"Sir, the full bottle, or should I open just one?"
Zhang Weicai, the manager in charge of the bar, asked Wan Yunting and Niu Qiuling.
"Open them all."
Having settled the bill, Wan Yunting waved his hand generously. The manager smiled and nodded. He personally opened these two bottles of Louis Roederer Cristal champagne, drawing envious glances from customers at other tables. The young women present, in particular, stared with jealousy at Niu Qiuling, whom Wan Yunting had by his side, wishing they could pull her away and purr in the arms of the rich man themselves...
"Sir, you're from Huaxia, aren't you?"
Zhang Weicai held a wine glass and carefully poured them champagne, asking in Huaxia.
"Oh, you're from Huaxia."
Hearing the manager speak standard Huaxia, Wan Yunting looked at him with surprise. Zhang Weicai nodded and smiled, "Yes, I'm from Xisheng province."
"Oh, I'm from Dongsheng province."
Warmed by the wine, Wan Yunting smiled and downed the drink in one gulp. Zhang Weicai refilled his glass and asked, "This is your first time here, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
Wan Yunting put his arm around Niu Qiuling's shoulders, crossed his legs, and puffed on a cigar, projecting an air of an arrogant rich second-generation heir. Zhang Weicai could tell this was definitely a wealthy heir from China.
After all, people like this often came here for entertainment.
"Then please enjoy yourselves, gentlemen. Call me if you need anything."
Seeing someone calling him, Zhang Weicai smiled at Wan Yunting and turned away.
"This wine is really expensive."
Niu Qiuling picked up a glass of champagne and looked at it. "Could it be fake?"
Wan Yunting was speechless. He picked up his glass and finished another drink, smiling. "It might be fake in China, but these wines are genuine abroad!"
"Hmph."
Niu Qiuling rolled her eyes at him, then asked, "But are you not afraid that Director Pang won't reimburse you when you go back after spending so much?"
"Reimburse? What reimbursement!"
Wan Yunting was taken aback. Niu Qiuling looked at him, her eyes wide with astonishment. "If you're not seeking reimbursement, are you spending all your own money?"
"Otherwise?"
Wan Yunting spread his hands, looking at her with an innocent expression.
Niu Qiuling was stunned. She had always assumed that men spent money like this and then got reimbursed by Director Pang.
"You're truly generous. These two bottles of wine alone have used up half of your compensation."
Niu Qiuling knew that after his exoneration from the rape charges last time, the state had awarded him over a million yuan in compensation. Now, these two bottles of wine cost seventy-two thousand US dollars, which amounted to over four hundred thousand yuan when converted to Huaxia currency.
Wan Yunting smiled and looked at the girl. "You care so much about my finances, are you worried I won't have money to buy a house and marry you?"
Niu Qiuling was startled, and her face, hidden beneath the disguise, flushed. She disdainfully rolled her eyes at Wan Yunting. "Hmph, who wants to marry you..."
"Oh, oh, oh, with that tone, it's obvious you've fallen for me." Wan Yunting smiled narcissistically. He enjoyed teasing this girl now.
"Zhu Shao from booth 92, three bottles of Louis Roederer Cristal champagne!"
At this moment, the DJ on stage, a young woman, excitedly announced in less-than-perfect Huaxia towards the guests in booth 92.
Simultaneously, a group of hostesses carried three bottles of Louis Roederer Cristal champagne over. Manager Zhang Weicai personally opened them and poured for a young man in a white suit.
This young man, surnamed Zhu, then turned his head and cast a provocative glance at Wan Yunting at the next table.
It was clear that this fellow wanted to be the highest spender of the night!
"Only an idiot would try to compete with you like this," Niu Qiuling said, exasperated.
As a result, Wan Yunting grabbed a table lamp and threw it towards the manager at the next table. It hit Zhang Weicai's back. He immediately turned around, saw Wan Yunting waving at him, raised his eyebrows, and said to Zhu Yangbo, "Zhu Shao, I'll be right there."
"Go ahead."
Zhu Yangbo glanced at Wan Yunting with disdain. "Go see what else that kid orders, and then double it for me!"
"Understood, Zhu Shao."
This wasn't Zhang Weicai's first time serving Zhu Yangbo, and he was also Brother Bao's friend. He knew Zhu Yangbo cared a lot about his reputation.
