Now it was Mei Lixiang's turn to be infuriated.
"You penniless losers, do you think everyone is as poor as you? I have over eight million in my bank account! You won't make that much in your entire lifetimes!" Mei Lixiang crossed her arms and tilted her chin up, pretending she was about to turn and leave. "Are you going to eat or not? If not, forget it. Once you start working, you won't ever get the chance to eat at a place like this."
Bai Xiaoxiao and the others were livid at Mei Lixiang's behavior.
"Who cares about your treat?"
Did she really think eight million was a lot of money? Everyone knew exactly where Mei Lixiang's dirty money came from. Since when was selling fake medicine something to be proud of? Let her squander it on booze and partying—they couldn't wait to see how she'd cry later!
Bai Xiaoxiao had a fiery temper. She wanted to say more, but Pei Ye reached out and threw an arm over her shoulder, pulling her close.
