"How much was that bottle of champagne you just ordered?"
Li Shuru asked.
"Seems like it was over thirty thousand, what's up?"
Jiang Chen replied nonchalantly, as if talking about three yuan instead of thirty thousand.
Indeed, it's really not painful when it's not your own money being spent.
Li Shuru fell silent.
With her current wealth, she could afford champagne that cost over thirty thousand, but it wasn't necessary.
"Don't you think it's a bit wasteful to drink such expensive champagne?"
Without trying to pretend to be generous, Li Shuru still raised the point,
"I just think that, for our first date, we should drink something nice."
Jiang Chen seemed to belatedly realize the impropriety of his action.
He naturally wasn't a connoisseur of wine, and Li Shuru might be a bit more knowledgeable than him, but probably not by much.
In reality, for most people, drinking a champagne worth tens of thousands and one costing a few hundred makes almost no difference.
