Supreme Son-in-Law-Chapter 873 - 871: This Is the Charm of Money!

The crowd on the scene all looked at Ye Feng with disdainful expressions. They just wanted to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself, to see how Ye Feng would lose at the hands of Han Qing.

"But, he’s really handsome! Rich and handsome, it makes my heart flutter."

"Don’t act wanton here. If Young Master Han finds out, will your good days continue?"

"I have to admit, his looks are absolutely top-notch. I wonder who’s so lucky to enjoy someone like him."

At the same time, some girls were captivated by Ye Feng’s extraordinary looks and couldn’t move.

In their eyes, Ye Feng’s looks were truly about to break through the sky, much more handsome than those boy-next-door types, how could they not be moved?

As for Han Qing and the others, they were looking at Ye Feng with disdain, waiting for him to make a move.

Especially Han Qing’s lackeys, they thought that one million was enough to stun Ye Feng.

"Hurry up! Kid, are you scared to play?"

"That’s right, if you can’t afford it, admit defeat early and kneel to apologize to Young Master Han."

"I thought you had some skills, is that it?"

Seeing Ye Feng hesitating, the lackeys yelled loudly, eagerly wanting to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself.

"Swipe the card, fifty million!" At this moment, Ye Feng calmly handed over his bank card, indicating to proceed.

Originally, Ye Feng wanted to go straight to one hundred million.

But if he scared everyone off in one go, it would be too boring.

"Fif...fifty million? Are you sure?" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, the bar manager was instantly stunned and tremblingly asked for confirmation.

"Swipe it, I don’t believe he has that much money in his card. I want to see how embarrassed he gets." Initially, Han Qing was a bit dumbfounded, but after considering a possibility, he urged loudly.

In his view, how could Ye Feng possibly have fifty million? It must be fake.

"That’s right! Causing trouble at the Divine Dragon Bar, he must be tired of living. I really want to see how he’ll handle it if he doesn’t have money."

"The last person who caused trouble at Divine Dragon Bar was a rich second generation. His dad was worth billions, and do you know what happened? His body hasn’t been found to this day."

"They say the background of Divine Dragon Bar is terrifying; I didn’t know it was this monstrous."

At the same time, Han Qing’s lackeys also showed excited expressions, wanting to see Ye Feng embarrassed and wondering whether he could leave Divine Dragon Bar alive.

Indeed, even they wouldn’t dare to cause trouble at Divine Dragon Bar. They just didn’t believe Ye Feng had the guts to do it.

"Fifty million? Can he really pull out fifty million? Is he really that wealthy?"

"Are you kidding? To casually fork out fifty million in cash, how terrifying must his net worth be? At least a few billion, right?"

"That’s right, anyone who can casually spend fifty million at a bar must have a net worth far beyond our imagination. This kid must be acting cocky; he definitely can’t come up with fifty million."

Not only did Han Qing and the others doubt Ye Feng, thinking there’s no way he could pull out so much money, but many onlookers also thought Ye Feng was joking.

"I thought he could really pull out fifty million, turns out he’s just acting cocky! What a shame."

"Exactly. If he really could pull out fifty million, I’d be willing to do anything. I was even ready to throw myself at him recklessly; guess I’d better not."

"Such a handsome guy, it’s a shame he’s just a pretender."

Those lovestruck girls, hearing the discussion around them, quickly snapped back to reality, looking at Ye Feng with disdain.

Originally, seeing Ye Feng seemingly ready to recharge fifty million, they thought Ye Feng really had that much money and were ready to pounce.

Now, hearing the analysis of others, they found it reasonable and adopted a wait-and-see attitude to determine the truth.

"Sir, are you sure?" the bar manager asked uncertainly.

"Go ahead and swipe!" Ye Feng nodded, responding calmly.

To these people, fifty million was indeed an unimaginable amount of money.

But in Ye Feng’s eyes, what’s fifty million? His bank account could easily see a daily turnover of two to three billion.

Compared to those two or three billion, fifty million was trivial.

Not to mention, Ye Feng’s account held terrifying funds amounting to tens of trillions.

"Swipe it, I want to see how embarrassing it will be when his lie is exposed." Seeing Ye Feng still acting cocky, Han Qing coldly urged.

He couldn’t wait to see Ye Feng’s embarrassment.

"Alright then!" Helplessly, the bar manager could only try swiping the card.

"My...my heavens!" Seeing the card swipe successfully, the bar manager was immediately shocked.

At the same time, seeing the balance on the card, he felt somewhat mortified.

Indeed, that long string of numbers made him dizzy, losing count.

Although he didn’t know the exact amount, he was very clear that Ye Feng was extremely wealthy, to the point that the numbers were at least several thousands or even trillions.

"Card swiped successfully, enjoy your time." He promptly and respectfully returned the card to Ye Feng.

For someone like Ye Feng, he knew he couldn’t dare provoke him.

And not just him, even the forces behind him probably didn’t have the capability to provoke him.

"What? The card...card swiped successfully? How is this possible?"

"Fif...fifty million? Really spent fifty million? He could casually spend fifty million at a bar, how rich is he?"

"My heavens! Did we really meet a cash king today? So wealthy?"

"What the heck! The fortune I’ll never make in a lifetime, he just spends casually at a bar? This flips my understanding upside down!"

Seeing that Ye Feng really swiped his card successfully, the onlookers were all dumbfounded.

They truly didn’t expect Ye Feng to have this much money, to actually pull out fifty million in cash so casually; it was truly terrifying and gave them quite a scare.

"Wow! So he really is this wealthy. Being this rich and handsome as well, that’s just perfect. No way... I must make him fall at my feet, and once I succeed, I won’t have to worry about anything for the rest of my life."

"Get lost! The big shot is mine; no one else can have him."

"Get out of my way! Whoever tries to take him from me, I’ll fight them. A once-in-a-century big shot isn’t for you trash to think about? Don’t even dream about it."

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Simultaneously, the girls in the bar became even more frenzied.

Looking at their stance, it seemed they desperately wanted to rush up and throw themselves at Ye Feng without any regard.

This is the allure of money...