Wu Yifan looked at the girl and said disdainfully: "No? Tell you, my cousin is a car model, a top beauty who specializes in luxury cars. She must have a figure and looks good. If she wasn't my dear cousin, I would have wanted to have her!"

After saying that, he picked up a pack of Chinese cigarettes from the coffee table in front of him, took out a piece of fire and took a sip, as if he was very angry.

"Damn it! Such a beautiful beauty actually follows such a poor girl. God has no eyes!"

The people next to them looked at Chen Mo and expressed their anger.

Chen Mo saw that they were all not mature and bad boys and girls, nor did he have the same knowledge as them.

I found a corner myself, sat down on the sofa, poured a cup of tea, and slowly tasted the tea.

Several girls were singing and dancing in the private room, while the men kept drinking and chatting, and the beer on the table was quickly drunk.

Someone asked drunkenly, "Brother Fan, it seems that the wine is gone. You can't be so stingy, right? You don't even order wine?"

Wu Yifan also had several bottles at this time. His mind was a little excited and confused under the stimulation of alcohol. When he heard his buddy's half-quick joke and half-mocking words, he immediately slapped the coffee table and said, "Do you look down on me? When did my brother Fan ask for a drink? Ask the waiter to bring the wine list!"

Soon, a waiter wearing a small vest came over and handed over a few drinks list.

Wu Yifan was very generous and asked everyone to order whatever they wanted. Don’t be polite. Today he treats him. Then, he ordered four bottles of red wine and a bottle of champagne himself.

Wu Yifan intended to show his financial resources in front of Chen Mo, so he forced himself to order two more bottles. Although Wu Yifan was confused, he probably looked at the price. The total amount was less than 20,000 yuan, and he could still afford it.

The others were also confused. When they heard Wu Yifan ask everyone to order casually, they were very excited. Someone took the drink list and pointed the wine to the waiter. As for which one they pointed, they couldn't understand.

Soon, the wine I ordered was delivered, which was rare to see good wine at ordinary times.

Although they were a group of little kids who came to the bars to play, they ordered beer and red wine occasionally. Today, they brought such good wine. Everyone was very excited and kept praising Wu Yifan as they drank.

Wu Yifan was also very proud. He held the bottle of wine in his hand and stumbled to Chen Mo, saying contemptuously: "Did you see it? This is the life of a rich man. Have you seen it? Have you ever drunk such expensive red wine?"

When Wu Yifan lowered his head and saw Chen Mo drinking tea all the time, he even more contemptuous, "You must have never been to such a high-end bar. You sit here, and don't drink high-end red wine and foreign wine. You can only drink tea. What a rustic bun!"

The others were worried that there was no excuse to flatter Wu Yifan. Now seeing him humiliating Chen Mo, several people surrounded him, holding the wine glass in their hands, looking at Chen Mo and saying, "This kind of poor shredded silk is so scary that he doesn't even dare to drink wine!"

"I think he is worried that he will ask him to pay after drinking it? Hahaha..."

"Brother Fan said he had treated him, how could he let such a poor man pay for money? He didn't even have the courage to do so. What a man!"

The girl in a navel-exposed suit also came over to look at Chen Mo disdainfully, and said with a lip voice: "I don't know how Brother Fan's cousin likes him. If I were to die, I wouldn't have to be such a poor and courageous waste to be my boyfriend!"

...

A group of people gathered around Chen Mo while drinking and mocking him.

At first, Chen Mo saw that they were just a bunch of immature children, so he didn't have the same knowledge as them.

However, the more I talked, I couldn't help but say angrily: "Have you made enough trouble? If you make enough trouble, sit back and drink your wine!"

"Haha... I'm still angry," the man smiled jokingly, "I didn't expect the poor guy to have a temper? I'm so scared..."

"Hmph...why does he have the confidence to get angry with us? We are all rich second-generations in our family. He is a poor boy, and he dares to challenge us?"

Seeing that Chen Mo's face was a little bad, Wu Yifan said proudly: "What's wrong? Are you jealous when you see us enjoying a luxurious wine? Are you inferior? Do you feel uncomfortable sitting there?

That's right. Today I want you to know that a poor man like you are not a member of us. You are not worthy of a beauty like my cousin at all. You should go back to your orphanage as soon as possible and go back to your broken university. Are you worthy of being with us?"

"That's right, poor shredded!" A girl who had drunk too much pretended to be careful and spilled half a glass of red wine in her cup on Chen Mo.

When a group of people saw this scene, they immediately burst into laughter.

The girl was very arrogant and proud when she saw that Chen Mo didn't even make a fart.

Chen Mo wiped the wet clothes on his body with a tissue and said seriously: "You guys are almost done? I don't have the same knowledge as you, don't think I'm really easy to bully!"

As he said that, Chen Mo picked up the teacup in his hand and poured the remaining half cup of tea on the girl's face. The tea flowed down her face, wetting the clothes on her chest.

The girl suddenly became stupid and woke up a lot of alcohol. Looking at Chen Mosen's cold and angry eyes, she was originally trying to get angry, but she felt a chill in her heart. After moving her lips a few times, she didn't dare to speak anymore.

The others were also stunned, but they didn't expect Chen Mo to get angry.

The few people smiled awkwardly, and had no courage to fight and cause trouble in the bar, so they didn't say anything and pulled the girl back to the seat aside.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan knew that he had been humiliating Chen Mo. He was afraid that the time would pass, so he glared at Chen Mo and said nothing.

After such a fuss, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly became much colder, and everyone was not in the mood to play anymore. Moreover, many people had almost drunk it, so some people suggested that if they didn't work, they would part. It was getting late.

Seeing that most people mean this, Wu Yifan nodded and asked the waiter to check out the bill.

The waiter quickly came in with the bill, respectfully handed the bill to Wu Yifan, and said, "Sir, you will spend a total of 328,000 yuan tonight! You will still swipe your card or cash..."

"What?"

“328,000 yuan?”

"Why are there so many? Isn't it usually a few thousand yuan? It's only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan at most. How could there be more than 300,000 yuan this time?"

"Are you wrong? There can't be so many!"

...

When the waiter heard what he said, the men and women in the room were stunned, and no one expected that they would spend so much money this time.

Although they are rich second generations, and although most of them have assets worth millions or tens of millions of yuan in their families, their pocket money is only a few thousand yuan a month, and at most tens of thousands of yuan, and more than 300,000 yuan, which is also a lot of money for them.
Chapter completed!