I Have a Tycoon Granpa

"He did not run away, did he?"

"If he runs away, what are we going to do? That would be a waste of time."

Fraser and Grace Lam chated for a while, the classmates couldn’t wait and suspected Fraser had run away.

Grace heard the curse, she frowned and asked, “Did someone just scold you?"

"My classmates make fun of me." Fraser said indifferently.

"Well, if your classmate bothers you, you can call me and see what I can do about it." Grace clenched her fist and said fiercely.

Fraser did not take Grace's words seriously. He regarded he had paid for good.

Back to the hall, Stefan rushed to Fraser as soon as he saw Fraser, grabbed his collar, and said angrily, “Bastard, where have you been? We cannot find you anywhere."

"What are you panicking about? I just make an order." Fraser gave Stefan a blank look, “I’ve just ordered three standard tables."

"Standard? How much is it? Can't it be the lowest standard!" Patrick worried.

The lowest standard of Heyday Lotus was just a few hundred, and three tables only cost less than three thousand. Patrick did not agree.

"Fraser, it is not easy for you to treat us to dinner, why can't you be generous?"

"Will three tables be enough for so many people?"

"Yes, you are really mean."

Under the urge of Patrick and Stefan, everybody developed a contempt for Fraser again.

"Just enough to eat will be fine. We're all students, so we cannot order expensive dishes like lobster and abalone." Tyler stood up for Fraser at this time.

"Besides, the lowest standard of Heyday Lotus is more than seven hundred."

In fact, Tyler's family condition was no worse than Filip's, but he was relatively low-key. He came often to Heyday Lotus, so he was familiar with the price range.

"That's all right. It's better than the canteen." After hearing the lowest standard cost more than seven hundred, the class felt satisfied again.

"If I had known it I wouldn't have come," Stefan said with some sarcasm, "What's the point of a minimum standard? It's not as good as what I usually eat."

so he's not willing to invite you

classmates; three tables certainly were not enough for us. Otherwise we give up and I will order an 1888 standard meal.

obviously was

was the real second-generation rich, as such a casual meal was equal to their parents a month's

waiter to come over, “Find a bigger room for me, and order a standard meal of 1888

little boss, and only the

just a poor guy." Patrick

“Tell your manager to come

am superior then him? He set the minimum

hearing that, “Are you sure? This little boss ordered

stunned

and Stefan also looked

tell us since you ordered the 3888?" Filip

it was your guess." Fraser spread out his hands and said innocently, “Is it

to embarrass

classmates

you who said I ordered the minimum standard." Fraser

to Fraser, “Fraser, you are

God, that's an expensive standard I've

us, only Filip

The meals cost more than 10,000, but he only won

expensive dinner, from the bottom of their

was the real second-generation

a flash in the

room, and as

everybody."

it was not enough. Three private rooms can only take 36 people, but we have 50."

chimed in, “Anyway Fraser has money, let’s get

left, but the minimum cost is

can't afford it?" Stefan looked

of Stefan and other people's intention, who just wanted him to spend more money. It was

did not know Fraser's grandfather was the richest man in Dubai and did not care

the waiter, smiled, “Get the Emperor

including Luna and her best friends. Originally they sat well, but now got up