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.

bottles of

a moment, Mr. Lidell. The wine will

“No!”

Lidell, you can call me if you

and left the private room after

more bottles

Everyone was shocked again.

bottle. Ten

tables cost eighteen

what they just ate to the equation,

f*cking too

money did David

would spend

starting to

order that much. We can’t finish it at all. Can we return some of

money and connections, the latter

dollars for

richest man in Somerland would not do

finish them. I know you like these.

not seem

wine was

David’s instructions as soon as

a bottle and filled