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 this

lust a moment, Mr. Lidell. The wine will be delivered right

“No!”

go out first. Mr. Lidell, you can call

turned and left the

more bottles

Everyone was shocked again.

bottle. Ten bottles would cost three

tables cost eighteen

just ate to the equation, their dinner would cost

f*cking

money did

would spend

were starting to get

to order that much. We can’t finish it

though he knew David had money and connections, the

dollars for dinner

Somerland would

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

did not

the wine was

delivered David’s instructions as

opened a bottle and