"I'm sorry, sir. Your balance in the card is 6.7 million Donghua currency, but the total cost of this consumption is 13 million," the waiter's voice was not loud, but everyone in the private room heard it clearly.
13 million for a meal? What did they eat?
"Are you kidding me? This meal costs 13 million?" Derek was completely panicked, pointing at the waiter and saying, "There are only eight of us, with a dozen dishes. Do you mean each dish costs a million?"
"Get your manager here quickly. You must have made a mistake in the bill," Lydia also panicked and spoke up.
"Yeah, it should be 1,000 Donghua currency, right? No matter how much we eat, it can't cost that much," someone else chimed in.
"Get your manager here. This bill must be wrong," the others spoke up one after another, insisting that it was a mistake.
After all, they had never had a dinner that cost 13 million, and they couldn't even imagine it.
Among the crowd, only Grant remained calm, watching the scene with a faint smile on his face.
While others didn't know what had happened, he knew very well that the caviar they had just ordered was a special blend of albino sturgeon eggs and black truffles from the Alps, which was extremely precious and cost 100,000 dollars per teaspoon. It was also the most expensive caviar in the world.
This caviar is special and more precious, so it is served as a secret dish in this restaurant. Before Grant left the Morgan Family, he had come to this restaurant with his parents and knew that the restaurant would only provide it if he wrote down a specific string of English letters. Derek had never seen it before, so he had no idea about it. He couldn't even imagine that the stack of caviar he ordered was worth nearly one million dollars. He ordered two stacks, which cost him thirteen million dollars!
At this moment, she looked at Derek's expression as if he had eaten shit and almost burst out laughing.
"Excuse me, sir."
The manager quickly walked in, dressed in a neat and handsome suit. "Is there anything wrong?"
"What's wrong with your hotel?" Derek walked up and complained, "Can you even make a mistake in the bill? Your hotel staff is too careless!"
The manager was not in a hurry. He took the bill from the waiter's hand and checked it one by one. Then he shook his head and said, "Sir, we did not make a mistake in the settlement. The consumption this time is indeed thirteen million, and we even gave you a discount."
"Bullshit!" Faced with such a large amount, Derek finally lost his temper. He grabbed the manager's collar and asked, "Tell me, why are these dishes so expensive! You are a black restaurant, and I will report you to the police!"
Snap!
The manager calmly opened Derek's hand. He had worked here for decades and had seen all kinds of wealthy people. He thought that the person who could write that menu would have some special background, but now it seems that he couldn't even afford the bill.
The manager straightened his sleeves and said calmly, "I'm sorry, sir. The Beluga caviar you ordered is a limited edition and costs 6.5 million per serving. You ordered two servings, which is 13 million in total. I even confirmed with you before serving the dish, and we have surveillance footage to prove it. Even if you call the police, it should be us reporting the incident."
"You!" Derek suddenly realized something and his body stiffened. His eyes turned red as he turned to Grant and accused him, "You coward, did you set me up?"
"You told me to order whatever I wanted," Grant shrugged and replied calmly.
Daisy covered her mouth in surprise. She never expected the food they just ate was so expensive.
"It seems like you don't want to pay," the manager smiled faintly, his expression commanding respect. He clapped his hands.
Suddenly, dozens of burly men in sunglasses rushed in from the door. They were all muscular and fierce-looking, clearly not the kind of thugs who collect protection fees on the street.
"President Patel, these are the people who tried to dine and dash," the leader of the men pointed at Derek and his companions.
"Derek, what should we do?" someone asked.
"Yeah, Derek, you invited us to dinner," another chimed in.
"This has nothing to do with us," someone said immediately.
The women were immediately panicked. They were just housewives, and they had never seen such a scene before.
"No, we didn't eat for free!" Derek shouted loudly, forced to back down under the intimidation of the leading man. "I'll pay, I'll pay now!"
"Then swipe your card."
"I..." Derek looked flustered and stumbled over his words. Over ten million yuan, where would he get so much money? But if he didn't pay, he was afraid that he would be carried out this time.
In the crowd, only Grant sat calmly in his place. Derek felt particularly unhappy about this, and he remembered the two portions of caviar that Grant and Daisy had eaten earlier. He suddenly had an idea and shouted, "I'll pay, but I'll only pay for what I ate!"
"I didn't order those two portions of caviar just now, and I didn't eat them either. Therefore, I don't need to pay!" Grant said.
Upon hearing this, Daisy became anxious and slammed the table, standing up. "Derek, don't forget, you said you were treating Grant!"
"When did I say I was treating this loser? He ordered the expensive stuff himself, so he should pay for it himself," Derek sneered, making it clear that he was being unreasonable.
"That's right. Derek said he was treating us, but who knew this loser would order such expensive things!"
"Just don't help this useless guy speak, Daisy," the crowd immediately turned their attention to Grant, as they believed that he was the one who ordered the expensive dishes, and they didn't need to bear the cost.
"So, you mean whoever eats it pays for it?" Grant said calmly.
Derek was stunned, but pleased, nodding repeatedly. "Yes, that's what I mean!"
Daisy quickly walked to Grant's side and whispered, "Grant, let's go, don't mind him."
The James Family was only a second-rate family, let alone Daisy's family, whose status was not high. They only had a few hundred thousand in their bank account, and even if they counted everything, it was only over two million. Grant stood up and gently said to Daisy, "Why should we leave? As long as you like it, I can afford to treat you to as much as you want."
Daisy saw Grant's determined eyes and was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses, anxiously saying, "But this is 13 million, not 1,300 yuan! How can you afford it?"
"I'll pay for today's meal, but if I pay and you eat the food I paid for, what should I do?" Grant said, showing a hint of helplessness and looking at Derek.
Upon hearing this, Daisy was shocked. Paying for everything? That would be 13 million! How could Grant possibly have that much money?
"Grant, don't be ridiculous. Even if you sold your house, you still wouldn't have enough money," she said.
"Anyway, don't expect us to chip in," Lydia added, not bothering to hide her disdain for Grant's idea.
Derek burst out laughing. "Hahaha, you're going to pay for everything? Sure, I'll even throw up all the food I just ate and give it back to you!" he said mockingly.
"Deal!" Grant nodded and pulled out a bank card from his pocket. "I'll pay for everything."
The manager didn't care who paid as long as the bill was settled, so he nodded and took the card before leaving.
Derek sneered and casually sat down on a chair. Did this loser really think he could mess with him? He couldn't wait to see the manager come back and beat Grant up.
"You're a waste of space. Let's see how this ends for you," Derek thought to himself, feeling more and more pleased with the situation.