What's more, the second boss is openly favoring Fatty Wu.

Five million... is also very difficult for Yang Buzhu, who has mostly fixed assets.

"I'm just waiting for your words."

Wang Jin clapped his hands and showed a bright smile.

He was worried that he couldn't make a big deal out of Boss Wu, so the other party presented the opportunity to him.

Simply too sensible.

"I can compensate."

The young man nodded briskly, his tone even a little impatient.

"Are you crazy?"

The second boss looked at Wang Jin with wide eyes.

She began to wonder if this boy was stupid.

"Hahahahaha...are you kidding me?"

Boss Wu grinned and smiled.

He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was quite humorous.

Unfortunately, nothing can be exchanged for humor.

He still made up his mind to operate on this kid.

"I'm not kidding."

Wang Jin shook his head slightly and looked directly into Boss Wu's eyes.

"I have countless assets, and five million is just a number to me."

"Pfft...kid, if you tell a joke twice, it loses its meaning."

"If you can really come up with five million, I will book the entire Xianghe Restaurant for a month and hold a banquet."

“Great idea!”

Wang Jin's eyes lit up, and he looked at Boss Wu with inexplicable admiration in his eyes.

It costs about five million to book the entire Xianghe Restaurant.

In one month…

Definitely bankrupt.

When it comes to digging your own grave, Boss Wu does have something.

"Swipe your card."

Regardless of others' reactions, Wang Jin took out the black card from his pocket again.

Only this time he didn't raise it high, but hid it in his hands.

The sensation caused by the black card was too great, and Wang Jin did not want to be exposed in front of the second boss, a wild fairy with unknown origins.

"Swipe your card...Okay, I'll let you swipe it!"

The woman laughed angrily and waved to the waiter on the side.

The way she looked at Wang Jin now was full of anger.

If you jump into a hole dug by others, is this kid stupid?

Even if the gods come, they won't be able to save you.

The young and beautiful girl was holding a POS machine, twisting her waist and slowly approaching.

Everyone feels at ease when we transfer through Xianghe Restaurant.

Boss Wu looked at Wang Jin with a grin on his face, ready to laugh at him.

Chen Hou smiled brightly and praised Wang Jin countless times in his heart.

Sacrificing himself to make Boss Wu so happy, he now thinks highly of Wang Jin.

It's just that other people don't react this way.

Shi Baibai was scratching his head and ears, his facial features wrinkled up.

Spending three million to buy a car is luxurious enough, but spending five million to waste it is outrageous.

The key point is that if Wang Jin doesn't have the money, he can't even win.

"How about selling the car."

Shi Baibai touched his chin and started thinking.

"Huh...five million."

Yang Buzhu squinted his eyes and looked solemn.

You can actually get it out by selling part of your property.

It just takes time.

But...this is not worth it.

Unless Wang Jin and Shi Baibai worked wholeheartedly for themselves, there was absolutely no need for him to give the five million to a stupid Qinghua.

But Wang Jin didn't pay much attention to their thoughts.

He was thinking about who to invite to the banquet this month.

"Phew...I know."

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled.

So everyone watched Wang Jin slowly stretch out his hand and quickly swipe it on the POS machine.

Transaction successful.

Five million arrived.

"Uh-huh?"

Chen Hou was about to nod, but found that the voice from the POS machine was different from what he expected.

"Fuck..."

Shi Baibai uttered a rare curse word, but he was gradually becoming numb.

So he began to think about whether Wang Jin took the stuffed disciples to the bank and had sex with them.

Yang Buzhu patted his forehead and began to check whether his brain was normal.

A person with eight million in liquid assets is much richer than himself.

But he had never heard of Wang Jin in Jiuchun.

Rich second generation? Not really.

Rich people are actually very strict with their children and will not let them spend money on such a scale.

That... rich man?

A seventeen-year-old high school student who is a rich man cannot remain unknown.

Yang Buzhu frowned, and his look at Wang Jin changed from admiration to fear.

The second boss didn't react at all. She squinted her eyes and said nothing, but a look of surprise and regret flashed across her stiff face.

It's not that she has never seen so much money, but she never thought that someone like Wang Jin could spend five million at any time.

And it's still spent on meaningless gambling.

As for why it makes no sense…

Even if Wang Jin gave the five million, Boss Wu would not risk bankruptcy by renting out the Xianghe Restaurant for a month.
Chapter completed!