The fat man sneered: "Since you are on stage, you must follow the rules. I have already given you a reward, so you must sing a song for me today!"

"Hmph! What's the little money you gave me as a reward? It's not enough for me to have a cup of tea!"

Ouyang Hao curled his lips in disdain: "Okay! Aren't you going to talk about the rules today? I will tell you the rules. Come here and send me a hundred roses. The first song, sing whatever you want!"

With that said, he directly paid 10,000 yuan.

"I'll go! It's a big deal! It's just ten thousand."

"I guess it's some rich second generation? There's a good show to watch now."

Seeing that the two started to challenge each other, a group of melon eaters became interested.

This is much more interesting than listening to music.

This effect is what we want.

"Haha... I thought it was so awesome, but it turned out that I only spent 10,000 yuan."

The fat man sneered, took out his card, swiped it on the POS machine, and shouted: "Boss, give me ten bottles of red wine and reward this girl!"

A bottle of red wine costs 10,000 yuan, and 10 bottles equals 100,000 yuan.

Smashing 100,000 yuan in one breath is not cruel.

"Nice pen! For a song, you actually threw 100,000 yuan in anger, what a local tyrant!"

"I don't understand the world of rich people. One hundred thousand yuan is my year's salary."

"This girl has gotten so much money for nothing without doing anything. Is this the influence of a beautiful woman?"

Everyone in the audience talked a lot, some were surprised, some were envious, and some were jealous.

As for the bar owner, he was already smiling.

Normally, a singer would receive a reward of several thousand yuan, which is already a lot.

But now, it's over a hundred thousand at once.

Even if it's 50-50 with the singer, you can still make a fortune.

"Boy! Why are you silent? You can't even get a hundred thousand yuan?" The fat man challenged.

Hearing this, Ouyang Hao couldn't help but his face darkened: "Fuck! You have to fight me, right? Then I want to see how strong you are!"

With that said, he made another brush and went out, shouting: "Boss! Twenty bottles of red wine!"

Twenty bottles equals two hundred thousand, which is twice as much as the fat man.

People compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense.

It's already reached this point, so naturally he won't give in.

"Damn fat man! Do you see that? This is Brother Hao's strength. I advise you not to humiliate yourself!" Zhang Ting shouted.

"Hmph! Brother Hao's family has several hundred million assets. Who gives you the courage to fight with Brother Hao?"

"That's right! A mere two hundred thousand is a drop in the bucket for Brother Hao. If you have the skills, you can add more. Let's see who can beat who today?!" JrNovels.com