"Are there private rooms?"

"I'm sorry, sir, the box is full. There are still seats in the hall." The receptionist said politely.

"Then let's go to the lobby."

"Okay, you two, please come with me."

Ever since the Fang family fell into decline, Fang Zhanbo had never been to such a high-end restaurant. He was dazzled by it and almost lost it.

"You have some."

The waiter knew that Fang Zhanbo was a pauper as soon as he looked at his clothes, so he handed the menu directly to Qin Hao, but Qin Hao pushed it to Fang Zhanbo.

Fang Zhanbo didn't react for a moment: "You really want me to order it?"

"Well, you can eat whatever you like. I'll treat you." Qin Hao replied casually, his eyes fixed on the group of people at the door. The leader wore gold-rimmed glasses, but couldn't hide his ferocious face. It was Chen Wanxian and his party.

Chen Wanxian also noticed Qin Hao, frowned, and then snorted coldly and led people up to the second floor.

"Damn, you said there is no private room, how come you have one when old fox Chen Wanxian is here!" Fang Zhanbo said angrily.

The waiter looked a little embarrassed and explained: "Mr. Chen made the reservation by phone in advance."

"Huh." Fang Zhanbo has been on the streets all year round, so he naturally understands that waiters only order dishes when they see others, so he decided to turn his grief and anger into appetite and ordered a large table of dishes.

Qin Hao didn't stop him and said to the hesitant waiter: "Just serve the food as he said."

"Okay sir, wait a moment."

After the waiter left, Fang Zhanbo smiled mischievously and said: "Ah Hao, I'm sorry that I cost you money today. When I make a lot of money in the future, I will definitely treat you to ten meals. Alas, I won't treat you badly!"

Qin Hao was amused by him: "Okay, then I will wait for you to get rich, but forget about eating. How about you owe me a favor?"

"No problem. If you ask me for anything when the time comes, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely help you." Fang Zhanbo patted his chest and vowed.

"Then it's settled."

“It’s a deal!”

In the private room on the second floor.

Through the window on the second floor, Chen Wanxian watched Qin Hao talking and laughing with a fat man with a dark face. He suddenly became very angry. Seeing this, the stock broker from the exchange came forward and flattered him.

"This kid really didn't know he was about to die. When the market opens in the afternoon and those 20 million shares are sold, I think his true colors will be revealed. When the stock price drops, I will pay him to death!"

However, Chen Wanxian glared at him coldly, and the stockbroker suddenly realized that he had flattered the horse this time. After all, if Meilito's stock price fell below one dollar, Chen Wanxian would also lose money.

At this moment, the assistant suddenly answered the phone.

"Boss, Tongbao Bank suddenly announced that a shareholders' meeting will be held at two o'clock in the afternoon!"

Chen Wanxian's expression suddenly changed: "Let's go!"

The stockbroker couldn't help but catch up and asked: "Boss, are you still selling this afternoon?"
Chapter completed!