine attentively, "Brothers, you are both big business people. If you have anything to do, why bother with each other? It would be better to be kind."

Ji Feng smiled and said, "Do you know what story there is between Fang Hongyun and I, so you dare to be a peacemaker."

Chen Xun said respectfully: "No matter what grudges you have, can you go out and fight outside the bar? If you make such a fuss, I will suffer too much loss. The items that were damaged are more than 100,000. After it is spread, the reputation of our bar will be affected. How can customers come here to consume in the future? This loss will be huge."

Ji Feng sneered coldly: "Just like your broken table, the broken chair costs tens of thousands of dollars?"

You are fucking me, right? Do you think I am a fool and have you ever bought anything?"

Chen Xun said awkwardly: "We all have invoices. If you don't believe me, I can ask someone to bring the invoices to you."

As he said that, he called Xiong Ailing from Finance.

"Accountant Xiong, I am Chen Xun. You should bring us any other purchase invoices or bills on the table here. The private room should be fast, and there are distinguished guests here to see."

Accountant Xiong is a middle-aged woman with short hair with strange ears and high heels. Dadada walked in and took out a large stack of receipts from the file bag. "Manager Chen, this is what you want, I've brought them all."

"Well, it's not bad. There's no business for you here. Go back."

Chen Xun looked at the receipt in his hand and handed it to Ji Feng.

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the data above. What he made now is an Italian leather handmade sofa. It costs 200,000 yuan when he bought it. The chair in front of him is also made of precious poplar wood, each with 30,000 yuan. The glass in his hand is also very exaggerated. It is imported from abroad, and one costs tens of thousands.

Ji Feng was filled with emotion. He felt that the few quilts he had just broken cost more than 100,000 yuan. Didn’t Chen Xun lie to me?

"Looking at your invoice, your bar costs hundreds of millions of dollars just to decorate.

Can you make money back?"

Ji Feng asked casually and continued to flip through the invoice in his hand.

Chen Xun said: "We are the highest-end bar in Yangcheng. Guests must make reservations in advance every day, otherwise there will be no seats.

The turnover of a day starts with millions. If it is popular during holidays, the turnover of a day can even reach nine digits."
Chapter completed!