About an hour had passed.
Luofeng's table had finished eating first. After all, Luofeng didn't drink alcohol, so he naturally ate quickly.
Luofeng went over to his father's table and greeted, "Dad, Uncles, Aunts, I'm going to leave first. You all take your time."
Luo Lin nodded. "Okay, you guys go ahead. I'll take care of the bill later."
Luofeng replied, "Ms. Lin has already paid for our table."
Only after Luofeng left did Luo Lin say, "Actually... I should have let that kid pay the bill..."
"Oh?" General Zhao became curious. "Are you saying, Old Luo, that you're after your son's New Year's money again?"
Luo Lin answered, "Hahaha, how could that be? I'm not that stingy, am I? It's just that my son has invested in someone else's investment company overseas. He's making almost a million in profit each month!"
"That's right," Luo Lin continued. "The Audi R8 I drove before? This kid bought that too."