So, Zhang Weicai ran over. He wasn't angry about Wan Yunting throwing something at him earlier. He smiled and asked, "Sir, what are your orders?"
"Give me ten more bottles of that champagne!" Wan Yunting said generously, waving his hand.
This immediately astonished Niu Qiuling beside him, and even Zhang Weicai was taken aback.
"Ow, why are you pinching me?"
Feeling a pain in his waist, Wan Yunting turned to look at Niu Qiuling. She glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes and leaned in to whisper, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing? What right does your girlfriend have to control me?"
Wan Yunting pushed Niu Qiuling away, making the woman angry. She gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at him, thinking he was still caught up in the act.
"What are you waiting for? Go get the wine."
Wan Yunting directly slammed his diamond bank card onto the table, and cast an equally arrogant glance at Zhu Yangbo next to him, scoffing, "You're still too green to try and suppress me, Zhong Xingwen!"
Snapping back to reality, Zhang Weicai apologized, "Sir, our Louis Roederer Cristal champagne has already been purchased by you and Zhu Shao."
"Damn it, then what other wine do you have? Bring it all up."
Wan Yunting glared at Zhang Weicai, displeased. He immediately said, "We also have Dom Pérignon champagne, priced at $30,000 per bottle."
"Then bring it up. Bring all your stock." Wan Yunting said grandly, holding a cigar and waving his hand.
Zhang Weicai was stunned. He had seen Zhu Yangbo act arrogant, but never had he seen a rich second-generation heir as outrageously extravagant as Wan Yunting. Excitedly, he immediately instructed the waiters to prepare the wine from the cellar. However, they only had fifteen bottles of Dom Pérignon, as such expensive wine was rarely sold. Only nouveau riche fools like this would do something like this.
"Zhong Shao from booth 89, fifteen bottles of Dom Pérignon, and treat the entire venue!"
Immediately, the DJ on stage, holding the microphone, excitedly shouted in English, pointing at Wan Yunting sitting below.
"Holy cow..."
This time, everyone in the venue exploded. All eyes were focused on Wan Yunting. He also stood up and asked Zhang Weicai to distribute these fifteen bottles to the guests at the surrounding tables...
Immediately, some young women came forward, both locals and foreign beauties. Wan Yunting naturally didn't refuse, waving his hand and laughing heartily, "Everyone sit down and drink with me. Order whatever you want."
"Thank you, Zhong Shao..."
The young women called out sweetly, enraging Niu Qiuling beside him. She glared at Wan Yunting with her almond-shaped eyes, realizing this guy was still caught up in his act.
"Ahem, play along."
Sensing the woman's resentful gaze, Wan Yunting leaned in and whispered in her ear.
"Hmph."
Niu Qiuling snorted coldly, not wanting to speak anymore.
In short, Wan Yunting's current behavior was idiotic.
"You don't understand."
Wan Yunting gave her a dismissive glance, too lazy to explain. He took a puff of his cigar and leaned in close to a scantily clad foreign woman beside him. "Come, come, pour them..."
Watching him drink with these women, Niu Qiuling was rendered speechless with anger...
However, Zhu Yangbo saw this and was displeased. He immediately called Zhang Weicai over and ordered a set of twenty bottles of Bollinger Rosé champagne, also treating everyone in the venue...
"Huaxia people are truly nouveau riche..."
The entire venue erupted again, making the locals and foreigners exclaim how wealthy Huaxia people were.
"Look, he's surpassed you again."
Niu Qiuling, with her arms crossed, turned and glared at Wan Yunting, waiting to see what he would do now.
"Easy."
Wan Yunting calmly gestured to him, then called Zhang Weicai over. Together, they walked onto the DJ stage, snatched the microphone from the DJ, and announced grandly in English, "Tonight, the entire venue is on me!"
Zhang Weicai and the DJ beside him were stunned. The entire venue fell silent for a few seconds, then the guests erupted in excited cheers. Wan Yunting, in front of everyone, handed his diamond bank card to Zhang Weicai and said with a smile, "Give me back my bank card only after the last guest leaves."
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Zhang Weicai took the bank card with both hands, nodding excitedly and smiling. Watching Wan Yunting swagger away with a smug look, he thought, "This guy is truly a complete idiot..."