Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Why do you think I can't even afford a hundred dollars?" Ding Yi was stunned for a moment. He looked at Mr. Liu with great interest and continued to ask, "or did you intend to admit defeat from the beginning?"

"I..." Mr. Liu's face was stagnant, staring at Ding Yi, gritting his teeth and saying, "hum, I mean under normal circumstances, if you spend all of your money and continue to buy, of course not count!"

Hearing this, Ding Yi picked his eyebrows, his hands around his chest, and said faintly, "well, how do you calculate it?"

"Why don't you and I bid at the same time to see who has the higher price?" All of a sudden, Mr. Liu gave a sinister smile and raised an eyebrow at Ding Yi. He was not satisfied.

In his opinion, even if Ding Yi has a few small money, he is the second son of the Liu family. At any rate, the Liu family is on the top of the list in Freire city. Can this guy compare with him?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ding Yi was doomed to lose this time. Without waiting for Ding Yi to open his mouth, he said, "if you can compare with me, I will not only call you ye ye, but also be your younger brother. In the future, what you say will be what you say."

"How? Can we compare it? " Mr. Liu raised an eyebrow at Ding Yi.

The curtain fell in the eyes of the guests in the hall, and he could not help being speechless. The provocation of Mr. Liu was too inferior. It was normal that he would not be fooled. It seems that the bustle would not be realized.

"Compare, why not." However, no one thought that Ding Yi would agree.

He looked at Mr. Liu with a smile and said with his back, "why not accept a little brother for nothing?"

"Well, I can warn you, if you lose, kneel down immediately and knock me three times, and then get out of here!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Mr. Liu's face darkened, pointing to the outside and gnashing his teeth, he said, "remember, get out of here!"

"Waiter, I'll pay a thousand yuan for this bottle of wine and go to the bar." Ding Yi ignored Mr. Liu, but directly looked at the waiter, "no cash. I'll transfer the money to you later."

"A thousand dollars?" Mr. Liu's face changed slightly. Although a thousand yuan is nothing to him, his father and his elder brother have been cutting the living expenses of him recently. This thousand yuan is also a lot of money!

Seeing Mr. Liu's appearance, Ding Yi knew that this guy was not a rich man, so he pretended to be contemptuous and used a provocative method, and asked, "why? Scared for a thousand dollars? It seems that your Liu family is not a rich family either? "

"Fart, I'll give you fifteen!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Mr. Liu bit his teeth and yelled, "no matter how much money you pay, I'll be higher than you. I'll see how you fight me!"

"Hey, this young master Liu has been cheated. I'm afraid there will be a lot of bleeding this time!"

"Not necessarily. Liu's wealth is so thick. Even if he really pays so much, I'm afraid it's nothing for Mr. Liu."

The guests in the restaurant, where they were still in the mood to eat, all looked over and wondered who would win.

Of course, about 99% of the people think highly of Mr. Liu. After all, Mr. Liu is the second young master of the Liu family. He is also a top-notch member of the second-class family in Freire city. Apart from those big families, who dares to compete with Mr. Liu for financial resources?

"Are you sure it's more expensive than me?" Ding Yi has decided that this guy doesn't have much money. He decides to give Mr. Liu a tough hand. If Mr. Liu can be tough, he will give up.

"Of course, a word from a gentleman can never be recalled!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Mr. Liu nodded immediately.

"Young man, don't hold on. Mr. Liu is not something you can provoke. You'd better apologize." Not far away, a middle-aged man pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, looked at Ding Yi and said.

Hearing someone say something for Ding Yi, the others all agreed: "yes, young man, it's not worth taking your savings in one breath."

Ding Yi smiles at the man. Without any further hesitation, he takes out his mobile phone directly from his pocket and says, "I'll give you ten thousand yuan. If you are sure you'll pay me more than me, I'll lose the wine."

"Ten thousand dollars?! Are you crazy, young man Hearing that Ding Yi wants to pay 10000 yuan, the middle-aged man who just dissuades Ding Ding Yi almost jumps up.

What's the concept of ten thousand yuan? It was half a year's income of a normal person. Ding Yi actually wanted to buy a bottle of wine, which was too luxurious!

"You, can you afford ten thousand dollars?" Mr. Liu's face changed at first, but soon he returned to normal. With a sneer on his mouth, he said, "I think you are lying about your words. Are you talking nonsense?! If you can afford 10000 yuan, even if I lose, you can pay! "

Mr. Liu made it clear that he wanted to go to the end with Ding Yigang. Even if he had ten thousand yuan, it would be very difficult for him to get rid of it. Moreover, if he used so much money at once, his father and elder brother would surely split themselves. Thinking of this, Mr. Liu snorted coldly. Ding Yi, a country bumpkin wrapped in animal skin, could afford 10000 yuan?

"It seems that Mr. Liu has admitted defeat?" Ding Yi's banter is more intense. He takes out his mobile phone and bank card from his pocket, looks at the waiter and says, "transfer or swipe the card, you choose.""You, you..." The waiter's face turned pale and stood up. Could this guy really come up with ten thousand yuan?

Hearing Ding Yi's words, Mr. Liu's face also changed. He frowned and looked at Ding Yi with an unbelievable look in his eyes. Although Liu Qingyu could take out ten thousand yuan, he did not mean that he had spent it.

"Can I pay by card?" Seeing that the waiter didn't speak, Ding Yi turned his head and looked at him.

"Yes, yes..." The waiter faltered.

He was deeply remorseful. Seeing Ding Yi's appearance, he clearly had enough confidence to dare to do so. It was tens of thousands of yuan if he could throw it casually. At least he was the young master of the top ten families in the city, which could not be provoked by a small waiter.

"Then swipe the card." Ding Yi hands over the bank card, and then looks at Mr. Liu. The banter on the corner of his mouth is stronger. He doesn't speak at all.

But it was Ding Yi's expression that made Liu Qingyu's head as big as a fight. If Ding Yi took the initiative to raise it, it would be OK for him to quibble a few words or refer things to other places. But now Ding Yi doesn't speak and stares at him, which makes him feel like walking on a needle felt, standing uneasy and eager to find a way to get into it.

"Hey, this gentleman is looking at his face. I don't know which childe it is?" Just then, an old man with white hair sitting in the corner looked at Ding Yi with a smile and asked, "I have seen the young childe and the old man of the top ten families in this city. It seems that these old men are still hiding deeply. They should have just joined the WTO."

At this point, the old man's eyes flashed a little light, and Ding Yi couldn't help narrowing his eyes when he heard this. He just laughed but didn't open his mouth. Instead, he set his eyes on Liu Qingyu again.

Aware of Ding Yi's eyes, Liu Qingyu was just about to speak. Suddenly, the old man began to smile again: "Mr. Liu, we have heard what you said just now. To be a man, you have to admit defeat."

"I Are you sick and spend 10000 yuan on a bottle of wine? " Liu Qingyu's face turned red like a pig's hoof.