Chapter 403: Give this poor boy a little more embarrassment!

Normally speaking, if the woman brings her boyfriend to the door, if it is for dinner, it must be the woman's house.
In other words, whether it's eating at home or going out to eat out, it is naturally the woman's treat.
but!
In today's situation, Yu Qingru suddenly felt that this incident could be used!
She didn't plan to invite this meal according to common sense!
On the contrary, in the end, Zhou Yuan had to pay for it!
Of course, in order to make sure that Zhou Yuan will be embarrassed in the end, this meal must be spent to death! Don’t say the more the better, don’t eat his tens of thousands, it’s definitely not the end!
At that time, with the condition of such a small mess with the surname Zhou, you will definitely not be able to get the money!
If you can't get the money, then wait to be embarrassed!
As for whether my daughter will grit her teeth and settle the bill... then it doesn't matter!
Anyway, the original intention for her to come up with such an idea was simply to take the opportunity to humiliate this little surname Zhou in disguise!
As long as Zhou Yuan can be embarrassed in public, it doesn't matter who pays in the end!
Even if you spend a lot of money, treat it as if your family came out to improve the food!
Anyway, there is no shortage of these tens of thousands of dollars at home.
Yu Qingru thought about it and thought this method was really good.
Spend some money to have a good meal with your family. By the way, you can finally take the opportunity to humiliate the surname Zhou.
Even later Huiya brought her nephew to come, and the table was set up, and it was considered entertaining by the way.
Thinking about this, Yu Qingru didn't bother to go and stare at Lu Yu again, turned around and picked up the phone, scanned the QR code at the corner of the table, and started to browse the menu.
It took more than ten minutes to see that Yu Qingru had a rough draft. He chose a few dishes and ordered the bulk of the red wine by the way. The price rose directly to more than 60,000.
A meal is more than 60,000. Let alone ordinary families, even well-off families may not be extravagant to this degree.
But fortunately, more than 60,000, on my own terms, it's just a trivial matter!
In addition, the most important thing is that at this price, I believe that the poor and sour surnamed Zhou absolutely cannot afford it!
Yu Qingru wondered, just about to put down the phone, blinking, a call came in.
After a glance, it was Fang Huiya.
In front of Zhou Yuan, Yu Qingru was inconvenient to answer, so he quickly got up and walked a few steps away before answering.
"Hey, Qingru, I'm done now, and my nephew is here too, where are you now?"
"Are you finished? Come here now, we are now upstairs, the restaurant at the Seaview Hotel on the 80th floor."
"Okay, then I will take my nephew over."
"By the way, don't forget what I asked for your help. Remember to pretend to be a chance encounter."
"Don't worry, I know how to do it. Just wait for a good show."
"That's good, then I'll hang up first, and wait for you to come."
Yu Qingru didn't say much, blinked and hung up the phone, then sneered and glanced back at Zhou Yuan.
Next, it's time for a good show to come on!
Today, I don’t believe it hurts your face!
A poor toad with no money, no power, no father and no mother, even brazenly wanted to climb my daughter!
Who gives you the courage!
Do not pee and look in the mirror to see how bearish you are!
I just don't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick!
Since you are so self-aware, don't blame me!
Today I made you lose face, and see if you dare to think and dream again in the future!
Yu Qingru felt a sneer and sneer in his heart, and his face was also mixed with disgust and sneer.
At this moment, she seemed to have foreseen Zhou Yuan's shameful end in advance, and the pitiful appearance after shame.
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