The call quickly went through.

"Tom, are you coming out for dinner? My treat."

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Mike laid on the bed and said with a smile.

The person on the other end of the line was slightly stunned.

"Good brother, did you win the lottery?"

"Lottery my ass, let's meet at the usual place."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Mike walked to the bathroom to wash his face. Looking at his young face, he was filled with endless emotions.

He did not expect that after someone died, they could actually travel back to the past.

Moreover, he had even obtained such amazing achievements.

Although it had only been two days, Mike felt that his life in these two days was ten thousand times more exciting than his previous life.

After changing into a clean set of clothes, Mike left.

As usual, he took a taxi.

Since he had money, he naturally did not need to use his money sparingly.

Traveling via a taxi was definitely much faster than walking or taking the bus.

In just ten minutes, Mike arrived at his destination.

Little Fat Tom was already waiting for him there.

Seeing Mike get out of the taxi, Little Fat Tom's eyes almost popped out.

"Good brother, did you really win the lottery?"

Mike was speechless.

However, it was normal for Tom to think that way. After all, he had always been poor. Today, he suddenly took a taxi and said that he would treat Tom to a meal. Naturally, Tom was very surprised.

Mike did not explain the lottery, so Little Fat Tom just pushed the door open and entered the fast food restaurant.

At this moment, Mike spoke.

"Wait a minute, I'm not eating at this restaurant today."

Tom was slightly stunned. He turned his head and looked at Mike with a puzzled look.

The meaning behind his look was clear. If they were not eating at this restaurant, then was Mike treating Tom to bread?

Mike smiled slightly and took Tom's hand and walked to the side.

Tom could not help but say,

"Oh, I understand. You want to treat me to spaghetti, right?"

There were no other cheap restaurants in this direction other than spaghetti.

There were also some restaurants that were neither cheap nor expensive. Tom had tried them before. After all, he came from a decent family.

However, he doubted that Mike could afford such a restaurant.

However, when he passed by the spaghetti restaurant, Mike did not go in.

Tom's eyes were filled with doubt.

There were only two shops ahead.

One was a very expensive French restaurant, and the other was a middle-class restaurant that he had been to.

It seemed that Mike was going to take him to a middle-class restaurant.

With this thought in his mind, Tom took a few steps forward and was prepared to go in first.

He could be considered to be acquainted with the boss. Perhaps, if he greeted the boss, their bill would be cheaper.

However, Mike still stopped him.

"Tom, can you stop running around? We're not eating at this restaurant."

The doubt on Tom's face became even more apparent.

Not eating at this restaurant?

Could it be that they were going to eat in another street?

Wasn't that too troublesome? Moreover, if they were going to eat elsewhere, why would they gather here?

However, just as Little Fat Tom was feeling extremely puzzled, Mike walked into the high-priced French restaurant, Medieval Rose.

The fat boy turned pale with fright and quickly ran over to stop Mike.

"Brother, did you go to the wrong restaurant? I can't afford this shop!"

Although Mike did say that it was his treat and that Tom would not need to pay.

However, Tom still brought some money, just in case.

Though now the restaurant had clearly exceeded the level of their budget.

If they did not have the money to pay after their meal, the other party would probably call the police and arrest them.

Little Fat Tom had no doubt that if his father found out about this, he would definitely be lectured!

Surprisingly, Mike smiled slightly and gestured,

"Don't worry, let's just dine in here. I have money."

He had sold 900 gold coins on the forum. These gold coins would definitely be sold out before he finished his meal, so Mike was not worried about paying the bill at all.

Although Little Fat Tom did not believe him, he still gritted his teeth and followed Mike in.

If there was really no other way, he would just endure the beating from his father!

Little Fat Tom entered with the awareness of "losing his life".

As soon as the two entered the door, the waiter at the door stopped them.

"Excuse me, are you looking for someone?"

From the waiter's point of view, these two guys were definitely not here to eat.

The handsome young man in front of him looked very poor. Although the chubby young man looked a little better judging from his clothes, he was still not the type of person who could spend money here.

However, Mike snorted coldly and said,

"Is this how you Medieval Rose treat guests?"

"I'm sorry, sir." The waiter nodded politely and said, "A guest is equivalent to God, but only a customer is a guest."

The message behind his words was the same.

If you couldn't afford to spend, then you would not be a customer.

Mike sneered and said,

"Call your manager over."

The waiter didn't move at all. Instead, he explained calmly,

"I'm sorry, sir. I can't call the manager over such a small matter. If you still want to cause trouble, I'll need to call security."

From the waiter's point of view, these two people were clearly just causing trouble.

The manager was currently accompanying the young master. How could he have the time to care about such matters.

Little Fat Tom, who was beside him, saw the burly man dressed in a security uniform not far away. He was obviously a little scared. He secretly tugged on the corner of Mike's shirt and said,

"Forget it. Why don't we change to another restaurant?"

Mike shook his head,

"No, I must make this waiter apologize to me today."

The waiter sneered. "Sir, I don't think I've done anything wrong."

Just as the few of them were arguing, the door of the innermost private room opened. A middle-aged man in a suit walked over and reprimanded,

"Tony, don't you know that the eldest young master is here today? Why are you arguing here?"

Seeing that the manager was angry, the waiter named Tony immediately turned around and bowed to apologize,

"I'm sorry, manager. It's just that these two people just came in and are causing trouble..."

The manager turned around and looked Mike and Tom up and down with a frown,

"Are you guys here to cause trouble?"

Mike did not flinch at all and said coldly,

"We're here to eat, but this waiter blocked the way and refused to let us in!"

"Ha!" When the manager heard this, he immediately laughed out loud, as if he had heard a joke.

Not a hint of reproach could be seen as he looked at Tony. In his opinion, the waiter had done nothing wrong.

"Here to spend money? Can you afford it? The lowest per capita consumption here is 200 federation coins!"

When Little Fat Tom heard this, he gritted his teeth and said,

"So what if it's 200 federation coins? We can afford it!"

200 federation coins were actually very expensive, but he could still afford it at the cost of being beaten up by his father.

However, Mike sneered and said,

"The lowest per capita consumption? Who are you looking down on?

"What's the highest consumption in your shop?"

When he said this, the manager and the waiter all laughed. When Little Fat Tom heard this, he had a surprised look on his face.

Moreover, the teenager in the innermost box also heard the commotion and looked over.