Chapter 573
- “Oh, I’ll pay right now!” Zhao Erdan scratched the back of his head. But when he saw the number, he swallowed hard. “This pricey?”
- “Mr. Erdan, we’re a high-end club,” the buzz-cut young man said with a fake smile.
- “How much? I’ll take care of it.” Qin Fei pulled the bill over and glanced at it. Three bottles of red, two bottles of white liquor, one bottle of whiskey, one XO, and one Rémy Martin.