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Chapter 1036 This is how the tip is given

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    The girl with heavy makeup and the white man both looked at Su Weifeng with a sneer, thinking that this is another two hundred dollars, can you continue to give it?

    Su Weifeng smiled slightly and motioned to Lin Xuanxuan and the other girls. Lin Xuanxuan smiled slightly, took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the waiter, and then looked at the white man and girl with heavy makeup opposite with a smile.

    Immediately afterwards, Sun Yumeng also smiled and took out a hundred dollar bill and handed it to the little black guy. Zhou Xiaoshu followed closely and generously took out a hundred dollar bill and handed it to the already a little dull little black guy.  Liu Qing and Liu Jia also smiled and took out a hundred dollars each and handed it to the black guy.  At this time, Xiao Hei was petrified. He couldn't believe this was true. Did he receive the blessing of the gods today?

    The other Xiaohei stood in the distance, looking at this Xiaohei with envy, sighing in their hearts, these Chinese people are really rich, that brother is so lucky, why am I not serving that table.

    The white man was shocked. He didn't expect that each of these people tipped a hundred dollars, which is six hundred dollars. How could these Chinese people be so generous? Didn't the news say that they are all very poor? They just can come to Cupid.  The island holiday shouldn't be so generous. It must be very distressing for them to tip so much. This is to save face, it must be like this, the white man thought in his heart.

    The girl with heavy makeup also looked at the men and five women in surprise, frowning. Judging from the relationship between these people, this man must be a rich man, and these girls must come to play with him for his money. That's it.  By the way, rich man, but what does that mean? No matter how rich a Chinese person is, how can he compare with my husband? The girl with heavy makeup already regards herself as an American from the bottom of her heart, and she despises the Chinese people very much.

    Before the two people could speak, Pei Ye stood up, greeted the waiter in charge of him, smiled and handed over a hundred dollars, and handed Xiaoling a hundred dollar bill.

    Xiaoling suddenly laughed happily and gave the hundred-dollar bill to the waiter.  Su Weifeng had already given two thousand US dollars to everyone before he came, just for consumption. Xiaoling also had some, but the meaning of Pei Ye giving it to herself was different. It showed that Pei Ye regarded herself as a female companion. Unexpectedly,  He was quite a gentleman, and Xiaoling was very happy.

    This little black guy also hurriedly thanked him. Although he didn't get as much as the waiter at Su Weifeng's table, he was still very happy.

    Pei Ye's table had just been tipped. Su Weifeng's employees called their waiters one after another and rushed to stuff money into the hands of the waiters. Without exception, it was one hundred dollars. The girls all knew that they could not give it to the boss now.  I definitely shouldn¡¯t feel bad if I lose my chain, but it¡¯s the first time I¡¯ve discovered how refreshing it is to tip people like this.

    The little black guys in the restaurant now showed their shiny white teeth, and they couldn't close their lips even if they wanted to. The eyes of those little black guys serving other white people were full of envy. They had already thought about it in their hearts.  People with yellow skin, especially Chinese people, must rush forward and not miss this opportunity.

    These people are simply too rich. The key is that they are very polite when giving money, unlike some white-skinned people who look condescending. These are the aristocrats. Compared with them, those white-skinned people are nouveau riche.  If you have a little money, you will be extremely arrogant.

    The girl with heavy makeup was dumbfounded and speechless for a moment. These Chinese people completely overturned her impression. In her impression, Chinese people are all very stingy, right? But among the dozen or so tables rushing to tip, not one of them  She was a little confused as to what was going on today.

    The white man was also stunned. He had seen people who tipped a lot, and he had also seen people who tipped a lot. But usually one tip per table is enough. Each of these dozens of people tipped, and it was still a hundred dollars.  , is the U.S. dollar now so worthless?  Although he didn't understand how these people could be so rich and willing to do so, he knew that he had been slapped in the face today and that he had completely failed when it came to tipping.

    There are dozens of people on the other side, and I am just two people. Even if I continue to tip, I will not have an advantage. After all, the combined money of dozens of people is much more than the two of me. In this way, I obviously have no advantage, and I have to make another tip.  After thinking of a way, the white man frowned and thought of other ways.

    As for admitting defeat, that was something he had never thought about. He was a noble person. How could he lose to these lowly people in terms of wealth? His self-esteem would not allow it. That was absolutely impossible.

    "How's it going? Our tip is much less? If it's less, I'll give it again." Zhou Xiaoshu smiled and said to Xiao Hei beside him, but he was actually talking to the white man.

    "No, no, no, enough, enough, enough" the little black guy said quickly. He was already frightened today, so how could there be too little?

    ? ?The man took out another hundred-dollar bill and handed it to Xiao Hei beside him, saying, "Bring me a small pot and a stove."

    Xiao Hei didn¡¯t know why, but for the sake of the dollar, he hurried to get the stove.

    Lin Xuanxuan and others didn't know what the boy wanted with the pot and stove, but Su Weifeng already had a guess in his mind and whispered a few words to Pei Ye, with a smile on his face.

    Su Weifeng also took out a U.S. dollar bill and handed it to the little black guy. The little black guy kept putting it off, but he accepted it under Su Weifeng's repeated insistence. He no longer dared to accept it anymore. He had received too much today.  .  He understood what Su Weifeng meant and ran out without Su Weifeng saying anything.

    Not long after, the two Xiaohei came back at the same time, each holding a small pot and a small stove, which were about the same size as a small domestic casserole.  The two black men placed the stove and small pot in front of Su Weifeng and the white man respectively.

    "I want to pour some pure water, I want to boil water to drink." The white man looked at Su Weifeng with a sneer and said to Xiao Hei beside him.

    "Boy, you think you are rich, right? Today I will let you know what despair is and what gap is. The wealth in your heart is just a joke compared to noble people like us. Low-class people will always be low-class people.  Wait, your eyes are too low" the white man mocked.

    At this time, many people in the restaurant noticed what was going on here. Although they were curious, they did not gather around to watch the excitement.  Here, some people who were looking for a seat to eat also found their seats near Su Weifeng and the white man. This farce was obviously more attractive than the food.

    "Inferior people have no strength but like to pretend. You really don't know the gap between your country and the outside world. You just sit in a well and look at the sky. You never know what the real sky is like. You are such a sad person." The girl with heavy makeup shook her head.  He sighed, his eyes filled with contempt.

    Soon, the two black men brought the purified water and poured it into the small pots of Su Weifeng and the white man.  The little black man next to the white man was holding solid fuel and was about to light it, but the white man stopped him directly.

    The white man smiled and elegantly took out a stack of U.S. dollars. He first lit the few dollars and tens with a lighter, and then stuffed them directly on the stove.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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