At that moment, Jiang Jincheng turned into a wild beast that had lost all reason, slamming the accelerator to the floor.
He crashed into Lin Zhenghui's sports car, which had cost 500,000 yuan just yesterday, with a vengeance.
"Bang!" a loud noise erupted.
The rear of Lin Zhenghui's sports car was smashed and deeply dented in.
The hotel waitstaff, witnessing the scene, immediately began recording with their phones.
The nearby security guards also ran over to see what was happening.
They saw a big black G-Class Mercedes back up, then accelerate again and ram into Lin Zhenghui's sports car.
Three times in a row, they bashed Lin Zhenghui's car until it was a complete wreck.
Outside the private room, a waiter, hearing the commotion from their colleagues, rushed inside and said to Lin Zhenghui, who was enjoying his meal, "Mr. Lin, your car has been damaged. You'd better go have a look."
"What?" Lin Zhenghui, hearing the waiter, threw down his chopsticks and hurried downstairs.
