Hearing this, the young man with a buzz cut curled his lips. How could he have more than 10,000 yuan of good wine and food at a table?

This is why he was caught by the person surnamed Hong, otherwise how could he be willing to come here to eat this kind of delicacy?

When the young man with a buzz cut started to feel bleeding when he thought of the price of the food on this table, he immediately served the table and started to grab food.

After eating something and placing your belly, the young man with a buzz cut put down his chopsticks. He did not forget the main purpose of his invitation to Fatty Hong to dinner today.

The young man with a buzz cut picked up the red wine on the table, poured a glass of Fatty Hong first, and then poured it on himself.

The young man with a buzz cut raised his wine glass and smiled flatteringly: "Mr. Hong, this is a little Lafite from 13 years old. The taste is pretty good. I'll give you a cup first."

Upon hearing this, President Hong put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and smelled it, and then smiled and said, "You kid is really good."

After the two of them took a sip of wine, the young man with a buzz cut said: "Mr. Hong, I want to talk to you separately. Do you see if you can..."

Mr. Hong immediately became concerned, but he still said with a smile: "It's okay, they both can believe it."

After hearing what Mr. Hong said, the young man with a buzz cut didn't say anything more. After all, there were not many trustworthy confidants around him, so he also brought two horsemen over.

The young man with a buzz cut picked up the black bag on the side, and handed it to Mr. Hong, and smiled and said, "Mr. Hong, this is my apology for today's incident. Do you think you are satisfied with it."

Mr. Hong took the black bag with a smile on his face, and did not worry about the presence of the people in the box, so he opened the black bag directly.

I saw several stacks of unopened banknotes placed in the black bag.

The moment he saw these banknotes, Mr. Hong did not smile, but frowned instead.

Mr. Hong reached out and picked up the stacks of banknotes in his bag and played with it. His face was expressionless and he didn't say anything, which made the atmosphere in the private room tense.

After a few seconds, the young man with a buzz cut realized that Fatty Hong might be dissatisfied with the money.
Chapter completed!