"Grandpa Miao, this is just fake tea sent by a waste, why do you still take it seriously?"
Zheng Meiling quickly stepped forward and said.
Mr. Zhou also came to his senses. The 20 million offered by Miao Zhenyu was a sky-high price to him. He had never seen such a large amount of money.
But the other party was Miao Zhenyu, the head of a second-tier family in Zhoucheng. If he really sold the fake tea to Miao Zhenyu, once his family's younger generations knew the truth, the Zhou family would be doomed.
The most critical point is that he simply does not believe that this tea is real.
"Master Miao, to tell you the truth, this is low-quality tea sent by my granddaughter's husband. Up to now, I have not recognized him. Besides, he is really just a visiting son-in-law. How could he give me the mother tree Dahong worth tens of millions?
robe?"
Mr. Zhou said quickly.
At the same time, Miao Zhenyu threw the tea leaves in the trash can in front of him, and ordered Zheng Meiling beside him: "Meiling, throw this inferior tea leaves into the sewer! Don't let anyone drink it by mistake and get poisoned!"
"Oh, wait!"
Before Miao Zhenyu could recover, Zheng Meiling had already left with the tea leaves.
Miao Zhenyu quickly chased her out, but by the time he chased her out, Zheng Meiling had already thrown all the tea leaves into the sewer.
People from the Zhou family also followed Miao Zhenyu out of the villa.
"Grandpa Miao, I have thrown away the fake tea so that it will not be accidentally consumed!"
Zheng Meiling clapped her hands and said with a smile.
"You, you, you are just a bunch of idiots! That is the real Wuyi Mountain mother tree Dahongpao! Not to mention 20 million, if it is taken to an auction house, it might even fetch a higher price!"
Miao Zhenyu looked distressed and said angrily: "You are such a waste of money! Tea worth tens of millions, just throw it away!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Hey, Lao Miao, what are you doing? Why did you leave?"
Zheng Dehua quickly chased after him.
Miao Zhenyu walked to his Rolls-Royce, suddenly stopped, looked at Zheng Dehua and said: "Old Zheng, for the sake of our many years of friendship, I advise you not to have any contact with the Zhou family anymore.
Such a short-sighted small family cannot hold up the wall!"
"Lao Miao, what do you mean?"
Zheng Dehua's face suddenly turned ugly.
Miao Zhenyu sneered: "Do you think that a young junior who can give away tea worth tens of millions of dollars is really just a door-to-door son-in-law? Zhou family, you are mistaken! Okay, that's it for now. Believe me or not,
You decide for yourself! I’m leaving first!”
After the words fell, Miao Zhenyu got into the car directly.
Watching the Rolls-Royce leave, Zheng Dehua looked confused.
He knows better than anyone what kind of person his old brother is.
Apart from anything else, he is very good at judging people.
He can see more through one small thing.
From what he said, the junior who was driven away by the Zhou family should be a great young man.
"In-laws, what's wrong with the Miao family? Isn't it just a box of fake tea? I was worried that he would get sick from drinking it, so I didn't sell him the fake tea."
Mr. Zhou said with an unhappy look on his face at this time.
He had the feeling that his good intentions were like donkey's liver and lungs. He was obviously doing it for Miao Zhenyu's good, but the other party didn't appreciate it.
Zheng Dehua looked at Mr. Zhou with a complicated face: "My dear, this time, you made a mistake!"
"What's the meaning?"
Mr. Zhou frowned.
"Lao Miao has a very good nose. There is no tea in this world that his nose can't smell. The tea you asked Meiling to throw away just now is the real Dahongpao tree from Wuyi Mountain!"
Zheng Dehua said.
After saying this, he felt that Mr. Zhou was an idiot.