The Magnificent God of War

Worth hundreds of billions?

Jiang Ning said he was worth hundreds of billions?

Some people around couldn't help but laugh, but when they saw Jiang Ning's eyes, they immediately closed their mouths.

When Jiang Ning started, there was no trace of kindness.

If people who are familiar with Jiang Ning are here, they will know that Jiang Ning is still modest, hundreds of billions? But his money in a card is nothing.

Where the waiter dared to speak, he understood that Jiang Ning was a ruthless mess, and he could not provoke a small person like himself.

This slap was heavy, and he still felt that the corners of his mouth were numb, he didn't feel anything, and his teeth were loose.

"I ask you, which table should I sit?"

But Jiang? Shan'er, Wuwuran, and the West closed zero? Ning still asked.

He is condescending, staring at the waiter, his eyes alone can kill people!

"That, that table."

He whispered, pointing to the front table, his voice trembling.

After speaking, Jiang Ning nodded, picked up the dinner plate, led Lin Yuzhen, and walked towards the front table.

At that table, there was only one person sitting, and when Jiang Ning came, he frowned slightly.

"Sorry, you can't sit here."

Zoro Lance was not at all polite, even with a hint of contempt in his tone, "I don't sit with people who don't have a gentleman's manner."

As a member of the Zorro family, Lance is a famous nobleman in Western Europe, and what they value most is the gentleman's demeanor.

Jiang Ning had just started in front of him, and he started with a waiter. In his opinion, this is something that a person with no quality and no taste would do.

"Really, gentlemanly?"

Jiang Ning smiled, "Here, aren't the tables divided according to their worth? When has the standard become a gentleman?"

Lance expressionlessly: "Please leave."

"My wife, these don't taste very good. They are not as delicious as the dishes cooked by the aunt in the cafeteria of our company."

Jiang Ning seemed to have not heard what Lance said, and had already started sharing food with Lin Yuzhen, "But when you are away, don't be so picky."

"As long as it is not poisonous, you can eat enough."

Hearing this, Lance frowned even tighter.

"Such a high-end restaurant, you say it is poisonous? How can you slander others like this!"

Lance was even more dissatisfied with Jiang Ning's words.

Even if you don't have a gentleman's demeanor, you are still trying to figure out others maliciously!

"I mean yours is poisonous, mine is not."

Jiang Ning took a bite and pointed to the dinner plate placed in front of Lance, "I don't believe it, you can have a bite."

Hearing Jiang Ning's words, not only Lance's face changed, but the two bodyguards standing behind him also changed their faces.

They think Jiang Ning is a lunatic. In this nonsense, this kind of high-end summit, or this kind of high-end cruise ship, not to mention how strict the organizer's security is, they are the bodyguards. NS?

Jiang Ning was clearly provoking them!

"Sir, speak, but be responsible!"

A bodyguard shouted.

Jiang Ning glanced at him as he ate, "I said, eat it if you don't believe it, it has nothing to do with me if you die."

The bodyguard sneered and stepped forward: "Mr. Lance, this is my duty."

He had already checked it just now, how could it be poisonous.

Of course, this is indeed his job, and there must be no problem with ensuring that Lance eats.

Lance didn't say anything, the bodyguard immediately picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and looked at Jiang Ning contemptuously, but he wanted to see, Jiang Ning looked like he was waiting a while.

But as soon as he chewed, before he opened his mouth to mock Jiang Ning, his face suddenly turned pale, his eyes widened, and his hands were tightly covering his throat.