Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 152 You Have Kidney Deficiency

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 You Have Kidney Deficiency

"Miss Wang."

Wang Jin’er looked at the luxury car that stopped beside her, its window rolling down to reveal a greasy, round face.

"Um, President Hao, what is this?"

The round-faced fat man pushed open the car door, got out, and while stroking his bald head, addressed Wang Jin’er, "Miss Wang, I’ve secured a reservation at Faro Restaurant. How about we have dinner together?"

"There’s really no need."

Wang Jin’er furrowed her brow in refusal.

The round-faced fat man had anticipated Wang Jin’er’s refusal. "Miss Wang, don’t be too hasty to turn me down. I actually wanted to consult you on some matters about charity. I made some money in business and have always been thinking about how to give back to society."

"But nowadays, there are too many funds that operate under various banners in the name of charity while secretly making ill-gotten wealth. I don’t want to see my money end up not helping those who need it and instead lining the pockets of some people."

"Miss Wang, you won’t refuse my heartfelt desire to serve the country, will you?"

Wang Jin’er looked at the eloquent fat man, momentarily hesitating. The fat man, who was an old hand at this, naturally saw Wang Jin’er’s concerns.

"Miss Wang, just consider it doing me a favor. I’ll treat you to a meal, and this time, I’m planning to donate a million. Surely I can’t be ignorant of what the main activities of the charity organization I want to support are, right?"

"Are you really going to donate a million?"

The fat man chuckled heartily, looking at Wang Jin’er, "Merely a million. Of course, if necessary, three million, five million—I, President Hao, won’t even blink, after all, helping those in difficulty is also a joyful thing, isn’t it."

"Well then, alright."

Wang Jin’er nodded, and President Hao quickly stepped aside, "Please."

Faro Restaurant.

One of the top ten restaurants in Sea City, the establishment naturally positioned itself as high-end, and dining required advance reservation.

"Miss Wang, this restaurant is a Michelin two-star restaurant, and it’s very difficult to get a reservation."

"I occasionally come to eat here; their steak is genuinely authentic. Compared to the ordinary restaurants outside, it’s like heaven and earth, utterly incomparable."

President Hao boasted to Wang Jin’er and turned to snap his fingers at a server. A beautiful, tall waitress with pale skin approached.

She started with a stream of Italian, then handed the menu to President Hao, who took it, pretended to peruse it for a moment, then pointed at the menu and spoke a couple of sentences in Italian.

"Miss Wang, I’ve ordered two of the restaurant’s signature steak sets and some red wine for us. Take a look and see if you need anything else."

"The menus here are also all in Dali’s language; if Miss Wang can’t understand, you can look at the pictures and order anything you like."

President Hao squinted at the pure and graceful figure of Wang Jin’er across from him. This girl could be described as too perfect, not only possessing a face like an angel but also a figure like a devil, and most importantly, she had a gentle and kind personality.

To President Hao, who was used to seeing gold diggers and manipulative women, such a girl was far more enticing. If he could marry her and have her as the mother of his children, it would be perfect.

"I’ll pass," said Wang Jin’er, unable to actually let go and order at will. She handed the menu back to the server, but before the server could take it, someone who appeared from behind intercepted it.

The beautiful waitress turned to look at the man who had suddenly appeared, asking directly, "Sir, are you also a guest at this table?"

Of course, she said this in Dali’s language.

Wang Jin’er turned her head to look at the person who had grabbed the menu, her almond eyes widening in shock.

Li Feng?

What was he doing here?

After leaving her house last time, the two of them hadn’t been in touch for a while, and Wang Jin’er was a bit unsure of what he really thought.

Li Feng turned to the beautiful waitress with a smile, and spoke in fluent Dali Country language, which took the waitress by surprise as she looked at him.

"Sir, your Mi City accent is so authentic. Are you a Dali expatriate from Yan Country?"

Li Feng smiled lightly, "I just spent a delightful summer in Mi City. It’s a beautiful city indeed, with beautiful and elegant women like you, of course."

The waitress blushed slightly, "Thank you."

Li Feng then picked up the menu, and started ordering from the waitress, who nodded repeatedly before taking the menu and turning to leave.

"Not saving a seat for me."

Li Feng looked at Wang Jin’er. She moved aside, and Li Feng nonchalantly took a seat, "I re-ordered for you considering your taste and dietary restrictions. The steak is also medium well, as you like."

"Who are you?"

Hao Fatso looked at Li Feng, the uninvited guest. Who is this guy, who let you sit here, acting all familiar and not at all polite.

"I’m her pursuer."

"Let’s get acquainted, Li Feng. We’re in the same line of business," Li Feng reached out his hand toward Hao Fatso, whose eyes twitched.

Who the fuck is in the same line of business as you.

"You’re Miss Wang’s suitor, no problem there, but why are you sitting here? Did I invite you to sit down?"

Hao Fatso suppressed his anger, trying his best to maintain his composure in front of Wang Jin’er.

Li Feng propped his hands on the table and gave Hao Fatso a thorough look, "Brother Fatso, don’t you think the two of you are a bit mismatched?"

Hao Fatso let out a cold laugh, "I’m unfit? And you think you are, kid? Look at those knock-offs you’re wearing. How did you even get in here?"

"This restaurant requires formal attire to enter, you know that, right? And, the expenses here are not something you can afford."

"I won’t be covering your bill."

"If you don’t want to embarrass yourself, just get lost and don’t interrupt my date with Miss Wang."

Li Feng shrugged, "Brother Fatso, take a look. I just stated the plain truth, and you’re getting all worked up."

"Don’t worry, I can afford to eat here."

"Besides, I wasn’t just spouting nonsense earlier. You’re not young anymore, and you’ve got severe kidney deficiency. Looking for young girls like this, I’m just worried your body can’t handle it."

"Who are you calling kidney deficient!"

At this point, Hao Fatso could no longer contain himself and slammed his hand on the table. Damn it, this was slander—a blatant slander.

"Li Feng, Manager Hao is here to discuss a charitable donation with me. Can you not cause a disturbance?" Wang Jin’er bit her lip, wondering what Li Feng took her for.

Li Feng turned his head to Wang Jin’er, "It’s a separate matter. I’m not stopping you from discussing. I am after all a Doctor by training, and doctors are meant to have a parent’s heart. Seeing him nearly on his last legs and still oblivious, I’m just genuinely concerned."

"Sir, is there a problem?"

At that moment, hearing the commotion, the restaurant manager came over, speaking in broken Yan Country language.

"Doesn’t your restaurant require formal attire for entry? How did he get in here?" Hao Fatso pointed at Li Feng, bellowing at the restaurant manager.

"Sorry, sir, it was an oversight on our part."

The restaurant manager turned to Li Feng, "Sir, please get up and leave, or I will have to call the police."