I'm A Quadrillionaire Chapter 719

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.

“Serve ten more bottles of this wine to each table.”

“Okay! lust a moment, Mr. Lidell. The wine will be delivered right away. Anything else?”



“No!”

“Then I’ll go out first. Mr. Lidell, you can call me if you need anything.”

The beautiful manager turned and left the private room after she finished speaking.

Ten more bottles per table?

Everyone was shocked again.

It cost three hundred thousand dollars per bottle. Ten bottles would cost three million dollars.

Six tables cost eighteen million dollars.

Adding what they just ate to the equation, their dinner would cost thirty million dollars.

This… was f*cking too much?

How much money did David have?

No rich heir would spend money like that.

People were starting to get confused about David.

“David, you don’t have to order that much. We can’t finish it at all. Can we return some of them?”
Patrick asked.

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

Thirty million dollars for dinner with classmates?

Even the richest man in Somerland would not do that, would he?



“It’s okay! You can take them back if you can’t finish them. I know you like these. I’ll send you two
bottles that they’ve stopped producing,” David said casually.

He did not seem to care.

Soon, the wine was served.

The manager delivered David’s instructions as soon as possible.

David opened a bottle and filled his glass.

Everyone began pouring wine.

Now, everyone had a full glass of wine.

David raised his glass and said, “Everyone, it’s not easy for us to get together. There’s still one year left
for us until we graduate. I hope you can remember our time in university wherever you are. This will be
an indelible mark on our life. I hope we can keep in touch and get together again decades later.
Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

Everyone shouted together.

After three rounds of wine…

David asked the manager to take them to Golden Leaf Hotel’s entertainment area right away to sing
and dance together.

Golden Leaf Hotel’s huge private room still felt empty after accommodating 50 or 60 people.



Everyone was already tipsy, and thus, more relaxed.

Someone soon began dancing in the middle of the private room.

Besides that, it was a dance involving both men and women.

Everyone screamed, of course.

David wanted to sneak out.

However, Patrick and the rest caught him.

Therefore, he could only sit with them in the private room.


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