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

Mr. Lidell. The wine will be delivered right

“No!”

Lidell, you can

manager turned and left the private

more bottles per

Everyone was shocked again.

per bottle. Ten bottles would cost three million

tables cost eighteen million

what they just ate to the equation, their dinner

was f*cking too

money

would

were starting to get confused about

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

though he knew David had money and connections, the latter was being a little too

dollars for dinner with

in Somerland would not do that,

them back if you can’t finish them. I know you

not seem

the wine was

delivered David’s instructions as

bottle