The moment Yu Miaomiao leaned over, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
Chen Shuo held a bottle of wine in his hand and rushed in happily, shouting loudly:
"I got it, I got the wine, Master!"
Fan Tingwei pushed Yu Miaomiao away and said hurriedly:
"Bring it to me quickly!"
Chen Shuo was secretly glad that he came at the right time. If he had been ten seconds later, he might not have seen the scene he could see.
He stepped forward cautiously, avoiding Miaomiao's shameful and angry gaze, and offered the bottle of Immortal Brewing Su Chun Wine.
Fan Tingwei took the wine, looked at the packaging that was similar to the Supreme Su Chun Wine, and said unconvinced:
"This packaging looks ordinary and has no sincerity at all. How can it taste good?"
Having said that, he still unscrewed the bottle cap and poured himself a glass.
The aroma of wine that hit his face refreshed Fan Tingwei, and the look of contempt on his face suddenly disappeared and turned serious.
Under the curious gazes of Chen Shuo and Yu Miaomiao, Fan Tingwei took a sip of the clear and transparent liquid.
The wine passed into his throat, and the refreshing feeling spread from his mouth to his whole body, making him subconsciously close his eyes.
After a while, Fan Tingwei opened his eyes and said sincerely:
"Good wine! I was mistaken!"
After saying that, he poured Chen Shuo a glass and said calmly:
"You should also try it and see how it tastes."
Chen Shuo hurriedly leaned forward to pick up the wine glass and took a careful sip.
Then, he was completely stunned by what he tasted.
Looking at the bland wine in disbelief, Chen Shuo drank a few more sips. It wasn't until he drank the entire glass of wine that he was really sure that the delicious taste he just felt was real.
There really are many, many better wines in the world than Zui Tian Xia!
Holding back the turmoil in his heart, Chen Shuo pretended to be calm and smacked his lips and commented:
"The taste is indeed unique, but in fact it is just like that. Compared with Zui Tianxia, it still has shortcomings."
I thought that my flattery would make Fan Tingwei happy, but unexpectedly, I got a kick from Fan Tingwei.
Fan Tingwei kicked Chen Shuo to the ground, pointed at his nose and cursed:
"What I hate most are flatterers who tell lies with their eyes open! I grew up in a wine vat. Do I know better than you whether this wine tastes good or not?"
"Whether it's aroma or taste, this wine far surpasses my family's drunk world. It's not unfair to lose to it."
Chen Shuo's flattery hit the horse's leg, and he regretted it so much that he could only quickly remedy it:
"Master, please calm down. I am superficial. I will tell the truth from now on and will never play tricks."
Fan Tingwei's face brightened slightly and he hummed:
"How much does a bottle of wine like this cost Zhang Dachuan?"
Chen Shuo replied:
"The opposite side is also running a half-price promotion. A bottle of Xianjiang Suchun wine is sold for 899 yuan. If the original price is restored, it will be as high as 1798 yuan."
Fan Tingwei rarely fell silent.
After a moment, he sighed heavily and sighed with a complicated expression:
"It only sells for 1,798, no wonder it's so popular... Is this Zhang Dachuan really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? This wine can sell for 3,000 or 4,000, no problem."
Chen Shuo and Yu Miaomiao were all shocked when they heard this, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
I didn’t expect Fan Tingwei to rate Xian Niang Su Chun Liquor so highly. So, the sip I just took cost me at least one or two hundred yuan?
Chen Shuo swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but feel a little happy. Yu Miaomiao took this opportunity to pour herself a glass and drank it, and then showed an expression of great enjoyment.
The more Fan Tingwei thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more troublesome the matter became. He quickly got up and put on his coat, picked up the fairy wine Su Chun wine on the table and walked out:
"No, I have to go back. This matter is not trivial. I need to discuss it with my dad."
Chen Shuo and Yu Miaomiao were even more surprised when they heard this.
Is a mere bottle of wine serious enough to alarm that person?
Little did they know that in their eyes, it was just a bottle of wine, but in Fan Tingwei's eyes, it was a time bomb that could destroy his Fan family's business at any time.
Zui Tianxia is the backbone of the Fan family's survival and the basis for their status as a wealthy family. It is precisely because of Zui Tianxia that the Fan family can form a monopoly in Bailong City. If a kind of wine suddenly appears and shakes it, this is absolutely Not allowed.
Zuitianxia Headquarters, office on the top floor.
Two men were playing chess in front of the huge French window.
The eight-meter-high office was quiet except for the crisp sound of Go moves.
At a certain moment, a man in his 60s wearing a moon-white shirt who looked very much like Fan Tingwei raised his head and asked the middle-aged man opposite him who was wearing black training clothes and had hands as thick as cattail fans:
"How is your investigation going on that matter?"
The middle-aged man with a silver tiger tattooed on the back of his neck heard this and was about to answer when the office door was suddenly pushed open.
"Dad, something bad is going on, that..."
Fan Tingwei rushed in with an anxious look on his face. When he saw the middle-aged man in black, he choked back the words that came to his lips.
He looked at the middle-aged man in black with a surprised look on his face:
"Uncle Hu, why are you here?"
Hu Nangui, now the controller of the Silver Tiger Hall in Bailong City, has been a mortal enemy of the "Black Network" Cheng Taisui for many years. He is also the hand that the Fan family controls the underground world of Bailong City.
Although on the surface, Hu Nangui is just the owner of a chain of express hotels, and he usually keeps a low profile and never shows his face, but Fan Tingwei always feels that he is a hidden tiger in the jungle.
Who knows when, it will suddenly jump out and bite someone's neck off.
To show respect, Fan Tingwei always treated him like a nephew.
Seeing Fan Tingwei, a rare smile appeared on Hu Nangui's serious face:
"I also have something to discuss with your dad."
After speaking, he nodded slightly towards Fan Tingwei's father:
"Brother Chengli, let me avoid it first."
Fan Chengli, the current head of the Bailong Fan family, who has been firmly seated as the largest wealthy family in Bailong for many years, first glared at Fan Tingwei angrily, then nodded to Hu Nangui and said:
"You go have some tea first and get some fresh air. We'll finish talking soon."
After Hu Nangui left, Fan Chengli looked at Fan Tingwei and scolded:
"Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to come to my office unless it is an emergency?"
"Have you turned a deaf ear to what I said?"
As he spoke, he looked coldly at the bottle of wine in Fan Tingwei's hand, and his tone became even more unkind:
"Did you drink too much?"
Hearing his father's tone, Fan Tingwei shivered subconsciously, then quickly waved his hand and said:
"Dad, I didn't drink too much."
"This matter is really urgent. It is a major matter related to the survival of my Fan family. I really didn't mean to cause trouble."
With that said, he quickly handed over the Immortal Brewing Su Chun Wine in his hand:
"You try this bar first."
