A hundred thousand per bottle.
He Ming's heart trembled.
Although he also had some assets, his net worth was only around seven or eight million, so such expensive wine was definitely a luxury for him.
But he didn't want to show weakness in front of everyone.
"My family isn't lacking in money, but isn't a hundred thousand yuan for a bottle of wine too wasteful?"
He Ming's wife, Wang Lulu, was a miser, and at this moment, she couldn't care less about keeping up appearances.
Su Ya was also nervous and tugged at Su Fan's sleeve.
"This is too expensive. I think we'd better not drink it, just forget it."
Su Fan looked at He Ming and smiled.
"Mr. He, you don't need to be too nervous, this wine bill might not need to come out of your pocket."
"Not out of my pocket? What do you mean?" He Ming frowned.
Su Fan explained,
"It's simple, I want to add a little extra to our bet. Whoever loses will pay for the wine."
"How about it?"
Upon hearing this, He Ming immediately brightened up.
