For over an hour, everyone indulged in hedonistic eating and drinking. Not only did the wealthy businessmen turn into food enthusiasts, but even all the hotel staff present joined this foodie bonanza.
They finished off the lobsters and called the hotel staff to bring more several times.
The Western liquor ran out, so they continued to serve more.
Watching this spectacle, Zhu Qinglong was dazzled; these people were eating large lobsters and drinking Western liquor worth tens of thousands per bottle—all at his expense.
This mafia boss had always been the one freeloading off others.
Yet today, he was the one being ruthlessly fleeced.
This left Zhu Qinglong not just feeling the sting in his pocket, but also a peculiar feeling inside.
And all this was the fault of Lin Fei.
If not for Lin Fei, why would he be in such an awkward position today?
Though angered, Zhu Qinglong knew it was not the time to explode.
