I confess, I am the Mr. Richest
Chapter 373 I Just Wanted You to Take a Look, I Didn’t Plan to Lend It to You (6/7)

Chapter 373: Chapter 373 I Just Wanted You to Take a Look, I Didn’t Plan to Lend It to You (6/7)

Is Mr. He picking up the tab for everyone here?

Oh, my God.

This kind of scene, which only happens in movies, actually occurred in real life.

This is one of Shanghai’s top bars, where the average spend per person is probably two to three thousand.

Although everyone here is a big spender, having someone cover their bill is still a source of immense joy.

"Oh, Mr. He, you’re amazing!"

"Mr. He, you’re the only king here tonight!"

"Mr. He, I love you!"

Instantly, a wild cacophony filled the bar, driving everyone into a frenzy.

Tonight, they could finally let loose.

Finally, surrounded by a few people, He Jiyun reluctantly stood up.

"It’s nothing, as long as everyone enjoys themselves tonight. The tab’s on me."

"Everyone, have fun!"

He Jiyun spoke in a manner indicating he had no concept of money, as if money was just a bunch of numbers to him.

"Wow, Mr. He is so generous!"

"Mr. He is awesome!"

"So rich, yet so low-key, Mr. He is incredible!"

Countless voices praised him, and a satisfied smile appeared on He Jiyun’s face. This was the effect he wanted.

Showing off feels so damn good!

Thinking about it, He Jiyun coldly glanced at Chu Chen.

Previously, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t show off successfully.

But now it was different; he was footing the bill for everyone here, and they were all groveling at his feet.

No matter how extraordinary Chu Chen was, what could he do?!

He could only admit defeat, utterly helpless.

Hahaha.

The more he thought about it, the more excited and arrogant He Jiyun became.

Anyway, there were only a few hundred people here. Even if each spent three thousand, so what?!

In total, it was just over three million.

No big deal.

Money, he had plenty of it.

Watching the flaunting He Jiyun, Chu Chen couldn’t help but sigh to himself,

"This He Jiyun is still too young; he doesn’t know how treacherous society can be."

"Since I know it, I have the responsibility to let He Jiyun see what treacherous society is like."

Chu Chen thought and took out his phone.

He briefly described what had just happened and sent it out.

He didn’t send it to many, just to the senior management of the Prada Group, Ferrari Group, Hilton Hotel Group, Sheng Tang Auction House, and a few other organizations related to him.

He told them to notify their staff that there was such a great opportunity, not to worry about spending money, as Chu Chen was giving out benefits.

After hearing the news, many employees rushed over without delay.

Because it was so sudden and it was already 8 PM, not too many people showed up.

Altogether, only about two thousand people came.

Even though the bar was quite large, it couldn’t accommodate so many people.

As a result, many were stuck outside and had to wait for a batch of guests to leave before entering.

Time ticked away, and it was almost midnight.

He Jiyun was preparing to leave.

"Waiter, the check."

He Jiyun snapped his fingers, assuming a big-shot demeanor.

"Alright."

Holding the bill, a waiter respectfully handed it to He Jiyun, smiling as he spoke.

"Tonight, your total expenditure is thirty-two million six hundred seventy-eight thousand nine hundred dollars."

"According to the manager’s instructions, we’ve waived the small change for you, so you just need to pay thirty-two million."

At this moment, the waiter wore an exceptionally bright smile.

"What did you say?"

Before he had the chance to look at the bill, upon hearing the waiter’s words, He Jiyun suddenly stood up.

He was totally taken aback, as if his hair was standing on end.

Over thirty million, over thirty million?

How could it possibly be that much?

"Thirty million plus, are you freaking extorting me?!"

He Jiyun angrily rebuked the waiter.

"Nope, if you don’t believe me, check the bill, it’s over thirty million." The waiter pointed at the bill, smiling as he spoke.

He Jiyun frowned, his hands trembling as he looked at the bill.

Instantly, he was utterly dumbfounded—could it really be so much?

This long string of charges...

"What, they ordered over a dozen bottles of Romanée-Conti?!"

Suddenly, staring at a conspicuous line of text on the bill, He Jiyun exclaimed in shock.

That was Romanée-Conti, each bottle costing hundreds of thousands.

"Yes, every bottle of Romanée-Conti we had stored was ordered today."

Usually, it takes at least half a month to sell one bottle, but today all the stock was cleared.

"If we hadn’t run out, I fear more people would’ve ordered it."

In addition to Romanée-Conti, other famous wines also sold out.

Today, their bar was almost entirely emptied.

"Bastards, these bastards."

He Jiyun cursed, nearly losing his sanity.

The influx of extra guests today would be understandable.

But the average expenditure per person had already exceeded ten thousand.

It seemed they knew someone else was footing the bill and indiscriminately ordered all sorts of expensive wines.

"Damn it!"

He Jiyun was mortified to the extreme.

Initially, he thought he’d show off by covering everyone’s expenses, expecting it would amount to merely about three million at most.

But who would’ve thought it would end up ten times more, at thirty million!

"Thirty million, I don’t have it."

He Jiyun said helplessly to the waiter.

All his money combined was only a bit over five million.

Recently, he had spent most of his savings on a new sports car.

Even if he hadn’t, it wouldn’t have been enough for thirty million.

This statement by He Jiyun caused the lively atmosphere of the bar to immediately quiet down.

Those very excited customers immediately glared at He Jiyun, as if they wanted to gang up on him.

They had been groveling to him for so long, and he said he didn’t have money.

Did he expect them to pay for themselves?

Being stared at by numerous people, He Jiyun was so nervous that he feared one wrong word would get him beaten up.

"I have money, I have money."

Hastily, He Jiyun tried to salvage the situation.

"Let’s pull together what we have, let’s pull together."

He told a few cronies around him.

In the end, they gathered just over ten million together.

He really didn’t dare call his father. If he found out he spent thirty million just to show off, he might kill him.

He truly didn’t know what to do.

Just then, Chu Chen slowly opened his wallet, revealing various black cards.

Seeing this, a few people nearby were dumbfounded.

Oh my goodness.

How many black cards, how much money is that?!!

"Thank you, thank you."

Hastily, He Jiyun apologized to Chu Chen.

"No need to thank me—I didn’t intend to lend it to you."

"I just wanted to show them to you."

Chu Chen shrugged and smiled. If he lent him the money, how could he let him experience the harshness of society?

"I just wanted to show them to you?"

Upon hearing Chu Chen’s words, He Jiyun almost coughed up blood.

Ah!

He Jiyun screamed internally, utterly infuriated.

Especially looking at Chu Chen’s innocent smile, he was even more devastated.