I'm A Quadrillionaire

He had been watching it the whole tine.

‘F*ck! I’ve been careless!’

Someone else had beat him to the twenty thousand or thirty thousand dollars.

“Why don’t we replace wine with tea?” Dean asked awkwardly.

David saw that everyone’s glasses were empty, and the bottles were opened.

Knowing they had finished the wine, he pressed the call bell on the wall.

“Tea won’t do! Isn’t this the first time we’ve gathered together in three years? And it’s not easy to have so many people present. Drink some more!” David said.

“No thanks! David! You’ve spent a lot of money. We’ll feel bad if you order more.”

“Money comes and goes. The most important thing is for everyone to enjoy their meal. Since I’m treating you, won’t I be humiliated if everyone didn’t have a good time? It’s up to me today. Now, sit down!”

After David said that, everyone sat down without further objection.

Soon the private room door opened again.

The beautiful lobby manager came in.

“Mr. Lidell! What can I do for you?” The beautiful manager said respectfully.

more bottles of this wine to each

moment, Mr. Lidell. The wine will be

“No!”

Lidell, you can

left the

bottles per

Everyone was shocked again.

three hundred thousand dollars per bottle. Ten bottles would cost three million

tables cost eighteen million

to the equation, their dinner would cost thirty

f*cking too

money did David

rich heir would spend

starting to get confused

don’t have to order that much. We can’t finish

connections, the latter was being a little too

dollars for dinner

the richest man in Somerland would

I know you like these.

not

wine

delivered David’s instructions as

a bottle