"Huh?"
Su Fan paused in his steps and turned his head.
He then saw a man with slicked-back hair and a slim build.
"It's Wu Wen, the general manager of the Feng's Grand Hotel!"
Some people recognized the man.
After all, Feng's Grand Hotel was one of the top hotels in Yang City, and its general manager was naturally not a nobody; he was quite a prominent figure in Yang City.
"Did you call me?"
"Is there a problem?"
Su Fan looked towards Wu Wen.
Wu Wen walked straight up to Su Fan.
"Sir, you broke so many of our banquet tables and caused a disturbance, disrupting our business. That wasn't very nice, was it?"
Wu Wen said with a smile, yet his eyes were full of threats.
Su Fan slightly furrowed his brow.
"What do you mean by that?"
Wu Wen immediately smiled.
"It's simple. I see that you are a reasonable man. You've damaged our property and affected our business, naturally, there should be compensation."
"How about this, pay one million, and you can leave."
