Yang Zengguang nodded in response, "Yes, Mr. Chen, you don't know? That person also has a Marriott Group Supreme Card."
"According to the rules, I must personally serve them, but I heard from the waiter that the person didn't want to be disturbed, so I don't know their true identity."
Chen Fan remained silent, but his mind replayed what Old Si Li had said that day in the underground casino in Jiangcheng.
The reason Old Si Li had attacked Big Bear was because a man with a Supreme Card had come to find him and given him a million.
"Could it be him?" Chen Fan wondered, his expression gradually darkening.
Ma Jun, sitting beside him, returned the Supreme Card to Chen Fan, but he also noticed Chen Fan's change in demeanor. "Brother Fan, what's wrong?"
"Which private room are they in?" Chen Fan asked.
"It's in the Tianquan Pavilion," Yang Zengguang replied truthfully, not knowing what had happened.
Chen Fan scanned the people present. "Ma Jun, you guys continue eating here. I have something to take care of outside. You carry on."
He then turned to Yang Zengguang and instructed, "Manager Yang, please take care of my classmates. Open this bottle of wine for them to drink."
"Yes, Mr. Chen," Yang Zengguang replied respectfully.
With that, Chen Fan stood up and walked out of the private room.
Ma Jun was bewildered. They were fine just moments ago, so why was he rushing out so urgently?
Meanwhile, Jiang Hao, with a grim expression, walked out of the sky restaurant, followed closely by Zhang Chen and Li Qiang.
"Damn it, Chen Fan, what the hell do you think you are, daring to bully me?" Jiang Hao gritted his teeth.
Zhang Chen said worriedly, "Jiang Hao, Chen Fan has a Supreme Black Card. I'm afraid we can't afford to offend him."
A cold glint flashed in Jiang Hao's eyes. "So what if he has a Supreme Black Card? We've been classmates for four years. Everyone knows his family's financial situation. Maybe he borrowed that Supreme Black Card to show off in front of us and embarrass me publicly!"
Li Qiang quickly chimed in, "Exactly, that's what I think too. Maybe his three-series car is rented. Otherwise, how could it have such powerful horsepower, even outperforming your Mercedes-Benz E-Class?"
Mentioning his Mercedes-Benz, Jiang Hao's anger intensified. He looked at Li Qiang and ordered, "Call Brother Hu. Isn't he quite influential in this area? Have him come over. Not only will I smash his car, but I'll also make him lie in the hospital for half a month!"
"Okay, I'll contact Brother Hu right away!" Saying this, Li Qiang took out his phone and dialed Brother Hu's number.
About ten minutes later, two vans drove into the parking lot.
More than a dozen young men got out of the cars, led by Brother Hu.
Seeing Brother Hu, Jiang Hao and the others quickly went to greet him.
"Who is it that has no eyes and has provoked Young Master Jiang? Don't worry, these dozen brothers I have with me will definitely help Young Master Jiang get revenge," Brother Hu asked Jiang Hao.
Jiang Hao pointed to the sky restaurant behind him. "That kid hasn't come down yet. When he does, you can deal with him however you want, as long as you don't kill him."
Brother Hu smiled and patted Jiang Hao's shoulder. "Don't worry, we know our limits. It just depends on how long Young Master Jiang wants that kid to be bedridden."
Jiang Hao nodded with satisfaction. "Also, that kid is driving a three-series. He was showing off in front of me earlier. Smash his car for me."
"Who is it? Driving a lousy three-series and daring to show off in front of Young Master Jiang?" Brother Hu found it somewhat amusing.
Li Qiang said, "Brother Hu, that kid's car is a modified rental. Even if we smash it, he probably won't dare to report it to the police, and the insurance company won't cover his modified car. He'll have to pay for the repairs himself."
Brother Hu's lips curled upwards. "A rented car? Are young people nowadays so eager to put on a brave face? In that case, let's let him know the painful consequences of showing off in front of our Young Master Jiang."
Li Qiang, with a look of excitement, pointed to the BMW car parked not far away, which Chen Fan had driven.
Brother Hu then looked at the BMW car not far away, but his eyes suddenly widened. "Young Master Jiang, are you kidding me?"
"Kidding?" Jiang Hao frowned, not understanding what Brother Hu meant.
"Young Master Jiang, are you sure you want me to smash this car?" Brother Hu asked with surprise.
Li Qiang was a bit confused. "Brother Hu, isn't it just a modified three-series?"
Brother Hu was almost in tears. "Have you ever seen a three-series with an eight-cylinder engine? This damn thing is a seven-series!"
"What? This, this is a seven-series?" Jiang Hao and the other two gaped in shock.
Li Qiang quickly ran to the rear of the car and pointed to the "320" badge. "Brother Hu, it clearly says 320 here. How could it be a seven-series?"
Brother Hu came to the back and took a look. "Holy crap, this kid is really something. Driving a seven-series and sticking a three-series badge on it. He's a real talent."
Jiang Hao looked at Brother Hu incredulously. "Brother Hu, are you sure this is a seven-series?"
Brother Hu said, "I used to work in auto repair. How could I not know? The rims, the wheelbase, and these iconic taillights clearly indicate it's a seven-series. He's only fooling people who don't know cars. Anyone who knows a bit about cars knows this can't be a three-series."
Hearing Brother Hu's words, Zhang Chen and Li Qiang's faces flushed hot.
It felt like they had been slapped across the face.
When Chen Fan and Jiang Hao were racing, weren't they both boasting about how much they knew about cars? Yet, they couldn't even distinguish between a BMW three-series and a seven-series!
"No wonder, no wonder the Mercedes-Benz E couldn't keep up with his BMW," Jiang Hao's face turned extremely grim.
"Mercedes-Benz E? Young Master Jiang, anyone who races a Mercedes-Benz E against this car is an idiot. This car has a V8 engine, 530 horsepower, and a 0-100 km/h acceleration of 4.1 seconds. Compared to it, the Mercedes-Benz E is simply trash."
These words made Jiang Hao's face turn green.
The situation became very awkward. Zhang Chen and Li Qiang looked at Jiang Hao, not daring to say a word.
Jiang Hao would never admit that he was the idiot whose brain had been caught in the door. He finally understood why his car couldn't keep up with Chen Fan's BMW.
"Young Master Jiang, are we still smashing this car?" Brother Hu asked Jiang Hao.
Smash it? Smash what? He thought it was just a cheap BMW three-series. Who knew it was a BMW seven-series worth over a million!
This car wasn't modified. If Chen Fan called the police, wouldn't he have to pay over a million in compensation?
He wasn't that foolish to buy Chen Fan a new car.
"Damn it, why not smash it? This kid dared to bully Young Master Jiang, he's asking for death! Our Young Master Jiang has plenty of money, can't he afford to compensate for a seven-series?"
With a loud "smash!"
Li Qiang, finding a rock from somewhere, smashed it directly onto the BMW's windshield!
Suddenly, everyone was stunned, and Jiang Hao's eyelids twitched violently.