Meng Yu smiled imperceptibly at the corner of his mouth.

He simply ignored the shouts from the men and women at the next table.

I stretched out my chopsticks to pick up a thin piece of mutton, rinsed it and put it in my mouth. It was indeed very fragrant, and the taste was much more delicate than the farmed mutton outside.

After all, you get what you pay for.

But if Murong Qianyu hadn't taken him with him, I'm afraid he, a former migrant worker, wouldn't have the access to such a high-class place.

Thinking of this, he boiled another thin piece of mutton and put it in Murong Qianyu's bowl.

"Eat it while it's hot," he said calmly.

Murong Qianyu blinked her eyes and looked at the mutton slices in the bowl. The corners of her eyes felt a little sour for some reason. Even when she graduated this year, her father gave her a Rolls-Royce Phantom costing 40 million NTD. She had never been so touched.

.

Maybe this is the tragedy of dog licking!

But she didn't refuse and ate the thin piece of mutton. She, who had always been a germaphobe, didn't mind Meng Yu's chopsticks at all.

"A Dongpo banquet costs about 10 million yuan, plus the wine ordered by Bei Mingyin, the total should be about 60 million yuan, equivalent to 6 cents. As for the meaning of the imperial capital Beiming, Meng Yu, you should know better than me.

." Murong Qianyu lowered her head and whispered in his ear.

Meng Yu's expression changed slightly. After all, 60 million for a meal sounds a bit scary.

Who knows what kind of wine Bei Mingyin ordered? It couldn't be some drinkable antique, right?

Damn! This prodigal little bitch!

But when he heard that it was only 6 cents, he was relieved.

It's only 6 cents, what does it mean? Just eat and drink as much as you want. He thought that little bitch would take revenge on him! It seems that she is not as aggressive as she seems!

As for what the imperial capital Beiming represents?

Meng Yu expressed that he was full of questions.

He is an ordinary migrant worker who has never even been to the imperial city!

How do you know what is going on in the north and south?

However, Meng Yu also wanted to steal and hide the identity of the young master of a noble family, so he had to pretend to be confused and nodded gently.

Murong Qianyu didn't suspect anything. After all, the mystery of Meng Yu's origins was probably higher than that of the Beiming Family in the imperial capital. Perhaps only the ordinary-looking Su Ningyun beside him could compare with it.

As expected, birds of a feather flock together and people flock together.

If it were said that these two young masters from hidden aristocratic families bumped into each other accidentally, she would not believe it even if they beat Murong Qianyu to death.

Murong Qianyu was a little disappointed when she wanted to understand this, because she knew that there was a certain gap between her and Meng Yu's family backgrounds, and it was very, very difficult to achieve a class leap.

Because the family is both a strong backing and a heavy shackle, every family member must put the family's interests at a high position.

But she doesn't have no chance at all. If she can assist Meng Yu to ascend to the throne of the clan leader, then the two of them are still very likely to get together, if Meng Yu will not dislike her by then.

Murong Qianyu felt that her current thoughts were like a moth flying into a flame. She knew that she might be burned in flames, but she still had no hesitation.

Did she really fall in love with him in just half a day?

Although he was indeed excellent, like the blazing sun in the sky, he enveloped the entire sky in her heart.

Murong Qianyu's eyes flashed with confusion.

Su Ningyun's face showed envy. Only the daughter of the Murong Group can be worthy of him, right?

And she is just a girl from an ordinary family.

As my father said at the beginning, our family is poor and cannot afford to go to college, so we should not compare ourselves with others, just be ourselves.

But Su Ningyun had an impulse in her heart.

Just let Meng Yu see what she really looks like. Her beauty may be her last dignity.

But she felt it was very sad to do so.

Not interesting!

Maybe it's good to miss him like this. It's time for her to leave for the next city and start a new journey. Let Brother Meng Yu stay in her memory forever.

Tang Yu and Bei Mingyin looked at each other, a little strange at Meng Yu's indifference.

Even if he is the top second-generation rich man in the Xia Kingdom, he will probably stop him if he pays 60 million yuan for a meal, right?

After all, this is too much!

In fact, these two people are not that bad. They don't have any deep hatred. They don't really want to eat Meng Yu's 60 million. They are just waiting for Meng Yu to be soft and look for opportunities to ridicule him.

In the end, at best, I could eat 18 million to satisfy my appetite and make Meng Yu sick at the same time.

"Hey, Meng Yu, are you sure you want to treat us?" Bei Mingyin suddenly became suspicious.

What if Meng Yu says the last thing?

Bro! I was kidding!

Then isn't she just as hard-working as Uzi, who climbed to the top of the national server overnight? She has to guard against this move!

"Yes." Meng Yu nodded firmly towards the waiter.

A real man promises a lot of money, and since he said he wanted to treat him, he would definitely not run away when paying the bill.

Not to mention that a trivial matter of just a few cents should be so cautious?

Bei Mingyin felt a little numb at the questioning look from Meng Yu. Why did she feel despised by this man? Is it normal for him to eat tens of millions for a meal?

The waiter smiled bitterly and was about to turn around and leave.

Sudden.

Meng Yu stopped him.

The waiter turned around with an expression that was indeed true.

Bei Mingyin and Tang Yu looked at each other with sarcasm in their eyes, and they were really trying to force the cup to be filled.

What a profound path!

Meng Yu looked confident just now, was he waiting for him to show weakness?

This is just like playing cards when the local landlord throws a bomb 5555 and still has three sevens and a loose card in his hand.

Meng Yu bet that the opponent would not dare to throw away the king bomb, because if he had the last bomb, then after the king bomb, he would still be able to easily play out the cards, and the multiplier would be very high.

Players with average card skills may be intimidated.

He didn't dare to use the bomb even though he had a bomb in his hand, allowing Meng Yu to get through the disaster easily.

All the guests present also shook their heads and laughed.

Ever since the rebellious beauty Bei Mingyin was sprayed with wine, they had been silently paying attention to these two tables. After all, live sitcoms were not something that could be seen very often.

When Meng Yu sang about the empty city plan, they almost believed him. They really regarded Meng Yu as a rich man who could eat tens of millions in one meal.

But then I thought about it, even Buffett's lunch in 2019 only cost NT$4.56 million, equivalent to NT$31.54 million.

That’s a full 3 cents!!

But it's not enough to buy the wine that the little girl from the Beiming family ordered just now.

Why does this young man look so calm?

Do you really think his dad is the richest man in the world?

Even if his father is the richest man in the world, the money still belongs to his father! The difference between the second generation of rich people and the first generation of rich people is not two numbers, but a difference of clouds and mud.

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Meng Yu, and stood up with his hands in his hands, "Sir, may I ask which dishes and wines you want to cancel? This is indeed too much, and it is not good to waste it."

He is also an old waiter.

Therefore, he never mentioned that Meng Yu was short of money, but insisted that the point was too much, saving the last bit of face for Meng Yu.

"A waste? No, no, I mean to have another portion according to this standard. After all, I can't neglect my two friends as I apologize for inviting that girl to dinner! You think so?" Meng Yu smiled lightly.

What he said made all the guests in the audience stunned and gasped.

Sixty million is not enough?

Want another 60 million?

Listen!
Chapter completed!