Chapter 132: Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Qualifications

Then, Martin turned to the waiter. "Just do as I say."

"I'm sorry, sir, but the 82-year-old Lafite is so precious that even our Blue Witch Bar, currently only has three bottles left."

"Then bring up all three bottles." Martin said calmly.

"Sir, are you sure?" The waiter asked again to confirm.

"Of course." Martin nodded.

"Yes, sir. I'm on it!" The waiter nodded and turned away.

After the waiter left, Drew started yapping again.

"Boy, three bottles of 82-year-old Lafite would be more than one million. When it's time to pay, I'll see how you can get it out! If you can't get it out. You're definitely screwed!" Drew said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Don't worry about it." Martin said calmly.

"Oh, Martin, you are playing too much this time." Dora could not help shaking her head and sighing.

Dora knew that Martin was still in college. When she was the class monitor, she also knew that Martin was from a single-parent family and they were very poor, so when she was in high school, she helped him as much as she could.

Because she knew that with Martin's family situation, it was impossible for him to afford a Lamborghini.

So, she also believed in the idea that Martin's Lamborghini was rented. She knew that he would not be able to come up with a large sum when he'd pay the bill later.

Amy also said, "Martin, I know you're jealous of Drew, so you're doing this. It's really not necessary. If you don't have the money to keep up with your act, you'll only hurt yourself."

Martin smiled but did not answer.

Most of them naturally thought the same way.

"In order to compete with Drew, Martin would actually spend millions of dollars. How is he going to get out of this trouble once he checked out the bill?"

"Yes, it's half a big deal as much as he can. If he wants to appear so rich, then he'll have to suffer the consequences."

Martin just laughed at what everyone was talking about.

As for Drew and his two lapdogs, they were very happy. Today, they can not only drink '82 Lafite for free but also humiliate Martin, which was a good thing. It's like killing two birds with one stone.

"Everyone, I am happy now, so I will sing for you all!" Drew said with a smile.

"Hooray!"

They applauded.

Although Martin drove a Lamborghini, people thought it was just rented, so in their eyes, Drew was the best.

Therefore, the person they want to curry favor with was still Drew.

Then, Drew picked up the microphone and started to sing. With that, he continued to show off.

On the other side, after the waiter went downstairs, he did not serve the wine immediately, but inquired about the identity of Martin first.

After all, three bottles of '82 Lafite added up to a price of millions, in case the customer cannot afford to drink, then their loss would be big and it would be his fault!

However, if he was a tough guy who can afford to pay, if the waiter dared to question whether he can afford it or not, what if it would anger the distinguished guest?

So, their approach was to first check the identity of the guests to see who they were and whether they can afford the expense.

After his inquiry, they found that Martin came in a Lamborghini, so they checked the owner of the Lamborghini.

After checking, they were startled. The results of the inquiry showed that the owner was actually the Chairman of the C City Branch of Gold Group, Martin James!

After comparing the photos and confirming that they were the same person, the lobby manager immediately asked the waiter to serve the wine, before personally running to report to the general manager.

'You've got to be kidding me. We have a very powerful guest of honor tonight.'

In VIP room 6666, the door was suddenly pushed open and a bald middle-aged man came in.

"This is the general manager, Mr. Darwin." Drew recognized the newcomer at a glance.

"Mr. Drew, I heard you were playing here, and I happened to be here, so I came to have a drink with you." The middle-aged man came in with a bottle of wine and a glass with a smile on his face.

"Okay. Please come inside, Darwin." Drew got up immediately and invited him into the room.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Mr. Darwin, who is in the wholesale business and has assets of nearly 10 million dollars." Drew exclaimed.

"Mr. Rossetti, are these your old classmates? Then I would like to propose a toast to them." Darwin picked up his glass.

There were beers in the box before, so they quickly poured the beer and drank it with Darwin.

After drinking, Darwin excused himself. "Mr. Rossetti, if you play with your classmates, I'll leave you alone." Darwin said.

"Okay, I'll see out, Mr. Darwin."

Drew sent the manager out of the room.

After Darwin left, they started to chat again.

"Drew is good. We can feel free to come here to sing. He knows the boss so well."

"Yes, Drew is a good friend of the big boss. How can we compare?"

The students in the class spoke and touted one after another.

For them, this kind of boss, who had assets worth nearly 10 million, was someone who they need to look up to.

However, just now, Mr. Darwin offered a toast to all of them.

It was a high-level treatment they have never enjoyed on regular days, and it was enough for them to brag about in the future.

As soon as Darwin left, the door was suddenly pushed open again, and a middle-aged man in a suit who had a bossy appearance came in.

"Hey, Lamb it's you!"

Drew recognized the newcomer again.

"Brother Drew. I heard you were playing here, and I happened to be here, so I came to say hello and have a drink with you." The middle-aged man said as he walked in with dignity.

"Lamb always comes to drink with me. So, of course, why not?" Drew said with a smile.

"Come on, Brother Drew, let's have a drink."

Lamb filled Drew's glass with wine, and then they clinked glasses and drank from it.

"Brother Drew, I won't disturb you if you play." Lamb said after drinking, then left the box.

"What did you meet, Drew?" A classmate asked.

"Lamb is the superior of Darwin. He owns a manpower company and a gym with total assets of more than 20 million." Drew said.

"Whoa!"

"Drew is really good who knew so many powerful bosses!"

The others looked envious.

"You flatter me. I do know a lot of bosses." Drew smiled and said that he enjoyed the admiration of his classmates.

Consecutively, two executive bosses came to greet him and drink, which made Drew feel very proud.

Then, he turned around and looked at Martin.

"You see, Martin. I'm just here to sing a song, but a few bosses came to drink and said hello to me. This is my identity."

"But you, will you stop pretending to be rich? Even when can afford to drive a Lamborghini, how come there is no one who drank or said hello to you?" Drew scoffed.

"The total assets of those two just now are only 30 million dollars, and you think this is also worth showing off? A boss with no assets of at least 100 million are not qualified to see me. Bosses of who have less than 1 billion assets have to be respectful when they see me, even if they have worth of billions of dollars, they still have to be polite to me." Martin dismissed him immediately.

"What? A boss with a fortune of billions. Do I have to be polite to you?"

The whole audience roared with laughter, starting with Drew.

In everyone's ears, what Martin just said was a big joke.

"Boy, not only do you know how to brag, but you also know how to overrate yourself? You can tell such a lie without being ashamed. I feel bad for you." Drew scoffed.

"Bragging? I'm not bragging." Martin smiled at him disdainfully.

At this very moment, several waiters came with the wines and fruit plates.

After the wine and fruit bowl were put down, the waiter respectfully walked up to Martin. He then reported, "Mr. James, our general manager is outside and says he is coming to see you."

They were confused. The waiter now knew the exact identity of Martin. Would he dare to be disrespectful? He was even very nervous, after all, he was talking to the Director of Gold!

"Let him in." Martin said calmly.

"Yes, sir!"

The waiter answered and retreated.

Soon, a fat-bellied middle-aged man came in with a smile on his face. He was obviously the general manager of the Blue Witch Bar.

"Mr. Martin James, I am the chairman of Blue Witch Bar. I apologize for not saying hello right after you arrived. I hope you will forgive me. If you have any other instructions, please feel free to say so." The general manager said respectfully.