"Wow, Brother Dali is so awesome!" Jiang Tang clapped his hands excitedly.
Qiao Jing quickly reached out to grab the bottle, "Xiaochen, you don't want your life, put it down quickly!"
However, within a few seconds, a bottle of Guojiao had reached its bottom.
The four rich second generations, Chen Zhihao and Lin Yuna, watched in stunned silence as Ning Chen finished a whole bottle of liquor.
That's a pound of weight, can you do it in one breath?
"Can I go to Maotai now? I haven't quenched my thirst yet."
Ning Chen wiped his mouth and looked at Chen Zhihao with a smile.
'Alas, the wine on earth is really boring and tastes like water. 'He sighed in his heart.
Chen Zhihao took the wine bottle in disbelief, shook it twice, and found that it was really empty.
"Is this guy's throat and stomach made of iron?"
A question popped into his mind.
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But then I thought about it, no! How could I, the dignified eldest son of the Chen family, be intimidated by a country bumpkin?
"Brother, what a drinker!"
Chen Zhihao pretended to praise, gave a thumbs up, and then said with a smile: "But that's not how you drink wine. A bottle of Guojiao costs more than a thousand yuan. It's too wasteful for you to drink."
"Master Chen has been reluctant to go to Maotai. Is there something wrong with him?" Ning Chen suddenly said with a smile.
Chen Zhihao's heart beat a little, but on the surface he was calm and said: "Okay, since Brother Ning wants to drink, waiter, let's go to the bar!"
"Okay, Mr. Chen."
The waiter walked out immediately.
After a while, the middle-aged manager walked into the box, holding a bottle of old-style Maotai wine wrapped in tissue paper.
"Master Chen, Mr. Qiao, I'm here to serve you wine."
The middle-aged manager put the wine on the table and tore the tissue paper to reveal the wine bottle inside.
Qiao Jing usually socializes a lot, so she knew after just one glance that this bottle of wine was probably real.
"The market price of Maotai in 1982 was around 50,000 to 60,000, and Zhihao was too willing to spend money."
"Fifty or sixty thousand is nothing. Zhihao's pocket money for a week is more than this amount."
"Zhihao is really passionate about Miss Xu. If I were a girl, I would be moved to death..."
Lin Yuna, Yang Xiaoxing and Ye Liangping acted as wingmen, hinting at Chen Zhihao's contribution in various ways.
Xu Shuyan crossed her arms and sneered, "It's only fifty or sixty thousand, you just want to impress this young lady?"
As long as she doesn't like it, even if the world's richest man comes, she won't take a second look.
At this time, the middle-aged manager began to pour the wine one by one.
First it was Qiao Jing, then Xu Shuyan, Chen Zhihao... and finally it was poured to Ning Chen, and it was not full yet.
"Aunt Qiao, our Chen family's business will have to rely on you and Mr. Xu to take care of it from now on."
At this time, Chen Zhihao stood up with a smile and toasted Qiao Jing with a glass of wine.
"Zhihao, you are too polite." Qiao Jing was too embarrassed to refuse, so she picked up the wine glass and took a small sip.
"Aunt Qiao, how do you like this wine?" Chen Zhihao sat down and asked with a smile.
"Well, good wine, very mellow." Qiao Jing said casually.
Although she usually drinks a lot, she didn't drink Feitian Moutai a few times in 1982, so she can't figure out why.
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Chen Zhihao laughed secretly in his heart. Even someone like Qiao Jing, who often socialized, couldn't tell the truth from the lies. Manager Wang was indeed a master of forgery.
Thinking this in his heart, he laughed loudly: "Of course, the wine worth more than 50,000 yuan must be fragrant, and Moutai will become more fragrant with age~"
As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Chen, who was sitting opposite.
Ning Chen had already finished three cups.
There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Such a good wine was spoiled by him!" Lin Yuna sneered.
Chen Zhihao also smiled and said: "Brother Ning, I guess you have never drunk such a good wine in your life, haha..."
"This wine isn't very good!" Ning Chen put down his wine glass and smacked it in his mouth with a look of disgust.
"It doesn't taste good. You did it two taels in one go?" Yang Xiaoxing sneered.
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, so talk back!" Ye Liangping also laughed.
"Brother Dali..." Jiang Tang felt very uncomfortable when she saw Ning Chen being ridiculed by several rich second generations.
"This guy is stupid and doesn't know how to retort." Xu Shuyan thought to herself.
Qiao Jing couldn't listen anymore and was about to speak when Ning Chen suddenly said something shocking——
"Mr. Chen, the more I drink your wine, the more strange it becomes. Are you afraid it's not a fake bar?"
The chopsticks in Chen Zhihao's hand shook, and his pupils shrank obviously, "What did you say?"
"Ning, there is something wrong with you!"
Lin Yuna's face was full of displeasure, "If you don't understand it, you can't understand it. Are you kidding me about fake wine?"
"Peach Blossom Spring Hotel is the most luxurious hotel in Qingzhou, how could it be selling fake wine!" Yang Xiaoxing laughed.
"What a country bumpkin!" Ye Liangping also followed closely and taunted.
Chen Zhihao looked gloomy, thinking that this bumpkin from the countryside is quite powerful. He could actually drink it and tell it was fake wine?
Even Qiao Jing couldn't drink it!
He and Manager Wang exchanged glances, and the latter stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sir, you are so good at joking. The drinks we have here are all fake and you will get ten for one. There is absolutely no problem."
"Yeah?"
Ning Chen glanced at the middle-aged manager coldly, "But this bottle of Moutai, no matter how you drink it, it doesn't look like it has been aged for 40 years. Instead, it looks... like it was recently poured."
"you……"
Manager Wang's eyes were obviously startled, and he was a little nervous, "Sir, you must be drunk, haha."
"Do you think I'm drunk?"
Ning Chen's tone was calm, and his face was not red at all.
"Xiaochen, don't talk nonsense."
At this time, Qiao Jing also spoke and signaled Ning Chen with her eyes, "Taohuayuan has just been selected as a five-star hotel. There is no problem of selling fake wine."
"Neuropathy!"
Lin Yuna, Yang Xiaoxing and Ye Liangping all cast disdainful looks at Ning Chen.
Xu Shuyan also felt that he was a bit embarrassed and said: "Okay, Ning Chen, sit down! How can the Peach Blossom Spring Hotel sell fake wine? Really..."
Only Jiang Tang looked at Ning Chen with a pair of beautiful big eyes.
She remembered that at the Intercontinental Hotel last week, Ning Chen was like this. Against all opinions, he stubbornly said that mushroom soup was poisonous. The test results confirmed what he said.
"Snapped!"
At this moment, Chen Zhihao slammed the table, pointed at Ning Chen and scolded, "Ning, I have good intentions and treat you to dinner regardless of past grudges. Not only do you not appreciate it, you also falsely accuse me of selling fake wine!"
"I'm telling you, if you don't want to eat, get out!"
Angry shouts echoed in the box.
Ning Chen smiled and reached for the bottle of Moutai.
When Manager Wang saw this, he shouted that something was wrong and hurried to grab it.
Since the wine bottle was in his hand, he held it in his hand immediately, and then said with a smile: "Since this gentleman thinks there is something wrong with the wine, then our hotel is also obliged to check it!"
After saying that, he wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, Ning Chen pressed his shoulders and forcibly pulled the bottle out of his arms.
"What are you doing? Give it back to me!"
Manager Wang didn't expect Ning Chen to be so strong, so he secretly reached out to grab it.
