Song Yang was completely dumbfounded.
He looked at Chen Feng's back, sharing the same thoughts as everyone else.
What on earth did this guy do?
Teacher Huang said, 'You have been reborn through his kindness'?
Just as everyone was puzzled, a group of people finally rushed over from the end of the corridor.
They were the managers of Phoenix Building.
The one leading them was a woman.
She wore a well-fitted OL suit, walked with elegant and dignified posture, her face was incredibly cold, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.
Behind her followed a group of security guards.
Soon, the group of people approached.
The previous waiter quickly bowed respectfully: "General Manager Jiang, this person kicked and broke our VIP private room door, and also laid hands on me."
Everyone looked at the manager.
Chen Feng also turned his head to glance at the right moment.
The glance, however, left him stunned.
Jiang Pingting?
She's the manager here?
Chen Feng immediately turned to look at Liu Boguang.
Liu Boguang didn't make a sound, but just quietly waved his hand at Chen Feng, indicating that he didn't need to pay attention.
Apparently, Liu Boguang knew Jiang Pingting's identity.
At this point, Chen Feng finally confirmed it.
This Phoenix Building, built on the outskirts of Hengdian, was definitely the headquarters of Orchid Gate.
Jiang Pingting was the manager here.
She herself was also an inheritor of Orchid Gate.
Looking at the guests in the VIP private room, taking Jiang Wen and the others as examples, each of them had prominent statuses, all at the top of the entertainment industry pyramid.
Only they were qualified to enter the VIP private room.
And Song Yang being able to host a dinner in the VIP private room was probably due to Liu Boguang pulling some strings.
Otherwise, he might genuinely not be able to afford the VIP private room.
Song Yang also didn't have that financial strength.
Understanding everything, Chen Feng slowly smiled.
Alright!
Let's see how this place handles it.
After Jiang Pingting arrived, she actually saw Chen Feng, but she didn't show any emotion. She just walked up to Song Yang and said indifferently, "Sir, please come with us to the service center."
"What for?"
Song Yang immediately took a cautious step back.
He had already seen the security guards behind Jiang Pingting, all of them looking fierce and angry.
They weren't going to beat him up, were they?
Jiang Pingting said with a cold face, "You damaged our Phoenix Building's door, so there must be an explanation. I advise you to come with us to the service center. There are guests here, and you cannot disrupt our business."
"I'm not going."
Song Yang frowned, pulled out his phone impatiently and said, "Stop with the useless talk. Just tell me, how much do I need to compensate? I'm telling you, don't even think about extorting me, or I'll call the police."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wen, who was standing beside him, snorted with a laugh: "Hmph, I wouldn't dare to speak to General Manager Jiang like that."
Song Yang was stunned.
Was Jiang Wen joking?
Was it real or fake?
With his current standing in the industry, would he still care about a restaurant owner?
At this moment, Jiang Pingting said coldly with a stern face, "Mr. Song, our Phoenix Building was founded in 1916. Although it has been renovated several times in between, some parts of the building still retain their hundred-year-old structure."
"Just like the private rooms on the top floor."
"Do you know what kind of wood this door is made of?"
"Hundred-year-old Huanghuali wood."
"Do you know how much this door would be worth if it were taken down and auctioned?"
"At least seven figures."
"You must compensate for this door. We need to find an expert to assess the damage, so we need you to cooperate at the service center."
"Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Song Yang looked bewildered.
Are you kidding me?
This restaurant was founded in 1916?
A private room door made of Huanghuali wood?
Are you crazy?
Are you taking me for a fool?
Seeing that he was clearly being extorted, and at such an outrageous price, Song Yang couldn't hold back anymore.
He immediately pulled out his phone and said angrily, "I understand your sister's! You're extorting me, right? Fine, I'll call the police. You wait."
"Go ahead and call the police."
Jiang Pingting didn't care at all, and said indifferently: "Mr. Song, I'm telling you, our entire restaurant is insured. The local police have a record, so feel free to call the police. I'm not afraid to tell you, you won't be able to leave this restaurant today. Even if your father, Song Jinghui, comes, he'll have to kneel and pay the money."
Song Yang's hand trembled.
His mind buzzed.
Holy cow!
She knows Dad?
No way?
At this moment, Song Yang suddenly remembered what Jiang Wen had just said.
He said he didn't even dare to speak carelessly to Jiang Pingting.
Could it be true?
A premonition of ill omen slowly rose in Song Yang's heart.
Seeing everyone around him staring at him, Song Yang couldn't take it anymore. He quickly walked aside and dialed his father Song Jinghui's number.
Song Jinghui was an insider.
He was a screenwriter.
He had some private connections with Guo Xiaosi.
He also knew some big directors, like the now-irrelevant Director Feng.
This was also Song Yang's reliance.
Soon, the call connected.
Song Yang quickly whispered, "Dad? Is it convenient?"
"Hmm, son, what's up?"
Song Yang, with his back to everyone and facing the wall, whispered, "Dad, do you know there's a Phoenix Building near Hengdian?"
"Hmm? Phoenix Building?"
On the phone, Song Jinghui's voice immediately changed.
It became much more serious.
Song Yang's heart sank: "Dad, you know it, right?"
"I know, what's wrong?"
"Dad, I... I accidentally kicked and broke the door of the Phoenix Building's VIP private room. Now they want me to pay, and they even said the door is made of Huanghuali wood, and the price is over seven figures."
"..."
"Dad? Dad? Say something?"
"..."
Song Yang got anxious, thinking that his old man was also scared, and quickly urged: "Dad, speak up, what should I do? Should I call the police?"
"Call your mother's hammer, you scoundrel. You listen to me clearly, from this moment on, we are severing our father-son relationship."
He hung up the phone after saying that.
Song Yang was stunned.
What's going on?
Severing father-son relationship?
What kind of joke is Dad playing?
Song Yang panicked and quickly dialed again.
But the line was busy.
At this moment, Jiang Pingting's phone rang.
She expressionlessly took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and casually answered the call, her first words being: "Song Jinghui, I don't want to hear any nonsense."
Song Yang's heart completely sank to the bottom.
This ominous?
Dad can't afford to offend her either.
And judging by Jiang Pingting's tone, it seemed as if his own father was like dirt in front of her.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
After about ten seconds.
Jiang Pingting snorted coldly, then hung up the phone, and said to Song Yang indifferently, "Your father agreed to pay thirty million, so this matter is settled."
Song Yang's hand trembled.
His phone even dropped to the ground.
Thirty million?
He kicked out thirty million with one kick?
Wouldn't he be skinned alive when he got home?
Jiang Pingting continued, "The matter of the door is settled. But how do we account for you assaulting our staff?"
Song Yang was already dumbfounded.
Kicking a door cost him thirty million; pushing a few waiters around, he wouldn't end up with broken limbs, would he?
Indeed.
Jiang Pingting said coldly, "According to our rules here, you won't escape a beating. If you want to call the police, that's up to you. At that time, your father will naturally come forward to take this beating for you."
Song Yang: "..."
His face turned green.
He felt like the sky was falling.
Suddenly, a charming smile slowly appeared on Jiang Pingting's somewhat stern face.
Her gaze suddenly landed on Chen Feng, and she smiled faintly, "I heard you are classmates with Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen pleads for you, perhaps I will consider giving him some face."
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng was momentarily stunned.
He got dragged into this too?
At the same time, those industry bigwigs who were familiar with the inside story all looked at Chen Feng in surprise.
Him?
He has influence?