City: Smashed Lamborghini at the beginning

Mr. Wen carefully took the red wine in his hand, for fear that if he accidentally shook his hand, he would spill a little.

In that case, he would have died of distress.

Mr. Wen held the wine glass in both hands and said to Lin Qiu with great admiration:

“The height of Mr. Lin’s realm is really breathtaking and admirable.”

“In the future, Mr. Lin, don’t call me President Wen, in front of a big person like Mr. Lin, what kind of person am I?”

“If Mr. Lin doesn’t dislike it, just call me Old Wen.”

Lin Qiu was also not polite, nodded and said:

“Okay, I’ll call you Lao Wen in the future.”

Seeing Lin Qiu agree, President Wen’s face suddenly blossomed.

He bowed slightly, held the wine glass with both hands and said to Lin Qiu:

“Thank you very much Mr. Lin for your love, I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha for this wine, honoring Mr. Lin.”

Lin Qiu picked up the wine glass with one hand and gently touched the glass with President Wen, and said with a chuckle:

“Also thank you to Old Wen for his hospitality.”

Lin Qiu’s words made Mr. Wen listen more and more comfortably, and his face almost burst into laughter.

“Mr. Lin, you are so polite, this is what we should do, I am also worried that the restaurant will not treat Mr. Lin well!”

“And you can come to this restaurant, it is an honor for everyone in our restaurant, and your arrival makes our restaurant shine!”

After Mr. Wen’s golden horse fart was filmed, Lin Qiu only smiled faintly.

Then Lin Qiu raised the wine glass in his hand to President Wen.

“Let’s toast.”

Hearing this, Mr. Wen’s bright face immediately turned into a look of pain.

Just now, he still remembered the scene when Mr. Lin drank the red wine in the glass in one sip.

That’s called a thrilling blow.

That sip drank at least hundreds of thousands.

Now Mr. Lin said to toast him, which really stumped him.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to drink it all in one gulp.

This wine is so precious that he is reluctant to drink it all at once.

He also wanted to keep it and savor the beauty slowly.

He wanted to be like Mr. Lin, drinking all the red wine in his glass in one go.

But he didn’t have the courage and confidence to drink hundreds of thousands in one gulp like Mr. Lin!

How can a big guy like Mr. Lin be compared to him!

But if you don’t drink the red wine in the glass in one gulp, it is even more inappropriate.

What is Mr. Lin’s identity?

Even their little Song always has to take the initiative to curry favor with the existence.

In front of a big guy like Mr. Lin, he didn’t do it first.

Now that Mr. Lin has finished clinking glasses with him and draining all the wine in the cup, he is still taking small sips and slowly tasting it.

Who is the big guy?

If Xiao Song always knows, you can’t kill him?

When Lin Qiu was about to drink it all with his wine glass, he saw that President Wen was still holding the wine glass and was stunned.

Lin Qiu couldn’t help but ask out loud:

“Old Wen, why don’t you drink it?”

Mr. Wen looked embarrassed, and said with great difficulty:

“Mr. Lin, this wine is so precious, I really don’t have the courage to drink it in one gulp, so don’t toast!”

“Can I take a sip and taste it slowly?”

Lin Qiu smiled when he heard this, and said:

“There’s still here, you can just drink it.”

When Mr. Wen heard this, he quickly waved his hand and refused.

“I don’t dare drink more.”

“Being able to let me taste this top-quality wine is already Mr. Lin’s great gift to me.”

“This glass of wine is enough for me to taste for a long time, and I am already very satisfied and dare not be greedy anymore.”

“Please also ask Mr. Lin’s understanding.”

Lin Qiu nodded.

Old Wen can have a contented heart, which is very good.

Since this was the case, Lin Qiu no longer persuaded him.

“Okay, whatever you want!”

When Mr. Wen heard this, if he was granted amnesty, he immediately smiled a few folds on his face.

He raised his glass with both hands and bowed to Lin Qiu and said:

“Thank you Mr. Lin for your understanding, Mr. Lin, I respect you!”

Lin Qiu raised his glass to President Wen, and then raised his head to drink the red wine in the cup.

This momentum gave Mr. Wen another heartbeat, and he was amazed.

However, he didn’t dare to be like Lin Qiu.

Mr. Wen carefully held the wine glass, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Then he raised his head and closed his eyes, and a very enjoyable expression appeared on his face.

He began to slowly appreciate the wonderful feeling that liquid gold gave him.

Look at him like that, how intoxicated he is.

The other guests in the restaurant looked at Mr. Wen with a look of intoxication, and they were all envious.

Some people who have a soft spot for red wine can’t wait to snatch the glass of red wine from President Wen’s hand.

If you can take that bite yourself, how wonderful it tastes!

However, the people who eat in the restaurant are all people with heads and faces, and they still care about identity and face.

Although they are all very hungry.

But it will not do such a shameful thing.

They could only keep swallowing their saliva.

Like those guests, who was silently swallowing saliva, there was Zhang Jingru, the lobby manager who stood silently on the side.

As the lobby manager of the restaurant, she knew about the storage of Romani Conti in the wine cellar.

She also knew that this bottle of 1945 red wine was Xiao Song’s treasure, and she was usually locked in the safe in the cellar.

The password is only known by Xiao Song, and even Mr. Wen does not know the password of the safe.

When she usually goes to the wine cellar to pick up wine for guests, she just glances past the safe when she passes by.

She knew the value of the wine stored in the safe, so she didn’t want to taste the taste.

Even Xiao Song was reluctant to drink it, but chose to treasure it.

How could she possibly drink it?

Zhang Jingru thought that the bottle of 1945 Romani Conti would continue to be stored in the cellar.

It’s just that I didn’t expect that because of Mr. Lin’s arrival today, Xiao Song was willing to take out this bottle of wine for Mr. Lin to taste.

Watching this bottle of red wine, which had been dusted in the cellar for a long time, being opened in front of him, smelling the intoxicating aroma that filled almost the entire restaurant.

Zhang Jingru wanted to say that she didn’t want to taste the taste of this bottle of red wine, it was impossible.

But she also knew she wasn’t qualified.

The alcohol that can only be drunk by a billionaire is not something that her little lobby manager can drink.

So when watching Mr. Wen taste the wine, she just stood silently on the side.

Don’t dare to have any extravagance.

Lin Qiu didn’t pay too much attention to Zhang Jingru.

Although Zhang Jingru is very beautiful, she is even above Su Yumei in terms of appearance.

But Lin Qiu didn’t care.

At this time, he was looking at Mr. Wen speechless for a while.

Old Wen’s expression made him not know what to say.

Isn’t it just a sip of red wine?

But looking at Old Wen’s appearance, he was stunned and made him drink a feeling that was even more surging than Gao Chao.

As for such an exaggeration?

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