But thinking about it, given his Second Brother's naturally frosty personality and his protective devotion to his wife, there's a good chance he'd go hungry for three days after finding out that he and An Ran went to eat snail noodles.
After the meal, Sun Wangbei took out his wallet to pay the bill. As the boss of Jiawen Entertainment, taking two ladies out for a meal, even if An Ran said it was her treat, how could he let the two women pay?
He just didn't expect...
"I'm sorry, sir, we don't accept cards here. Do you have cash?"
The cashier, an older woman, looked at the limited edition black card in Sun Wangbei's hand with disdain. Her expression was as if this extravagantly dressed man was planning to dine and dash.
No wonder — the woman had seen bank cards, credit cards, bus cards, student cards, but never a black card that was globally limited, had no credit limit, and could be overdrafted indefinitely.
Cash?
