The meal finished, leaving Wang Dong ready to cry. It had cost him a bit over two hundred thousand.
He had money!
He didn't care about that much; at worst it was a heavy bleed, not enough to endanger his life. But he begrudged spending the cash this way—he had paid to treat this couple of three, and on top of that, Chen Zhezhe and Qin Xin had ordered extra steaks.
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