Wu Xiaoyan pursed her lips and glanced at Qin Fan. She then pouted and spoke directly.
"Hmph, are you very rich? Alright, this bar has a Dragon and Phoenix fruit plate. 10,000 yuan per plate."
"Do you dare?"
Wu Xiaoyan was throwing a tantrum and wanted him to spend money. Qin Fan was very generous and waved his hand.
"Sure, one plate of Dragon and Phoenix fruit plate for each private room today. I'll pay for it!"
Many bars cheered loudly.
Even the rich second-generation heirs in front of them were speechless.
"A bottle of wine worth one million yuan has been opened, and they even gave a fruit plate for a private room. One private room costs ten thousand yuan. There are no less than fifty private rooms here."
"How can this guy be so rich!"
"Yeah, he's much richer than Young Master Li. Look, Young Master Li's face is green."
Indeed, these second-generation heirs were not as rich as Qin Fan.
