Seeing Chase had thrown out a card, a trace of delight crept up on everyone's faces.
Finally, they got a fathead to pay!
They did not have to split the bill that cost 450,000 yuan.
After eating and drinking for free, they managed to force an idiot to pay the bill. What a day!
Reba sneered at the side. "Why won't Director Zhao dare to take it? Do you think your card is an international card issued by the country president? Trying to act all high and-mighty in front of the Li family? It seem like you have a death wish."
When Director Zhao took Chase's card, he held it up and saw the three words on it. All of a sudden, his body froze stiff. A wave of sharp pain permeated his entire body as if he had been pricked by needles.
This was...
Reba didn't notice that change of expression on Director Zhao's face. She snorted at Chase and went over to see what was so special about the card.