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At this time, Xu Xiaoming spread out his hands and said disdainfully: "If you don't want to spend, then don't. It's not like you can't afford to spend a little bit of money."

"Haha!" A little bit of money? " Xu Qian ridiculed: "Did you know that the Pacific Hotel's lowest consumption rate is 1888? For the dozens of students we have today, at this gathering, we can easily spend a hundred thousand dollars. This is the money our family's Wen Tao gave us! "

"More than a hundred thousand?" Xu Xiaoming sneered, and said: "A mere few hundred thousand, I wouldn't even pick them up if they fell to the ground!"

"Yo, Xu Qian, did you hear that, he did not even pick up a few hundred thousand, he is a tycoon!" At this time, a few more high school students of Ding Chunhua's came. Hearing Xu Xiaoming's words, they all held their stomachs and laughed heartily, and one after another, they all underestimated him.

Hearing that, Niu Wentao immediately thought of a way to deal with Xu Xiaoming, and laughed: "Since Brother Xu isn't lacking in money, why don't we do it this way, I will give him a chance to show off, what do you think about this gathering?"

Once Niu Wentao said that, everyone's face immediately revealed a sneer, and they started to jeer: "Alright, let Riche Bro invite us."

Xu Xiaoming was still the same as before, his expression did not change at all as he said: "Since everyone has such high expectations, then I will keep my promise. I will buy all the food we have to spend in the Pacific Ocean today!"

Once Xu Xiaoming said this, Ding Chunhua's classmates immediately burst into wild laughter: "Sigh, I can't hold it in anymore, this poor loser really knows how to act tough, if he can't pay, I'll see what he does!"

Niu Wentao also laughed and patted Xu Xiaoming's shoulders, and said: "Brother, since we are poor, we should at least have some ambition, is it interesting to pretend to be strong?"

Xu Xiaoming didn't even think about paying attention to him, and directly took a step forward, causing his hand to hit nothing but air.

"Ah Hua, let's go in first!" Xu Xiaoming said as he carried Ding Chunhua by the waist and walked towards the Pacific Hotel.

Seeing this scene, Niu Wentao's heart was filled with rage. How could his girlfriend, Xu Qian, be comparable to him? Especially since Ding Chunhua's skin was so pale, tender and tender, she could even throw Xu Qian a few streets without putting on makeup!

Xu Xiaoming was a regular customer of the Pacific Hotel, and he also had a silver membership card that was gifted to him by the Boss Liu, the welcome ladies at the entrance of the hotel had long become extremely familiar with him, upon seeing him enter the hotel, they all bowed and smiled.

However, Ding Chunhua's high school classmates did not know about it, thinking that it was the other party's good service attitude.

Just as Xu Xiaoming walked into the hotel, the lobby manager happened to walk over, he immediately smiled at Xu Xiaoming: "Mr. Xu, you're here again, which room do you want to arrange this time."

"I have more than 30 people here, what room do you think is suitable?" Xu Xiaoming took out a silver membership card that had an overdraft of 50,000 and gave it to the lobby manager.

The lobby manager nodded and bowed, saying: "If there are more than thirty people, I suggest that Mr. Xu open an Emperor Bag. No alcohol is allowed inside, and all the facilities are available …"

When everyone entered the hotel, they just happened to see the manager nodding and bowing towards Xu Xiaoming, and all of their eyes popped out!

Even Niu Wentao, who was waiting to see Xu Xiaoming make a fool of himself, was also stunned. He had come to the Pacific Hotel a few times, but he had never seen this lobby manager so respectful to him before.

"En, Emperor Bag's words can barely make it. Today, everyone, remember my card!" Xu Xiaoming said.

The lobby manager quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Xu is great!"

After he finished speaking, he let a pretty and pretty waitress come over to take Xu Xiaoming and the others to the King's Bag.

At this time, the female students who were already somewhat familiar with each other realized that Xu Xiaoming's identity might not be simple, and went up to Ding Chunhua to pay their respects. They asked: "Ah Hua, you've been hiding it really tight, and your boyfriend is also so, and yet you still want to say something about the homeless …"

"Yeah... "Ah Hua, we're still best friends. Hurry up and tell us what kind of job your boyfriend is?"

Ding Chunhua had no choice but to answer: "He's a doctor."

"Wow, doctor!" Those female classmates looked at Xu Xiaoming and became infatuated with him, saying, "Such a young and handsome doctor, Ah Hua, you're lucky!"

There were also those male students who had mocked and ridiculed Xu Xiaoming earlier. They all toasted and apologized to Xu Xiaoming, saying, "Brother Xu, hehe, we were all joking just now.

When Niu Wentao and Xu Qian saw this, they became even more furious. It was as if Xu Xiaoming had forcefully slapped them twice, and their faces were burning!

Even Niu Wentao, who was a second-generation official, had to think twice about it. However, Xu Xiaoming said that he would only take the bag, and he did not even bat an eyelid, what else could this be other than an undisguised slap to the face?

In the Monarch's bag, everyone drank and sang, and quickly entered into their meditative state, discussing some interesting stories about high school. Although Xu Xiaoming had never gone to high school, he still accompanied Ding Chunhua and listened while talking and laughing with her classmates.

Niu Wentao was extremely furious, he had originally been the main character of the night, but in the end, he was overshadowed by Xu Xiaoming who came out of nowhere. He had a gloomy expression on his face, and suddenly, a thought struck him: "Waiter, what's going on with your wine, it's too terrible right? "Not even Lafite?"

At this moment, a waiter immediately came over and said, "Sir, all the wine in our royal private room is free. However, this Lafite is not here. She needs to be added!"

Niu Wentao pretended to be drunk and said: "Drinking without Lafite, how can we do that? We'll have some bottles for eighty-two years!"

"Eh!" The waiter immediately started to sweat. For the last 82 year, Lafite was worth 100,000 yuan per bottle. If he could get a few bottles, that would be hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Although everyone was laughing, they could still hear the conversation that Niu Wentao was having with the waiter. They immediately understood his intentions, but he wasn't paying for it himself, so they silently mourned for Xu Xiaoming for three minutes before continuing.

Although Xu Xiaoming had not read much, he still knew the price of Lafite for eighty-two years. Since Niu Wentao wanted to punish him, then he would have to accompany her!