How much does it cost to have a meal?

At least that's what Zhu Chang thought before paying the bill.

Until the waiter handed him the bill.

"Are you sure you didn't put two extra zeros?"

Looking at the long number of zeros on the bill, Zhu Chang was stunned.

"No dear, our dishes are all clearly marked with prices."

The waiter smiled friendly and didn't look down on Zhu Yuchang's rustic appearance at all.

"This is too expensive! I didn't eat anything, how come it cost millions?" Zhu Rouchang found it hard to accept that he treated his guests to a meal and they ate an ordinary purple module.

It is true that the Crown Club is rich, but the money must be spent wisely.

What on earth could he do with more than a million dollars?

"This gentleman ordered the Australian Royal Tyrannosaurus Rex, which costs 100,000 yuan per portion. You ordered three portions in total." The waiter pointed at Zhang Laolai, who was so full that he was holding his belly and rolling his eyes.

"And the red wine this gentleman ordered is also our top-quality product, 30,000 yuan a bottle, and you drank five bottles~"

"This gentleman also ordered two copies of the Australian Royal Tyrannosaurus~"

Zhu Chang was dumbfounded.

I know that food in five-star restaurants is expensive, but this is too expensive!

Zhang Jinbao is still fighting? How can this be possible!

Zhu Yuchang was furious, and a ghost fire rushed straight to Yu Linggai.

Just when he was about to criticize Zhang Laolai, he saw Zhang Laolai's eyelids roll up: "Captain Zhu spent money, although it is a pity that I didn't eat their most expensive dishes or order the most expensive wine, but considering that it was you who treated me, I still have to pay attention to the impact. I can't leave a bad impression on you. Otherwise, we will be in the same club in the future. What if you make things difficult for me?"

Mr. Zhang made a joke.

Zhu 꺶 often feels like a joke.

Didn’t you order the most expensive dish or wine?

"Do you usually come here to eat?" Zhu Yuchang suppressed his anger and forced a smile on his face.

"Yes, the boss of our club often brings us here. We eat the best dishes and drink 1982 Lafite. A meal costs hundreds of millions~" Zhang Laolai shook his head.

He was not wrong.

As a member of the club, he could eat here for free, eat the best dishes, order the most expensive wine, and spend not a penny. Besides, the catering industry is a profit-making industry. Even if you really have to pay for the food yourself, the price will still be a hundred times cheaper than the actual price based on the raw materials.

What is expensive is just the reputation of the restaurant, the brand name, and the processing fee.

"Does he often come here to eat?" Zhu 꺶 often pointed at Zhang Laolai and asked the waiter.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang comes here every now and then." The waiter nodded with a smile.

"Are you eating the best wine and food?"

"That's right, just put it on the Star Club's account."

Zhu 꺶chang: "..."

놊Yes, is the Star Club so rich?

It made him want to apply for a job at the Star Club.

"Sir, would you like to pay by cash, VX, Alipay or card?" the waiter urged for the check.

"Swipe the card." Zhu Yuchang took the bank card that O'Byrne gave him with great pain.

This dinner must be treated to a simple and casual manner.

What would Mr. Zhang think of their Crown Club?

Do you think the Crown Club is poor?

Then it was also easy to talk to Li Yaochen and Li Siwen.

The door is there, and the noodles are all given by oneself.

Zhu often felt the need to hold up the face of the crown.

But there was one thing he felt was a little fake—since Zhang Laolai often came to eat, was it necessary for him to fight? Is it necessary to be so...dirty? So I guess the food is just average when I come here by myself, and only when I come with Boss Su can I eat whatever I want, which is in line with the status of an ordinary member of the club.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wochang suddenly felt confident again.

Naturally, I paid the money happily.

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[Your account is deducted 1,728,005 yuan]

O'Byrne, who was about to attend a meeting of the United Club Association, raised an eyebrow at the notification that popped up on his phone.

He gave that card to Zhu 亶chang to use, and Zhu 亶chang could use the money in the card as he pleased.

But as a boss with a strong desire for control, he still wants to know where Zhu 꺶chang spends every penny.

Just like now.

1.73 million is also a considerable expenditure.

O'Byrne clicked on the spending details. Ordinary people's bank cards would only show the recipient of the money, but his card was the same. Every expense and specific purchases would be fully displayed.

Then he saw a list of dish names.

There is also a five-dollar taxi fee.

"..." The corners of O'Byrne's mouth twitched slightly.

A meal cost 1.73 million?

That would be fine, but you still want to fight? !

Zhu 꺶chang is crazy, right? Or are you getting too carried away?

How could you use his card to make such purchases?

Although spending a million or so on food is nothing for someone of his level, he is just used to seeing it!

"Zhu Rouchang!" O'Byrne snorted coldly.

He has a meeting to attend now, so he won't take care of it for the time being.

After the meeting here is over, if Zhu 꺶 Chang doesn't achieve any results, he will settle accounts with Zhu 꺶 Chang.

"Hey, is this Speaker O'Byrne? What a rare visitor!" O'Byrne's thoughts were interrupted. He turned his eyes, and the moment he saw the person coming, the coldness on his face faded and a smile emerged.

Angell - Chairman of the Club Federation Association.

Was once a member of his club.

Afterwards, he became the chairman of the Alliance of Omnicians and no longer ran a club.

He gave the club to Ingres, and after Ingres became the chairman of the club association, he reportedly gave the club to a very talented young man, whose nickname was something like 'Pink Farah'?

I remember it very clearly.

"You are old, young."

"Yes, there are many things to do every day." Angel picked up two glasses of red wine from the waiter's tray and handed one to O'Byrne: "Like you, there has been no change in the past few years."

O'Byrne took the wine and drank it.

He hasn't changed because his life span has been extended by the potion.

But not every omnicist is treated like him.

Many of the space station's fighters and even some of its commanders were trained by him.

For example, although the space station became an independent military force, those warrior commanders still occasionally contacted him, and many materials were given to him by these commanders.

The effect of raw materials is not as good as that of medicine.

But the victory may cause disputes.

"You must be attending the meeting for something, right?"

Ingres looked at his former teacher.

He knew that O'Byrne would never attend a meeting of the United Clubs Association without any particular reason.

Because once he takes the seat, it means that the Mechanical Engineers Alliance will interfere with the track rules.

On the surface, this is good for the reputation of the Alliance of Artificers.

"I will not be present at the meeting, let alone express any opinions." O'Byrne shook his glass and narrowed his eyes: "But I hope you can improve the rules for the club rankings this year."

"Oh?" Angel was stunned and whispered, "Teacher, these rules can be changed at will..."

"It's a change, it's an improvement." O'Byrne shook his head and smiled to comfort him: "Don't worry, no one will think this kind of improvement is a problem, they will just think it should be this way."

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