The dishes were indeed lavish, at least no other host would go to such lengths.
Crabs that cost over ninety per pound, forty-eight laid out on each table.
Add in wild soft-shell turtles, eels, and mandarin fish, the cost per table was nearly two thousand.
"How rich must Old Chen be to do this?"
A curious classmate asked, and Chang Fu replied, kicking his teeth:
"I don't know how much money he has, but the day before yesterday I called that guy Gao Hu. He was doing fine in Sha City, when Old Chen called him over to Capital City to set up Fei Yangyang Hotpot City. The investment for a single store was around two million. Last year he poured in ten million in one month. According to Gao Hu, as long as it didn't lose money, he was ready to invest another hundred million right away, all taken by Old Chen."
"Sss… a billionaire?"
A bunch of classmates were secretly clicking their tongues in amazement.