[QTC] MBDT Chapter 1743

“Huang Liang, you little brat, have you got some nerve talking to me like that?”

Qian Minghao was still reeling from Huang Liang’s drastic change in demeanor.

He was still clinging to the illusion that a harsh shout would intimidate Huang Liang. After all, for so long, whenever he showed that kind of attitude, the brat would obediently listen.

Huang Liang only gave him two words, “Hehe.”

Then he hung up the phone.

“Hello, hello, hello.”

Qian Minghao, seeing the phone had been hung up on, angrily slammed it onto the table.

“That damned Huang Liang is asking for it.”

The waiter, seemingly oblivious to his anger, smiled and said, “Young Master Qian, this bill…”

Qian Minghao retorted angrily, “That little bit of money, do you think I’d renege on it?”

Several men nearby chimed in, “He’s Qian Minghao, Young Master Qian. Would he be short of your little bit of money?”

“That’s right, that’s right.”

The waiter’s expression remained unchanged, his smile still present.

“Of course, I know he’s Young Master Qian, the son of Director Qian. When will Young Master Qian be able to settle the bill?”

“The club has a rule that outstanding bills are settled monthly. It was supposed to be settled half a month ago, but out of respect for Young Master Qian, it’s already been postponed for half a month. If it’s delayed any further, I won’t be able to explain it.”

“Young Master Qian, this amount of money is nothing to you, but if I can’t deliver, I’ll lose my job. Look at this money…”

Qian Minghao, somewhat annoyed by his words, said impatiently, “Give me the bill. It’s not much money, making it seem like I owe you money.”

The waiter quickly smiled apologetically, “I’m making a mountain out of a molehill. This amount is nothing to Young Master Qian.”

He handed him the bill.

Qian Minghao glanced at the number on it, and his eyes suddenly widened.

With a slam, he threw the bill on the table, roaring, “Do you think I’m a sucker? Ten million? Why don’t you just rob me?”

“Young Master Qian, everything in our club has a clearly marked price.”

The waiter calmly explained, “The wine you’ve been drinking these past few months has all been top-tier red wine. A bottle of this kind costs 500,000. Young Master Qian, you’ve been opening several bottles every night. This month alone, you’ve spent eight million on wine.”

“Adding the girls you’ve hired and other miscellaneous expenses, it comes to 130,000. Our manager said the remaining 300,000 will be waived. Young Master Qian only needs to pay ten million.”

Qian Minghao stared at the enormous sum, his face darkening horribly.

His father, though a department head, couldn’t possibly have that much money to pay off his debts.

Qian Minghao finally thought of Huang Liang.

They’d been spending like this for a while, and he’d been paying the bills. This amount of money was nothing to him.

“Wait.”

Qian Minghao dialed Huang Liang’s number with a dark expression.

On the other side of the same city, Huang Liang was comfortably soaking in a hot bath, sipping red wine. When his phone rang, he merely glanced at it casually, not answering, letting the ringing continue.

Qian Minghao called three times in a row, but the other party didn’t answer. This made him very annoyed.

But what was the use of being annoyed?

For that ten million, he had to keep calling.

Huang Liang, wrapped in a bathrobe, leaned lazily against the soft couch, leisurely sipping his red wine. The ringing of his phone sounded like the most beautiful music in the world, intoxicating him.

 

 

 

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