The Poor Billionaire novel Chapter 4

"Ethan, did you say that you are not working here? If so, why you send wine to them? Haha, is your lies exposed? Is it funny to lie to me? Naive."

The person who spoke was Nina, and she was looking at Ethan arrogantly at this time.-

"I was helping the waiter who went to the bathroom," Ethan told the truth.

"Just keep bragging, huh, even if I see the truth, you still don't admit it?" Nina said disdainfully, "Why don't you dare to admit it? You are so poor. You should feel lucky if you get a part-time in such a high-class bar. You don't have to compete with us. Who do you think you are? We are definitely different. Hurry up, serve a pint of beer for me, 320 bucks of German black beer"

Ethan replied resignedly, "I'll say it one last time. I'm not a waiter here."

Ethan was about to turn around and leave, but he was suddenly grabbed by Nina. She became angry out of embarrassment and scolded him. "Don't shame yourself. I'm asking you to bring me a beer now. Are you going or not?"

Nina's tone was full of threats. As a classmate of hers, Ethan certainly knew what it meant. If he really refused her at this moment, he couldn't imagine what she would do to him when she was back to campus.

The less trouble the better. Ethan sighed heavily, turned his head to the bar counter, and picked up a bottle of beer, and sent it to Nina.

Ethan saw those people pointing at him with a smirk.

Ethan pretended he didn't see anything. These people were known for their weird habits so that nobody was willing to provoke them because it would be too hard to get rid of them.

So Ethan put down the beer and was ready to leave.

But at this moment, a guy with studs suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute! Ethan, did you just say that you were not a waiter? Then why did you send us a beer? Haha, you are really funny. You are just an inferior person, but you are not willing to admit it. Do you think it's ashamed to serve us?"

"Haha, you have to serve us anyway." Nina added, "Because you are poor! Bastard. You seemed to avoid us when you see us, just like we are willing to see him. Who do you think you are?"

Ethan was a little annoyed. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Last time, I'm not a waiter, I'm here for fun. Believe it or not, I don't need to lie to you."

Ethan was about to leave. But before he took a step, Nina suddenly stood up and slapped him. She spat, "Silly fool, am I too polite to you, aren't I? Who the fuck are you talking to?"

The guy with ear studs also got up angrily, pointed at Ethan's nose, and cursed, "Can you fucking say it again? A lowlife just did as a lowlife. Do you want to overturn the world?"

Ethan's face was burning. If Nina wasn't a woman, he would have slapped her back at this time.

Ethan glared at Nina, but she didn't take it seriously at all. She sneered and continued to speak ironically, "Are you not convinced? Stop fronting! How dare you come here and don't afraid of being laughed at? This is the Queen Bar and look, this cup of beer I'm holding is more than 100 bucks. Can you afford it?"

"No, no, not only he can't afford it now, he can't afford it in his whole life. Haha..." The guy with studs sneered, poured a glass of beer and spat in it, and handed it to Ethan, "Come, give you a chance. Drink it. After drinking this glass, you can boast it for your whole life. This is Germany black beer, many hundred dollars per pint, haha..."

His action caused a burst of laughter among those people. They looked at Ethan sarcastically, and their smiles became more and more arrogant and brilliant.

Ethan looked at those people with his gloomy eyes. He didn't understand why these people could be so arrogant. Just because their families are rich so that they are superior to others?

Perhaps in the past, this could be the excuse they ridiculed him. But now, Ethan just felt that these people were too naive and incurable.

All of a sudden, a voice interrupted them and said, "Hello, your wine is ready. Should I open it for you now?"

The laughter of those people stopped abruptly. Looking over, they saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing aside and looking at them with a smile.

Obviously, this man was not a waiter, but the manager of the bar. On his tray, there was a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.

In the beginning, everyone didn't take it seriously. But the moment the guy with ear studs saw the brand of red wine, his look became serious.

"This... This is La Romanee-Conti?" The guy with ear studs widened his eyes in surprise. "This bottle is worth more than 60,000 dollars. Who, who ordered it?"