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.

ten more bottles of this wine to

wine will be delivered right away.

“No!”

Lidell, you can call me if you need

and left the private

more bottles

Everyone was shocked again.

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

tables cost eighteen million

the equation, their dinner

was f*cking too

money

would spend money like

were starting to

to order that much. We can’t finish it at all.

had money and connections, the latter was being

million dollars for dinner

richest man in Somerland would not do that,

you like

not seem

the wine

delivered David’s instructions as soon as

bottle and