“And so what?”
“You…”
Jagoan’s reply rendered these women speechless.
“You imbecile! Do you have any idea whose kids you slapped? Their parents are rich and powerful. Can you afford to beat them?”
“So they’re all conceited rich heirs and heiresses. I was wondering why they’re so haughty. Of course I can afford it,” Jagoan exclaimed.
Wendy also spoke to Jagoan. “So you’re rich?”
“I’m not the richest, but I’m certainly richer than all of you…”
Wendy scoffed at this, she snapped her fingers. “Waiter!”
A waiter immediately came running over. “Miss, what can I do for you?”
Wendy handed a card to the waiter. “Bring me ten of your most expensive wines. I want different wines.”
The wines were served in less than three minutes.
“Miss, these ten bottles of wine cost 130 thousand dollars.”
Wendy smirked and pointed to the ten bottles of wine on the table.
Then, she pointed to Jagoan. “Finish these ten bottles of wine today, and I’ll pretend nothing ever happened. I’ll also pay for the medical bills of those who were beaten.”
The waiter gave Jagoan a sympathetic glance when he heard that. In his opinion, Jagoan was going to have to finish the wines today.
He sympathized with him, but he was scared to mess with heirs and heiresses like Wendy.
Losing a job was not that serious. It would be bad if they went after him and his family was involved.
Jagoan spoke coldly. “Who do you think you are?”
Hearing this, the waiter felt a thump in his heart. He found Jagoan unappreciative to say such a thing.
As the saying goes, the less trouble the better. Jagoan could finish the wine and throw up, and everything would be solved.
“What’s the matter? Do you think you don’t have to drink it?” With her legs crossed, Wendy gave Jagoan a contemptuous look.
“What a bunch of conceited brats.” Jagoan chuckled. “I don’t mind playing with you…”
With that said, Jagoan tossed three cards to the waiter.
Gosh, who the hell is this man?
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