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 this wine to each

Lidell. The wine will be

“No!”

Mr. Lidell, you can call me if you

manager turned and left the private

bottles

Everyone was shocked again.

hundred thousand dollars per bottle. Ten bottles would

tables cost

just ate to the equation, their dinner would cost thirty

was f*cking too

much money did

would spend

were starting to get confused about

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

money and connections, the latter was being a

for

the richest man in Somerland would not do

you can’t finish them. I know you like these. I’ll send you two bottles that they’ve stopped

not seem

wine was

David’s instructions

bottle and filled