As Jiang Chen ate, he remarked, especially when he reached the Fruit Platter. With just a few slices of cantaloupe and a single grape, he couldn't help but complain about the portion size.
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, not only were Zhao Wenjing and Sun Weiwu stunned, but even the waiter nearby was left speechless.
"Sir, this is not an ordinary grape; it's the Roman Ruby Grapes from the Island Nation. A single bunch costs twenty thousand yuan. Are you sure you want it?" The waiter was taken aback.
"Of course! If there's enough, let's get one for each of us," Jiang Chen replied.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we only have one bunch left in the restaurant," the waiter said in disbelief. He had been working there for several years and had never encountered such a lavish customer. Moreover, Jiang Chen's attire was quite ordinary; without Shi Wannian and his wealthy companions, it would have been impossible for him to order so many dishes.
However, to his surprise, Jiang Chen was still ordering more. With the drinks and food already costing three hundred thousand yuan, adding more would likely push the total over a million. The waiter felt hesitant to continue taking orders.
Shi Wannian was also taken aback. Jiang Chen seemed to be spending money without a care in the world. If he continued at this rate, even a million wouldn't be enough. Although Shi Wannian found Ye Ming interesting, he couldn't justify spending that much on a single meal.
Ye Ming understood that Jiang Chen had connections and might not care about money, but there was no need to spend it so freely.
"Jiang Chen, don't order anymore; it's unnecessary," Ye Ming advised.
"It's fine. Since I'm treating you and your friends to a meal, we should eat well. Just go along with what I say," Jiang Chen insisted.
"Come on! Are you afraid I won't have enough money to pay?" Seeing the waiter frozen in place, Jiang Chen urged him on.
"Are you out of your mind? Do you think we would cover your bill if you run out of money? Let me tell you, you're mistaken. We haven't eaten any of the dishes you've ordered, and we haven't even touched this Lafite Wine. So this meal has nothing to do with us," Shi Wannian couldn't hold back any longer and exclaimed loudly.
He never expected Jiang Chen to act this way. If it were just a few hundred thousand yuan and Ye Ming begged him, he might consider paying. But if Jiang Chen kept going like this, the bill would exceed a million. Even if Shi Wannian earned a million a year—or even ten million—he wouldn't want to spend that much on a single meal.
He suspected that Jiang Chen was doing this on purpose; he wouldn't accompany Jiang Chen in such reckless spending.
"I said I'm paying," Jiang Chen replied calmly.
"Hmph! Stop pretending. We're not playing along anymore; you can eat here by yourself while we move to another table," Shi Wannian said as he stood up and moved to sit at a nearby table.
"You all come over here; I'm treating you," Shi Wannian called out to Zhao Wenjing and Sun Weiwu.
Relieved, Zhao Wenjing and Sun Weiwu quickly joined Shi Wannian's table. Although Jiang Chen had ordered so many exquisite dishes, they didn't dare touch any of it.
"What are you all doing?" Ye Ming asked helplessly upon seeing this.
"Ye Ming, he's treating us, but we can't accept such generosity," Zhao Wenjing replied.
"Alright then," Ye Ming said without further argument. It was probably for the best since Jiang Chen had no connection with her friends and didn't need to treat them.
"Jiang Chen, since they're not eating here anymore, let's not order more dishes," Ye Ming suggested.
"In that case, we won't add anything else," Jiang Chen nodded with a hint of amusement. These people were truly interesting; they wouldn't eat even when treated and were saving him money instead.
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