Five million?
When Brandon heard this number, he squatted on the ground in horror.
"Brandon, what is wrong?" A classmate helped Brandon up.
"Just kidding, I only won half a million." Fraser laughed out loud, "If I won five million, I will on the news?"
"It was only half a million." Brandon laughed, "I thought you really won five million."
"It is true, if you won 5 million, everyone in Donhey City would have known about it. So you are bragging." Brandon laughed.
"Fraser, you are lucky. My father had been working as a miner for more than ten years, and he earned less than 500 thousand. And you won 500 thousand from a lottery!"
"By the way, Brandon, how much money can you earn a year now?" The classmate asked Brandon.
"It happened to be 500 thousand. Last year, I earned 500 thousand, so I bought a BMW." Brandon smiled.
"You are awesome, Fraser is just lucky."
"Yes, Brandon can earn half a million yuan every year, but Fraser can only hit the jackpot once in his life."
Two schoolmates said so.
"Fraser, you are generous. You only won five hundred thousand, but you spent thirty thousand to buy a birthday gift to Quinn." Brandon sneered.
"You are profligate. When you spend out the lottery money, you will regret."
"Fraser, why don't you give some to your parents? They still live in the countryside, or you can take this money to buy a house, perhaps it can appreciate."
The classmates discussed, while Fraser was silent.
"Fraser, my cousin said you bought two necklaces, so the necklace on Luna's neck is also from you?" Brandon looked at Fraser with a complicated look.
“Yes, why?” Fraser nodded.
"You send expensive gifts to two girls, which one do you exactly like?"
"I like Quinn. You'd better give up." Brandon said in front of the classmates.
Quinn flushed, "Brandon, I didn’t agree to date with you. Why don't you allow Fraser to approach me?"
At that moment, the door of the private room opened and a dozen waiters walked in, each carrying two dishes.
“Are you in the wrong room?” Brandon frowned.
"No, this is Room 201." Said the waiter.
"Fraser, did you order so many dishes last time?" Brandon looked at Fraser coldly, and felt that he had been fooled.
"It doesn't seem like enough." Fraser shook his head and said.
"The rest will come at once. By the way, Lafite is ready. I'll deliver it right now." The waiter said respectfully.
"What? You ordered Lafite!!" Brandon almost fainted.
Four bottles of Lafite were soon brought up. Quinn said happily, "After I drank it last time, I had a long aftertaste. I didn't expect that less than a month later, I can drink it again."
"You should thank Brandon." Fraser said with a smile.
"Right, Brandon, thank you very much." Quinn said with a face of gratitude.
Then she stood up. "Here's to Brandon."
Brandon's face was gloomy, but he still raised his glass.
Not long after, the dozen waiters came in again with dozens of dishes.
"Filip invited you to eat so much last time?" Brandon could not help but say,
"Fraser, do you fucking deliberately fool me?" Brandon slammed the table and looked at the food on the table.
Fraser burst into laughter, "It is just a meal, and you can't afford to it."
“Why are you angry?”
Brandon clenched his teeth, "who said I can't afford to it. We only have few people, but you order a lot of dishes, you are fooling me."
"A lot?” Fraser said, "If you feel it is a lot, you call me ‘brother’, and I can pay this meal."
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