Touching Qin Yao's little head, Qin Fan looked at her arrogant face and curled his lips.
"Alright, you open five bottles, then I'll open 50 bottles!""
"Give me 50 bottles of Royal Salute!"
Qin Fan's words stunned everyone. They looked over in disbelief.
The young ladies were also excited. Their expressions changed constantly, and they were shocked.
"I, I didn't hear wrongly, did I? He wants to open 50 bottles of Royal Salute? How much is that? Five bottles for 100,000, 50 bottles for 1 million?"
"Wow, he, he's going to throw in a million, right? This, this is too amazing!"
"Qin Yao, is he your brother? Is your brother really that rich?"
Some of the second-generation heirs were also dumbfounded. What was this guy's background? He actually opened 50 bottles as soon as he came. This was twice as much as their Young Master Li.
Furthermore, the other party had raised his hand casually without any hesitation.
He didn't care about 1 million at all!
