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Chapter 470
When they passed by the front desk, the cashier stopped them and said, “Sir, you haven’t paid the bill.”
The bill?
Zenith was displeased with the cashier’s question. “Are you blind? Your owner gave us his expensive vodka, and you are asking me to pay the bill?”
The others reacted immediately.
“Yeah! How short–sighted.”
“You are a really stupid cashier.”
“Young Master Mangold is the owner’s VIP guest. Even if he pays, can you even take the money?”
“Yeah.”
The Crestfalls did not hold back their criticism of the cashier.
The cashier held back his urge to scold them and said politely, “The owner didn’t say that all of you can eat for free, so…”
“Enough!” Zenith had enough of being pretentious for the day and did not want to look bad at the end of it. He said generously, “Room 402. How much is the bill? I’ll pay.‘
“Sir, your bill is…” The cashier looked at the bill and said with a polite smile, “5,538,088.”
“How much?!” Zenith’s eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets.
One meal cost him five million?
He might be the young master of a wealthy family from the capital, but his money did not grow on trees, and he did not own a money–printing factory.
“Five million for a meal? Are you freaking serious? Is the food made of gold?”
“Why don’t you go rob the bank?”
“Nonsense!”
“You are trying to blackmail us!”
The Crestfalls were furious.
“Give it to me!” Zenith angrily snatched the bill.
At the last part of the bill, the Crown Vodka, both limited edition and collector’s edition, cost 2,680,000 each.
In short, two bottles of Crown Vodka cost them 5,317,000!
The dishes were only a little over ten thousand!
Zenith was furious. He pointed at the bill and roared, “What is the meaning of this? Those two bottles of vodka are a present from your owner, and you are charging me!?”
The rest of the Crestfalls were similarly furious.
“Yeah! Why are they counted in the bill?”
“Your boss brought it over himself!”
“Is this a scam hotel?”
The Crestfalls started to cause a scene, and it attracted much attention. The other customers looked at them curiously.
Zenith could not tolerate being insulted. He shouted, “I want your owner to give me a satisfactory explanation!”
“Explanation? What explanation do you want?”
Then, a cold voice came from the stairs. The man looked angry and stern. It was Lacles, the owner of the Grand Ocean Hotel. He glared at the bunch of fools coldly.
“You’re finally here!” Zenith said loudly, “You said the two bottles of vodkas are for your VIP guests, so why are you charging us? This won’t be over if you insist on charging us!”
Harry looked at Lacles. He also felt embarrassed and insulted, hence he yelled, “How are you running this place? Are you stupid?”
“Open your damn eyes and see who this is! This is Zenith Mangold, the young master of the Mangolds from the capital! It’s your hotel’s honor to have him! Yet you try to scam his money? Is this how the Grand Ocean Hotel does business?”
He somehow made the shameless words sound righteous.
The juniors backed them up.
“Yeah! Stupid!”
“Short–sighted!”
“Cheap!”
“Waive the bill!”
Lacles was so angry that he started to laugh. He went up to Zenith and looked him in the eye. He said sternly, “I said it was for my VIP guest, so who are you? Why do you think you are worthy of drinking from my vodka collection?”
