"Just now Mr. Tan gave you his bank card, so don't be shy, swipe it as you please!"
Tang Luo patted Manager Chen's shoulder, urging earnestly.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Manager Chen realized that this guy wanted to set up Mr. Tan!
"Right, the bill of eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand, eight hundred and eighty-eight is just for the meal, right?"
Tang Luo, as if recalling something, asked.
"Yes, just for the meal!"
Manager Chen nodded.
"What about the wine? We have beauties here, let's go with red wine, it beautifies and nourishes the skin, how about that?"
Tang Luo inquired, looking at An Lan and Cardila.
Both women naturally had no objections and nodded their agreement.
"Alright, then bring us two bottles of red wine."
Tang Luo told Manager Chen.
"Mr. Tang, which red wine would you like? '82 Lafite?"
Manager Chen inquired.
"Don't want '82 Lafite, do you have any Romanée-Conti?"
