$100 billion?
Was Jiang Ning saying he was worth $100 billion?
Some of them couldn't help but laugh, but they all shut up when they saw Jiang Ning's glare.
Jiang Ning wasn't going to show any mercy if he wanted to thrash them.
If someone familiar with Jiang Ning were here, he would know that Jiang Ning was being humble. $100 billion was just the amount in one account.
But the staff didn't dare to argue back. He knew that Jiang Ning was a vicious one, and a small fry like him couldn't afford to offend him at all.
This slap was so heavy that his mouth was still numb and his teeth were loose.
"So which table should I sit at?" Jiang Ning asked again.
He stared down at the staff, and that look was enough to kill!
"That...that table," he quietly replied in a trembling voice as he pointed to the table right in front.
Jiang Ning nodded, picked up the plates and brought Lin Yuzhen over to that table.
Only one person was seated at that table, and he frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Ning walk over.
"I'm sorry, but you can't sit here." Lance Salo didn't bother being polite, and his voice even sounded disdainful. "I don't sit with people who have no manners."
Lance was from the Salo family, a famous aristocratic family in Europe, so they valued manners the most.
Jiang Ning had hit a service staff in public, and that was something that only those who were ill mannered with poor upbringing would do.
"Manners?" Jiang Ning laughed. "Didn't they divide the seats according to one's monetary worth? When did it become a matter of manners?"
Lance remained expressionless. "Please leave."
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