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"A mere fifty million doesn't even qualify to be my sponsor. Since you said it, let's go with your suggestion. Just recharge fifty million, and you can have the first right to this private room. How about that?"
An Lan folded her arms across her chest, talking about fifty million as calmly as if she were talking about five yuan. The man's expression twisted for an instant. He always looked down on women and didn't believe any woman could be stronger than him. His gaze landed on An Lan's face, and then he speculated with the utmost malice.
"Hah, do you even have that much money? It must mostly come from your sugar daddy. You sure are pretty enough, a shame, though. Does your sugar daddy know how arrogant you're being out here? If he gets tired of you... I can still give you a meal based on your looks. Here's my business card, I look forward to your call."
As the man spoke, he passed a business card to An Lan.
