Chapter 202: Chapter 202

"Huh? What’s going on?" the middle-aged woman furrowed her brow.

"Manager, the situation is ..." The waiter recounted what had just happened.

"So that’s how it is!" The middle-aged woman nodded her head.

"A contest, huh? Fine, I won’t make it difficult for you. I’ll join in your bet, and I bet his money is more than yours."

"Me, wearing nothing but cheap street stall clothes? You really trust me that much?" Xiaohao said with a playful tone.

"You have a distinctive aura about you! I trust my intuition," the middle-aged woman said.

"Heh." Xiaohao chuckled.

"Hmph! Let’s have the contest then. You think I’m scared of you? If it’s a competition, there should be stakes!" Fatty sneered.

"What stakes do you want?" Xiaohao asked.

"First, whoever loses has to give their money to the winner! Second, if you lose, I want you two to kneel down and apologize to us by knocking your heads to the ground!" Fatty said.

"Hmm, the first point is good, whoever loses gives their money to the winner! The second point, though, I have an addition: if you lose, see those cigarette butts on the table? I want the two of you to eat them all," Xiaohao said.

"Hmph! In that case, let’s have the contest!" Fatty declared.

With an air of arrogance, he took out a gold card from a black handbag.

"See this gold card in my hand? This is the VIP card of the Commercial Bank, only those of high status and with a certain amount of deposits can possess it!" he boasted.

"Godfather, you’re so impressive! This gold card in your hand, I bet some bumpkins from the countryside have never even seen it! They say you need at least ten million in deposits and have to go through various checks by the Commercial Bank to get one! Some country bumpkins, not to mention seeing, probably haven’t even heard of it," the flamboyant woman said proudly.

She clung to Fatty’s arm, rubbing back and forth over her flat chest.

"You have a card reader here, right?" Fatty spoke haughtily.

"Go, bring the card reader here," the middle-aged woman commanded.

"Yes, Manager," the waiter responded.

Moments later, a brand new card reader was brought over.

"Keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully," Fatty instructed.

He swiped the Commercial Bank gold card on the card reader with a ding! Followed by seven zeros, a full ten million displayed.

"It’s your turn, you brat."

The flamboyant woman lifted her toes and kissed Fatty’s face.

She said triumphantly, "Godfather, you’re amazing! Do you think this brat, dressed so shabbily, can throw around money like that?"

"Can you do it or not?" the middle-aged woman asked with a frown.

"Nonsense! What man would admit he can’t?" Xiaohao retorted grumpily.

"This brat, it’s ten million we’re talking about here! Not one hundred or one thousand, don’t bite off more than you can chew! Giggles, Missy’s feet are itching for a good kneel and lick!" the flamboyant woman taunted.

"Yes, ten million is quite a lot," Xiaohao agreed.

Hearing his words, Fatty and the flamboyant woman immediately laughed with joy.

"Scared now, are you? Let me tell you, it’s too late! Be sensible, kneel down and start licking Missy’s feet right now," the flamboyant woman declared with pride.

"Heh, you’re celebrating too early," Xiaohao mocked.

Nonchalantly, he pulled out a check from his pocket and threw it at them as if it were trash.

"What’s this? You think bringing over a piece of dirty paper will turn the tables? Brat, let me tell you, stop daydreaming," the flamboyant woman sneered.

With furrowed brows, Fatty subconsciously picked up the cheque and started looking it over. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁

"Haha! Twelve million? What a joke! Kid, do you think you can fool me just by randomly bringing a fake cheque here? Let me tell you, you’re still lacking a little bit."

"Are you retarded? Did a donkey kick your head? There’s a phone number on it, can’t you make a call to check it out yourself?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"Hmph! Fine, I’ll call, do you think I’m afraid of you?" Fatty said with a sneer.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number on the cheque.

Intentionally turning on the speakerphone, he entered the cheque code as prompted by the other party.

Fatty staggered back, his body swaying, and the cell phone fell to the ground.

"Impossible! This can’t be possible! How does a country bumpkin like you have twelve million?"

"Are you a clown invited by a monkey? Do I have to report to you where I got my money from?" Zhang Xiaohao said sarcastically.

"Hmph! Twelve million is quite a lot! But if you think you can win against me with that, kid, you’re still lacking a bit," Fatty said.

"Go, daddy! Beat this brat hard! Teach him that offending us is the biggest mistake of his life," the seductive woman said fiercely.

"You’re right, goddaughter! This is twelve million, money picked up for nothing. We can’t just let it go!" Fatty said with a cold laugh.

His face twisted, a flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes.

A full three seconds passed before he made up his mind.

He took out a golden card from his briefcase once more.

"Godfather, what is this?" the seductive woman asked, puzzled.

"Hmph! This is a Swiss membership gold card, it holds all my wealth! I didn’t want to use it originally, but this damn kid is too arrogant! If I don’t suppress his arrogance, I won’t feel good. Stinky brat, take a good look and count how many zeros there are behind," Fatty boasted.

Holding a POS machine, he swiped the Swiss membership gold card through it.

"One, two, three, four...eight! Eight zeros, and there’s a two in front, godfather, that’s two hundred million! You are really amazing," the seductive woman said excitedly.

She wrapped her arms around Fatty’s neck and gave him a fierce kiss.

"Hmph! Brat, you better kneel down and apologize! As for this twelve million, hehe, I’m embarrassed to say, but I’ll just be taking it!" Fatty said arrogantly.

As he spoke, he grabbed the twelve million cheque, about to put it into his briefcase.

"Wait a moment!" Xiaohao said.

"What? Got cold feet? Can’t afford to lose?" Fatty mocked.

"Can’t afford to lose? As long as you have the ability, just take the money!" Xiaohao said.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Are you stupid? The game isn’t over yet, why are you showing off? Is two hundred million a lot?" Xiaohao mocked.

"Yeah! Two hundred million isn’t much, if you have the guts, show it!" Fatty said.

"Ah! In just minutes I made another two billion," Xiaohao said with a faint smile.

He took out an ordinary black card.

"Haha! Kid, you’re not going to tell me that there are two billion in this card, are you?" Fatty laughed unabashedly.