Climbing Up to The Top Summit novel Chapter 8

Harvey initially wanted to say something, but when h e saw Howard’s behavior, he shook his head and did not say anything. Instead, he walked to Shirley's side and said, "Shall we go together? I’m afraid there’ll be trouble later."

"This..." Shirley hesitated a bit. She did have a good relationship with Harvey during college, but obviously, Howard was the main character tonight. If she left now, would she not offend Howard?

On the other hand, when Howard saw that Harvey was still there and even hooked up with the beautiful classmate—Shirley, his face darkened. He stared at him. "Harvey, it's fine if you don't get out. Now you still want to take our beautiful classmate with you. Who do you think you are? Are you a successful person? Don’t forget! You are a live-in son-in-law, and we feel ashamed to have a classmate like you!" 5

"That’s right! All our classmates are doing so well. You are a disgrace!"

"Hurry up and get out! Shirley, he's a live-in son-in-law. You must not be fooled by him!"

Howard was the main character tonight. These classmates had been in society for a few years. They were not that capable but were all very good at flattering. At this moment, they were all insulting Harvey wantonly. 4

Harvey frowned. If it was not for the fear that Shirley would get into trouble later, he did not want to say anything more.

Meanwhile, Howard saw Harvey still not leaving and felt that he was losing face. He took out a bank card and threw it on the dining table. He sneered, "Waiter, bill, please. If someone does not give up, then I shall let him see that he could never afford this meal in a lifetime!"

Many people gasped after seeing Howard's movements.

Silver card! Only people with more than one million assets could apply for it.

They never thought that Howard had such an accomplishment at a young age. Appearance could be deceptive.

On the other hand, Harvey was poor and was a loser. How could the gap between two people be so big?

Sure enough, even Wendy could not help but look at Howard several times when she saw this silver card. I t seemed that this guy was quite capable.

Howard was delighted when he saw the beauty's approving eyes. He stared at Harvey and continued. "N o, I suddenly changed my mind again. Waiter, let’s go Dutch tonight. One for his share and the rest will be o n me. Please help me separate the bill into two."

The waiter nodded and went down.

Shirley felt bad for Harvey at this moment. Would it not be better if he had left just now? The meal for tonight was estimated to be tens of thousands, and the average consumption per person would be more than a thousand. Could Harvey afford the bill?

Shirley sighed when she thought about this. She quietly took out her bank card. She had to help settle the bill for Harvey so as not to embarrass him.

At this moment, the waiter who was holding the card, and a man who seemed to be the manager walked quickly into the private room.

The waiter bowed at Howard with an apologetic look and said. "Sir, I'm sorry, the balance in your card is insufficient."

Howard was stunned for a moment. He then said furiously, "Are you joking?! I still have millions in my card, how could you tell me that the balance is insufficient?!”

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry. The meal for tonight was about 1.8 million dollars. You still have to pay 1.7 million dollars after deducting this gentleman's share..."

"Pfft..."

Harvey almost burst out laughing when he heard the number. It seemed impolite.

This Howard was indeed a douche. Although no one knew about the two bottles of wine that the waiter had brought up, Harvey did know about it.

It was the famous Eden XIII, a French original royal wine, with a retail price of around eight hundred thousand dollars. Howard had ordered two bottles just now, and the price was already over 1.6 million dollars.

Howard was shocked. He pointed at the waiter and said, "Are you kidding me? We have less than twenty people here. How could we almost spend about two million dollars? Bring your manager here. I want to see how corrupt your hotel is!"

The waiter sighed. He had already expected that. He then stepped back and said, "This is our manager."

"Great!” Howard shouted while staring at the neatly dressed manager in front of him. "Are you planning to quit your jobs? How could the consumption per capita be one hundred thousand dollars? Do you know who I am? My cousin is Don Xander!"

The manager was not in a hurry. He said slowly, "Sir, I am so sorry. The meal was about tens of thousands of dollars only. However, you ordered two bottles of the top French wine-Eden XIII just now. Each cost eight hundred and eighty thousand dollars. So, you've got to pay 1.76 million dollars. It's approximately 1.8 million dollars after adding up the meal. But since you are Mr. Xander's cousin, we have already rounded up the figure..."