Quinn's expression changed. "What do you mean?"
Reece responded in a calm tone, "These dishes look too ordinary. As the monitor, you treat your classmates to such a meal?"
Quinn glared at him. "How are these dishes ordinary?"
The average price of each dish on the table was at least 80 dollars. The food and wine cost 1,600 dollars!
"The dishes on the table are only of medium grade in Golden Gate Hotel. They aren't even the best. Isn't this normal? Tsk tsk, compared to the big meals I ate abroad, they are still worse!"
"You..."
Quinn's face turned red and he said, "This is my treat. If you want to eat a great meal, go out and eat yourself!"
"No need to go through so much trouble!"
Reece snapped his fingers at the waiter in the private room. "Remove all the dishes on the table. I heard that your store has top-notch foreign specialties. In addition, all the top-notch drinks should be served. I'll treat you to this meal..."