The best prodigal son

"Waiter!" The more Yang Chen thought about it, the more angry he became, and now he directly called the waiter at the bar.

"Young Master Yang, do you need anything?"

"A table and a bottle of red wine are my treats."

There are quite a few people in this bar tonight, and the old things in the south of the city provide good wine, and a table and a bottle of red wine will cost hundreds of thousands.

"Then tonight's expenses are all mine." Han Feng heard Yang Chen say this now, and said such a sentence very lightly.

In fact, Han Feng really had no intention of wanting to be richer than Yang Chen, after all, he came out today to drink and entertain, not to throw money for charity.

But now it seems that the other party's invitation to buy a table and a bottle of red wine is obviously determined to be richer, so Han Feng can do whatever he wants.

After all, he, Han Feng, has no shortage of money.

"Sir, do you want to invite everyone to drink?" the waiter asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you understand what I mean?" Han Feng took out his bank card, "I mean, I covered everyone's expenses here tonight."

"Including that Mr. Yang." Han Feng picked up a glass of wine and gestured to Yang Chen who was beside him.

Han Feng also didn't want to continue such endless comparisons. Since the other party wanted to compare himself to being richer, he simply put up this style and hired all his expenses directly, so there would be no such troubles. .

Hearing what Han Feng said, the waiter was a little embarrassed for a while, and after weighing it up, he returned Yang Chen's card to him.

Looking at the card on his desk, the corner of Yang Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

OK, you are ruthless!
Although Yang Chen was not angry, he still responded to Han Feng with a smile, but his smile was full of playfulness.

I'm afraid this rich man doesn't know how much the old affairs in the south of the city cost?

The expenses of so many people tonight must be at least tens of millions. I want to see what you pay for in a while!
It's not that Yang Chen doubts whether Han Feng's assets are tens of millions of dollars, after all, judging from the prices of the dishes and wine that Han Feng just ordered, they are indeed rich people.

However, there are very few rich people who can spend tens of millions at one time.

So Yang Chen is now holding the attitude of eating melons, and wants to see what kind of wonderful expression Han Feng will have when he sees the bill for a while.

Thinking of the ridiculous expressions of Han Feng and Xu Ran looking at each other for a while, Yang Chen felt very happy, and all the previous haze and unhappiness disappeared.

This evening's meal of wine is really worth it.

"There seem to be two idiots over there who are getting richer with Yang Chen."

"Yang Chen has such a stinky temper. He dared to offend Yang Chen. I'm afraid he's mentally ill?"

"But Yang Chen doesn't seem to be quite right today, did he get stimulated by something?"

"I heard that he seems to have been greened, but it's miserable."

"Hahahahaha, tell me quickly."

The other rich and young people sitting in the private seats are now also attracted by Bi Fu on this side, and they all look at this side, with melon-eating smiles all over their faces.

After a while, the restless music in the bar suddenly stopped, and the lights of the entire bar were dimmed.

Just when this group of people didn't know what happened, they shone all the spotlights on Han Feng, and then heard the DJ in the middle of the bar screaming excitedly.

"Mr. Han is happy tonight. All the expenses of the old guests in the south of the city will be paid by Mr. Han Feng!"

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, followed by cheers and cheers.

All eyes and shouts were focused on Han Feng.

The sky-shattering momentum in front of him almost knocked off the roof!
Soon, the music started again, and the crowd on the dance floor continued to writhe.

It's just that many people's attention was focused on Han Feng intentionally or unintentionally, and many young girls kept winking at this side in an attempt to arouse Han Feng's interest.

There are indeed many rich people in this city, or in this bar, but there are not many rich people who can spend as much as Han Feng.

Ordinary people who came here to play only thought Han Feng was a rich young man, but those rich and young people who sat in the private seats, stared at Han Feng from the beginning, and planned to watch a good show, were dumbfounded.

No one thought that this seemingly unknown boy would be so rich.

Not only did he directly overwhelm Yang Chen on Bi Fu, but now he actually covered the consumption of the whole audience.

You know, the turnover of this old event in the south of the city is tens of millions a night, even if they are as rich as they are, they dare not just cover the consumption of the whole venue.

Everyone is a little curious now, where did this ordinary-looking young man come from to become a rich man.

Han Feng is still very comfortable now. Ever since he said that he would pay for the consumption of the whole audience, Yang Chen has kept silent. Now he can finally have a good drink and chat with Xu Ran.

Han Feng and Xu Ran were a little bit at odds with each other because of the project, but as they exchanged cups and cups, they found an inexplicable fit, and soon the two became good friends.

Yang Chen is completely convinced now, after all, the person who can casually spend so much money to invite everyone to drink is definitely not just as simple as a rich man.

This man's family background must be quite strong, otherwise, how could he spend so much money in such a calm manner?
And listening to the conversation between Han Feng and Xu Ran, it seems that it is not just an ordinary playboy, so now Yang Chen has developed some interest in Han Feng instead.

If you think about it carefully, the other party can know the old things in Chengnan, and can order Michelin-starred dishes as well. This is obviously not an ordinary nouveau riche.

Although Han Feng showed a trace of uninhibitedness, the man wearing glasses beside him, that is, Xu Ran, could still see the temperament of an elite.

Yang Chen frowned, pondered for a while, then waved to the private bodyguard standing in the dark, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Seeing what was happening on Yang Chen's side, Xu Ran immediately raised his attention, and whispered in Han Feng's ear, "Why don't you let me solve this matter."

"It's okay, let's drink ours." Han Feng looked indifferent now. After all, if the other party still wants to compare with him, then he is asking for trouble.

However, what people never expected was that after a while, the personal bodyguard came back with a bag of things.