Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Wu Haibo's brows furrowed, and his tone turned cold. "Who is it?"

Wang Ziyue pointed at Song Qingwan and Zhao Dong. "It's them! Honey, you have to stand up for me!"

Wu Haibo was slightly startled when he saw Song Qingwan. He knew her and had long coveted her beauty, but he had never found an opportunity. He hadn't expected to run into her here. Wu Haibo's expression shifted subtly before he turned to Wang Ziyue. "Ziyue, what exactly happened? Tell me everything."

Wang Ziyue said, "They ganged up on me! The guy next to Song Qingwan is her boyfriend! Today, her friend said she'd treat us to a meal, but after I ate just one lobster, they started making passive-aggressive remarks. When I talked back, he... he threatened to hit me!"

"What?!" Wu Haibo's face hardened, and his eyes glinted coldly as he looked at Zhao Dong.

After sizing up Zhao Dong, Wu Haibo's expression turned disdainful. He had assumed Song Qingwan's boyfriend would be some big shot, but this man looked like nothing special. Moreover, Wu Haibo didn't recognize him and deduced he wasn't wealthy—just an ordinary man with no real power.

With that in mind, Wu Haibo glared at Zhao Dong. "You're treating everyone to a meal, fine, but why are you bullying my Ziyue?"

Zhao Dong replied indifferently, "I wasn't. She was wasting food, so I said a few words. Is there a problem?"

Wang Ziyue immediately whined, "Honey, do you see? This broke-ass loser yelled at me just because I wasted a little food. Is that reasonable?"

Wu Haibo glanced over with contempt. "Unreasonable! It's just some worthless food, not worth much. If you're poor, don't eat out. Why pretend to be a big shot?"

Wang Ziyue chimed in, "Exactly! Acting rich when he's broke!"

Then, Wu Haibo turned to Song Qingwan. "Miss Song, I've heard of you. You're a big star, so why are you with this poor guy? What can he possibly give you? Aren't you embarrassed?"

Song Qingwan frowned. "Director Wu, we're not together for money."

Wu Haibo sneered, "Of course not. This guy looks broke, after all. To me, he looks like he's living off you."

Song Qingwan gritted her teeth. "Director Wu, he is not living off me."

"Of course he is. He's just a poor bastard, isn't he?"

As Wu Haibo laughed coldly, Zhao Dong suddenly spoke with a smirk. "I've never seen someone so eager to show off. Are you really that rich?"

Wu Haibo laughed heartily. "As a matter of fact, I am. I have more money than you could ever imagine in your lifetime. What about it? Are you jealous?"

With that, Wu Haibo slammed a card on the table and announced loudly, "I'm paying for today! And Ziyue likes lobster! Bring another ten!"

A single Australian lobster cost over 3,000, so ten would be more than 30,000!

All the girls present gasped. Wang Ziyue was ecstatic, clinging to Wu Haibo and kissing him again and again.

"Honey, I love you!"

Song Qingwan gritted her teeth, feeling incredibly suffocated by the scene. Her entire net worth was only a little over a million, and with numerous loans to repay, she couldn't possibly compete with Wu Haibo. But if she let him pay the bill today, she and Zhao Dong would be utterly humiliated.

Just then, Zhao Dong also tossed a card onto the table and said coolly, "What's ten Australian lobsters? Make it one hundred. It's on me."

Wu Haibo was stunned. The surrounding girls were stunned. Song Qingwan gasped, "Zhao Dong, are you insane? One hundred lobsters will cost over 300,000! Where would you get that kind of money?"

Zhao Dong just smiled faintly. "Don't worry about it. I have it."

A group of girls on good terms with Song Qingwan also tried to persuade him.

"Brother Zhao, that's no small sum! It's hundreds of thousands! You can't be so reckless!"

"Exactly, there's no need to act like a big shot. If Wang Ziyue and her man have the money, just let them pay! You shouldn't waste your money!"

"That's right, Brother Zhao! It must be hard for you to earn money. We can tell your circumstances aren't the best, so we understand. You really can't compete with this Wu Haibo. You can't win against him."

Hearing their words, Zhao Dong simply smiled and waved his hand. "It's fine. I just feel like having a little competition today."

Wu Haibo also laughed. "A pauper like you thinks you can compete with me? The money in my card could crush you! Manager! Bring a thousand Australian lobsters! If you don't have them in the restaurant, go out and buy them! Today, I'm going to teach this kid what it means to be a frog in a well!"

The crowd was flabbergasted. A thousand lobsters... that was three million!

But Zhao Dong just smiled faintly. "Hold on. There's no end to this. How about this? All my money is on this card. Let the manager check your card too, and we'll just see who has more. Simple, right?"

Wu Haibo sneered, "Fine. All my liquid cash is on this card, more than enough to crush you! Today, I'll make sure you understand that you're nothing but a clown!"

In truth, Wu Haibo was getting carried away. There were so many beautiful women present, and Song Qingwan was right across from him. On the surface, he was competing with Zhao Dong, but he was really just trying to show off for Song Qingwan. After all, he had designs on her. Flaunting his wealth would lay the groundwork for winning her over later. Besides, with fifty million in liquid cash on his card, the figure was already terrifyingly large. As for Zhao Dong? He probably had a million at most! There was no way that guy could compete. Today, he would make Zhao Dong lose all face and make Song Qingwan admire him!

Thinking of this, Wu Haibo yelled, "Manager! Bring the POS machine!"

The manager didn't dare to delay and hurried over with the machine. Just as Wu Haibo was about to swipe his card, he suddenly turned to Zhao Dong with a smirk. "Just swiping cards to check the balance is too boring. Let's make it more exciting. How about this: we compare who has more money. If your card has less money than mine, you get on your knees, kowtow three times, and then crawl between my legs. Deal?"

Song Qingwan shot to her feet. "Director Wu, you've gone too far!"

But Zhao Dong pulled her back down and smiled calmly. "Fine. If your card has less money than mine, you'll crawl between my legs and then slap Wang Ziyue ten times. How about it?"

Wang Ziyue shrieked, "Are you crazy? Why drag me into this?"

Wu Haibo's expression soured. "Yeah, why do you have to slap Ziyue?"

Zhao Dong shrugged. "Those are my terms. Take it or leave it."

At this point, Wu Haibo's desire to humiliate Zhao Dong had peaked. He turned to Wang Ziyue. "Ziyue, don't you trust me? I have enough money to crush this kid. Don't worry, he's just bluffing."

Wang Ziyue thought it over. Zhao Dong just looks like a poor bastard. How could he possibly have that much money? She nodded and said, "Fine, I agree."

Zhao Dong smiled. "You all heard that, right? No backing out."

Wang Ziyue and Wu Haibo snorted. "We won't go back on our word."

With that, Wu Haibo swiped his card and entered his PIN. A moment later, the electronic voice announced the balance.

"Dear customer, your card balance is... fifty... million."

Hearing this number, the faces of all the girls present changed. They had never seen so much money in their lives.

Wu Haibo chuckled as he passed the POS machine to Zhao Dong. "Your turn. Let's see how much spare change you've got on your card."

Zhao Dong took the card, ready to swipe. Song Qingwan bit her lip, her complex gaze pleading with him to stop.

The group of girls also whispered warnings. "Brother Zhao, you have to think this through! It'll be so humiliating if you lose!"

"Exactly. If you don't have the money, then don't take the bet. We won't look down on you."

Zhao Dong smiled and glanced at the crowd before inserting his card and keying in his PIN.

A moment later, an electronic tone sounded.