Super system makes me a trillionaire

He continued, "Not to mention, I'm still planning to work for a few more years. Once I've saved up a couple million dollars, I can retire. That's why I really encourage you to try your best."

After hearing that, Bright's expression became even more strange.

Goodness!

What a declaration!

Bright simply hummed in agreement.

The other diners nearby all started chattering.

"What a good fiend!"

"In this day and age, it's hard to find a true friend who really wants the best for you."

"Too bad that young man doesn't seem to appreciate it."

"Sigh… it's inevitable. Some people are willing to wallow in mediocrity. It seems that he won't accomplish much in his life!"

Everyone here was shaking their heads and exclaiming in wonder.

Lan heard all of it.

At that moment, he felt an increasing sense of pleasure in his heart.

However, right then, the hotel's general manager was swiftly walking over.

Behind him was a waitress in a high-slit dress.

In her hand, she held a tray covered with a red cloth.

The general manager stood in front of Bright's table.

Then, he gave a slight bow and greeted, "Mr. John, I am Frank Rowland, the general manager of the Sheraton Hotel Lake Gardens."

Hearing Frank's words, Bright was somewhat curious.

Looking at him, Bright questioned, "What is this, Mr. Rowland?"

"You see, I've come to give you this wine." He said.

As he spoke, Frank unveiled the red cloth.

On the tray was a bottle of red wine.

As soon as everyone saw the wine, they all drew in sharp breath of surprise.

…..

Meanwhile, lan was deeply shocked.

His throat bobbed slightly as he hurriedly cried out, "Goodness! Bright, have you lost your mind? This is a bottle of 2009 Petrus! This bottle alone is worth 370 thousand dollars. How are you going to pay for this bottle?"

The people around were all discussing in hushed voices.

"My God. 370 thousand dollars for a bottle of red wine? Where did this kid get the confidence to order that?"

"Seriously? 370 thousand dollars for a bottle of red wine is already half of my house monthly mortgage!"

Frank stood there with a smile and replied, "Sir, I believe there has been a misunderstanding! Mr. John did not order this bottle of wine."

"What?" Lan was taken aback.

Bright did not order it?

What did that mean?

With a slightly furrowed brows, lan felt a surge of confusion.

As for Bright, he simply sat there and watched Frank with a tinge of curiosity.

He was interested to see what the hotel was trying to do.

"After consulting the chairman, he has decided to give you this bottle of wine as a gift, Mr. John." Frank explained.

As a gift? What did that mean?

At that moment, lan was stupefied.

The other diners were stunned as well.

Lan quickly came back to his senses.

Looking at Frank, he hurriedly asked, "Huh? A gift? What does that mean?"

Frank's face still carried a grin as he said, "You see, the hotel's chairman wants to forge a good relationship with Mr. John. However, he's overseas at the moment and cannot pay Mr. John a visit. That's why I was instructed to personally deliver this bottle of wine to Mr. John."

….

With these words, a storm was stirring in the minds of the bystanders.

They looked at Bright in astonishment.

Who was this young man? Even the chairman of the Sheraton Hotel wanted to be on good terms with him!

The Sheraton Hotel was a globally known chain of hotels. Its market value could reach hundreds of billions.

How could the chairman of a corporation like that want to be on good terms with Bright?

Instantly, many people were staring at Bright as if he was shrouded in an aura of mystery.

On the other hand, lan was completely dumbfounded.

What…

What was going on?

What on earth had happened to his childhood friend?

"Um, Mr. Rowland, could there have possibly been some mistake? Bright is just an ordinary office worker, isn't he?" Lan asked.

Frank quickly retorted, "What are you talking about? How could I possibly have made a mistake? Mr. John is a major shareholder of Triumph Group!"

Boom!

His sentence landed like a strike of lightning exploding right next to Frank's ear.

Immediately, the eyes of everyone in the restaurant were about to bulge out of their sockets.

A major shareholder of Triumph Group?

At such a young age?

At that moment, lan's face was nothing short of flaming red. His expression was unbearably awkward.

He thought about how he had shown off in front of Bright, not to mention his serious advice for Bright to try his best and make the most of his life.

On top of that, he had flaunted his annual salary of three million.

Now, those words of his were like harsh slaps to his own face. It was so awkward, unbelievably so.

At the same time, he was getting increasingly shocked.

Back then, when he used to hang out with Bright, they had both come from similar family backgrounds.

How had Bright become a major shareholder of Triumph Group?

That was…

Lan's feelings were complicated at that moment, to say the least.

The other nearby diners couldn't help but reveal their embarrassment as well.

Some of them couldn't bear to eat anymore and rushed out of the restaurant as quickly as they could.

After all, they just couldn't stomach their food anymore.

They regretted praising lan so much earlier.

Specifically, some of them had remarked that Bright would never amount to much.

Those people had intense looks of pain on their faces right then.

Never amount to much?

If being the major shareholder of Triumph Group wasn't considered much, then they were even more insignificant.

…..

Frank still had the same beaming smile on his face.

He asked, "What would you like me to do with your wine, Mr. John?"

"Open it." Bright instructed immediately.

"Yes, Mr. John."

Then, the bottle of wine was opened.

With it, an intoxicating aroma filled the air.