Outside the restaurant, Dong Junjie sat in an Audi, observing the situation inside with a cold smirk on his face, "Refuse to rent the venue to us? Let's see how I get your restaurant to shut down."
The hooligan in grey clothing causing trouble inside was someone he had brought in.
Once the business inspectors and media reporters arrived and the incident was exposed, he would spend some money to hype it up online, and Chen Yuanxiang's restaurant would definitely not be able to continue operating.
By then, if he stepped in, he would be able to get Chen Yuanxiang to rent out the venue.
That was his plan.
"Holy shit, look at all those luxury cars."
"Eh? Is that Shen Dong?"
"Holy shit, is he driving a Bentley King?"
"Didn't that guy drive a Porsche Cayenne last time? How did it turn into a Bentley King?"
"You know, the Bentley King costs tens of millions."
"And who are those with him? Koenigsegg, Lamborghini, Ferrari."
"Holy shit, how does Shen Dong know so many rich people?"
