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Chapter 850

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In the VIP room, Michelle was wearing a famous brand coat with five carat diamond earrings.

She had heavy makeup and strong perfume.

"Director He, my daughter is normally quite proud and her eyes are on top of her head. This is my first time seeing her admire someone! "Mister Smith praised his daughter while carefully watching He Chen's expression.

But the calm He Chen didn't have a single ripple on his face, so he couldn't see what he was thinking from his expression.

The waitress came in and placed the hot soup on the table. She never thought that she would bump into Michelle who was about to pour wine for He Chen.

The waitress moved the hot soup in her direction, but she couldn't stop the red wine from splashing all over Michelle.

"What is wrong with you, don't you look where you're going!" Michelle was very angry. She was wearing a custom made dress from Milan Fashion Week, there was only one in the world and it was worth over a million!

"So ….. Sorry … …" The waitress' face was red from being burned and there were beads of sweat on her forehead as her hands kept trembling.

"Is there any use in saying sorry? Call your manager over! "Michelle looked at the waitress who had been burned with an arrogant look, not planning on calming down at all.

She heard that the woman He Chen liked was this kind and it was a coincidence that she was this kind of person.

Then wouldn't they be a match made in heaven?

If He Chen wasn't satisfied with her actions, he would have stopped her already. But he didn't. He just took a sip of the red wine as he looked at the door from time to time.

Because fifteen minutes ago, Linda had sent him a text message.

[Director He, miss Luo has killed her way over, please check.]

"Alright, alright, what are you doing!" Mister Smith's face didn't look good as he tried to smooth things over, "Let's forget about it, it was an unintentional mistake."

It was a pity that his' precious daughter 'didn't accept this.

"Dad, how can we forget about it like this! You have to be responsible for this restaurant. This is my favorite piece of clothing! "Michelle shook Mr. Smith's hand coquettishly and pouted her lips, looking very wronged.

The waitress' face gradually turned pale and there were more and more beads of sweat on her forehead. She was still holding the hot soup in her hand, afraid that it would splash someone else.

"I'm really … really sorry."

"Can you shut up! Did I allow you to speak? " Michelle didn't let him off. "You're such a clumsy person, aren't you ruining the restaurant's reputation? Today, we've invited a big shot. Do you think we're going to treat commoners like you? "

"Miss, Xiao Fan brought the soup to the table first and didn't forget to remind you to move aside. You were the one who got up and bumped into her. How can you twist the truth like that? "Another waitress standing next to Xiao Fan couldn't stand it anymore.

She spoke with a slight accent and looked nervous, but not fearful.

"Hehe, I think you also want to receive my lawyer's letter!" Michelle sneered and angrily threw her coat that was stained with red wine on the chair. "Mr. He is a very distinguished guest. Since you disturbed my guest today, I will definitely make you bankrupt!"

One million and five hundred thousand was not a small amount. The moment Michelle said that, the waitress shut her mouth.

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