An Li noticed that most of them ordered foreign liquor.
Perhaps outsiders didn't know, but the profit margins for this kind of liquor were very high, unlike those aged wines with grades.
Therefore, if a server recommended this liquor, there would be a high commission.
Normally, someone of Meng Quanzhou's status would often order famous wines.
Yet today, he didn't order a single bottle of wine, and with his friends, they drank hundreds of thousands worth of foreign liquor, and An Li's commission alone was over thirty thousand.
But An Li didn't feel any joy from this; instead, it was a burden.
Meng Quanzhou and his friends didn't stay long; around 11 o'clock, the simple gathering ended.
Meng Quanzhou personally saw his friends out and, before leaving, turned back to An Li and said, "Get me a room."
An Li was about to ask his requirements, but Meng Quanzhou didn't give her a chance; he was already heading toward the elevator with his friend.
