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.

of

lust a moment, Mr. Lidell. The wine will

“No!”

out first. Mr. Lidell, you can call

manager turned and left the private room after she finished

bottles per

Everyone was shocked again.

bottle. Ten bottles would cost three

cost eighteen million

equation, their dinner would

f*cking

money did David

heir would

starting to get confused about

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

knew David had money and connections, the latter was being

million dollars for dinner

in Somerland would not do that, would

them. I know you like these. I’ll send you two bottles that they’ve stopped producing,” David said

not

wine was

David’s instructions

opened a bottle