"Two million three hundred and thirty-five thousand seven hundred and ninety-eight." The waiter brought the bill and handed it to Song Yiren for a look.
Song Yiren was also shocked when she saw the bill. Although she is considered a popular female star, it is not common for her to eat so much in one meal.
She swallowed, feeling a little guilty.
But after taking a look at Wen Jiujiu, I felt that there was nothing to be guilty of. It was this woman who wanted to treat me.
"It's not bad. With so many people, it's not much to eat more than two million."
Song Yiren pretended to be relaxed and said.
Everyone present subconsciously became quiet.
To some people, more than two million is nothing, but to some people, more than two million means a house.
Everyone present also knows that for Wen Jiujiu, this is probably not a small amount.
Wen Jiu Jiu's expression didn't change, but the director felt a little sorry, after all, Wen Jiu Jiu's salary wasn't that much.
"What did you eat here? Why is it so expensive? Otherwise, I would have to pay for it today."
the director said.
"Everyone should contribute a little. This is more than Sister Jiujiu's salary, which is a bit excessive."
"She wants to treat herself, what do you mean?" Song Yiren frowned, but she didn't expect everyone to help warm the wine.
Wen Jiujiu glanced at Song Yiren calmly, "You said I'm treating you, so don't worry."
"Jiujiu——"
"Everyone should pay a little, there is no reason for you to pay so much!"
"Yes."
"It's okay." Wen Jiujiu smiled, "I've agreed to treat you, and I'll go to Lanting later to play."
After dinner was finished, everyone looked at the warm wine with worry.
Song Yiren looked at Wen Jiujiu from the side with a bit of disdain in her eyes.
More than two million yuan is not something that ordinary people can just take out if they ask for it. Up to now, they are still stubborn and want to pay. Can they really pay it?
When Wen Jiujiu went to check out, everyone followed him out. Song Yiren walked beside Wen Jiujiu and whispered, "You can consider my proposal."
Wen Jiujiu did not answer, looking calm.
Song Yiren narrowed her eyes. She hated Wen Jiujiu's face, which was prettier than hers. She hated Wen Jiujiu's attitude. She always had a condescending attitude. She was obviously just a supporting role, no better than herself.
Very famous.
However, she always seemed to be a bit taller than her, and even the crew liked her more and respected her.
Wen Jiujiu glanced at Song Yiren lightly and said indifferently, "No need."
When Wen Jiujiu took out his card and was about to pay, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side. Fu Sichen held a card in his hand, glanced at Wen Jiujiu and said lightly, "I'll settle the bill.
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"Mr. Fu?" Song Yiren looked happy when she saw Fu Sichen, "Are you eating here too?"
Fu Sichen didn't answer Song Yiren, but Song Yiren said again, "Mr. Fu doesn't have to spend any money. Today's meal is a warm wine treat. She agreed to the treat, and she chose the place."
"Mr. Fu." The director saw Fu Sichen and came up to say hello.
But Wen Jiujiu handed his card forward a little further, and then said to the cashier, "Use this card to pay."
Fu Sichen frowned and said, "Since we happened to meet each other, let me treat everyone to this meal."
"Yes, Jiujiu, you don't have much money. Since Mr. Fu wants to treat us, let Mr. Fu come." The director felt sorry for Wen Jiujiu's wallet and knew that Fu Sichen was not short of money and could be considered an investor in the show. He