If they knew Han Luoli's identity, these people would definitely exclaim, "Over a hundred million is just pocket change for you, okay?"
But now, Han Luoli's words could only shock them again and again.
It was only after a long while that someone silently gave a thumbs up, "That's some impressive acting!"
"Go!" Han Luoli said this to the lobby manager, her presence overflowing, like an emperor decisive in her commands.
Yet another powerful attack.
Gu Xiaoer stood there, her not-so-quick wits only catching the words "over a hundred million," silently converting it into years. Earning a hundred thousand a year, it would take a hundred years just to make ten million—she would need to work for a thousand years to earn that much money!
However, seeing Han Luoli's nonchalant demeanor, she swallowed back the words she had on the tip of her tongue.
Until the lobby manager came back in.
"Now this is going to be a show!"
"Wait to get slapped in the face!"
Everyone folded their arms, waiting to see the joke unfold. Deep down, they couldn't believe that this man could afford to buy this place. Moreover, deep down they felt that a man worth over a hundred million was far too out of reach, Gu Xiaoer could never land such a man.
The lobby manager stood in front of Han Luoli and bowed deeply, "Mr. Han, we were blind and couldn't see Mount Tai. We have been offensive! Our boss said, there's no need for you to buy the place—if you want it, he's willing to give it to you for free! And now, he's turning away the guests who booked the place. Today, this venue is yours!"
Wow!
The crowd of onlookers with folded arms once again dropped their jaws in unison. The things they had witnessed today were beyond astonishing.
Just what was this man's identity, to make the owner of Golden Cup say such a thing?
And all their previous efforts to pull strings and connections seemed like the clown acts of jumping beans.
Especially those few people who were so eager to stand out, they were filled with nothing but regret and endless curiosity about Han Luoli. They secretly guessed the man's background in their hearts, wanting to make a good impression and ingratiate themselves with him, but they never received even a glance from the man.
They touched their noses, silently swallowing a bitter pill.
The entire gathering went on in an eerily quiet atmosphere, with probably the only sound being that of Gu Xiaoer munching on her food.
Having eaten their fill, the two quickly left the place—they definitely didn't want to stay any longer.
And after the two had left, the private room immediately exploded with chatter.
It started with Linlin's Husband muttering a low reprimand, "Your classmate's boyfriend has such a big background, why didn't you give a heads-up!"
"Husband, I didn't know..."
"Didn't know, didn't know, what do you know! You only know how to spend money on clothes and bags all day!" With that, he stormed off, his belly leading the way. Staying any longer would only make him look worse.
Linlin glanced at the people in the private room and bit her lip, still she followed her husband and left.
In a corner, Su Jiaxuan drowned himself in drink after drink, unclear about his feelings. Though he never liked to compare himself with others and always enjoyed the superiority of his background and capabilities, he did not need to compete to win. But today, the man he saw had made him feel truly inferior from the bottom of his heart, that bone-deep sense of bowing down was terrifying.
Yang Xue shifted her gaze, holding a glass of wine she sat next to Su Jiaxuan, "Senior Su, stop drinking, no one knew today's events would turn out like this..."
Su Jiaxuan tilted his head back, a cup's worth of liquid sliding down his throat. Pouring another drink without a glance or a word in response to Yang Xue.
Yang Xue, still hopeful, leaned closer to the man's side, "Senior, I know you feel bad, let me keep you company for a while, okay?"