Pokemon Era: From Pokemon Professor To Champion Superstar

Chapter 39 The clown

The middle-aged man walked up to Ye Yun arrogantly and said arrogantly: "Boy, judging from your appearance, working as a waiter here will only cost you a few thousand yuan a month at most. So, come here and help me get my bag. I’ll give you ten thousand a month.”

The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously, and the fat on his face trembled with the ugly smile.

Of course Ye Yun heard what the man said, but his footsteps did not stop at all. There was really no need to pay much attention to such a clown.

After seeing Ye Yun listen to his words, he did not show the happy expression as he imagined, but walked straight to the bar.

The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, a ferocious look flashed across his face, and he shouted loudly: "Boy, stop for me."

Ye Yun couldn't help but feel a flash of anger in his heart when he heard this. The man made rude remarks again and again, which made Ye Yun a little angry.

"What's the matter?" Ye Yun turned around, her tone a little cold.

"Huh? Is this how your waiters talk to customers here?" When the middle-aged man heard the tone of Ye Yun's words, he became furious and said condescendingly.

Hearing this, Ye Yun flashed a mocking smile on his face.

"Husband, forget it," the woman with heavy makeup suddenly advised.

But when the middle-aged man heard this, he became even more angry. He slapped the woman on the face and roared: "You actually speak for this boy. You bitch, are you really attracted to this boy? I'll forgive you." You wear it, I give you flowers, how dare you have other intentions."

The woman with heavy makeup received a slap on her face, but she didn't dare to complain at all. She just kept looking at the man Charm, but there was still a trace of sadness on her face, but this was the path she chose, and she had nothing to do with it. So regretful.

Ye Yun also shook his head, but didn't say anything. Everyone has their own choice.

Ye Yun didn't want to continue to be entangled with the man, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

However, the man obviously didn't want to give up like this. Seeing that Ye Yun didn't seem to take him seriously at all, the man shouted: "Where are the people, the management staff of your bar, are you just watching your waiters bullying the customers like this?"

"Boy, don't leave. Call the leader of your bar."

Seeing the man's entanglement, Ye Yun suddenly became angry. She turned back suddenly and looked at the middle-aged man coldly.

He could tell that this man should be a nouveau riche and relatively wealthy, but Ye Yun was not afraid at all. Not to mention his family and identity as Teacher Professor Oak, even with Ye Yun's status as a theater professor, it would be enough to crush him to death. The person in front of you.

You must know that Shanghai Opera is one of the top ten prestigious schools, and its influence is not much weaker than that of a top family.

At this time, a staff member hurriedly ran out of the bar, bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Sir, may I help you?"

"Hmph, how do your service staff here treat me, a customer, so slowly?" The middle-aged man pointed at Ye Yun and said, "You turn it on, or I will never give up today."

Ye Yun didn't interrupt when he saw this, and quietly watched the man's performance, as if he were a clown.

The staff also looked surprised and said, "Sir, this gentleman is not an employee of our bar."

The middle-aged man was stunned, and the sarcastic words he wanted to say were swallowed alive, and said: "Then I was bullied by this poor boy at the door of your bar, will your bar not care?"

"This man is really shameless. He has always been the one looking for trouble, but now he is the first to complain." "You can stop saying a few words. Rich people are like this. It's just a pity that this handsome guy will suffer a loss today."

There were whispers from the onlookers nearby, and the middle-aged man also looked ugly when he heard this.

The staff also looked embarrassed and said: "Sir, this is a conflict between your guests. It is not convenient for us at the bar to intervene."

The middle-aged man's expression became even uglier, he took out a card and said, "Huh, I'm a distinguished guest, how can this poor boy compare to me?"

Then the middle-aged man said loudly: "You know, your bar owner and I know each other. You have to think carefully."

The people around him were also a little shocked when they heard this. They had also heard that the owner of this bar had an extraordinary identity. It was said that he was a second-generation Mega rich man.

"Unexpectedly, this person actually knows the boss here. Now something is wrong with this young man."

"Tch, what's the big deal? At most, people won't go in and play."

"Tch, what you said is simple. Don't talk about the shameful issue. Now that people are powerful, who knows whether others will Revenge afterwards."

The middle-aged man listened to the shocked voices around him and looked at Ye Yun with a proud expression, but found that he still looked indifferent, and couldn't help but secretly hate him: "Just pretend, when you kneel down to beg me .”

The staff member looked even more embarrassed. Although in his mind, as their boss, it should be impossible for him to know such a nouveau riche, after all, he was not sure. But now it was obvious that this man was bullying others. In his heart, he was I prefer Ye Yun's side, after all, he is also a low-level person himself.

"Well, our boss happens to be at the bar, and he actually knows me. How about I ask the boss to come out and let him handle it?" The staff suggested, although asking the boss rashly would make him appear to be incompetent and he might get scolded. But it’s better than making a rash decision on your own.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but hesitated when he heard the words. The fat on his face was piled up, and he seemed a little embarrassed. Of course he knew the identity of the owner of this bar, but in fact it was just a one-time relationship. After all, he was just a Of course, it is impossible for a small boss or a nouveau riche to have any real friendship with the other party.

He just said that just to build up his momentum. Now he heard that the staff wanted to invite the boss to come out. Of course he was a little panicked, but then he thought that he was also a person of status after all, and he had a relationship with the boss, at least more than This poor boy is better. The boss should also be on his side.

"Okay, go and ask Mr. Zhao to come out and let him make a judgment." The middle-aged man said.

Then the staff hurried towards the bar.

"How about it, boy, how about you kneel down and beg me now, and I'll let you go." The middle-aged man smiled triumphantly, and it seemed that he had already made up his mind about Ye Yun.

Ye Yun curled his lips and smiled. In fact, he didn't want to waste time with this kind of people here, and if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

But seeing the middle-aged man doing such a power trip, Ye Yun also felt disgusted.

And I just heard that the identity of the boss here is not simple. I thought about Wang Congcong asking me to meet here, and I had some guesses in my mind, so I simply stayed where I was and quietly waited for the boss to arrive.