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Seven hundred and fortieth eight chapters fake wine

The market price of a bottle of Louis XIII is tens of thousands, which is only more than the price of a meal. Although Zhu Feiyang and Tong Debo hit it off, they are both proud and arrogant people, and they are rushing to pay for it. There was an element of grudge in the matter, and Zhu Feiyang curled his lips and said: "The foreign wine is boring, just like drinking water, it has no taste, it is not as good as Red Star Erguotou...".

Duan Zetao was secretly amused. He didn't want the two of them to disagree over such a trivial matter, so he deliberately said: "Louis XIII is great. I've only heard of this wine, but I haven't drunk it yet. I just want to try it today...".

The driver from Tongdebo quickly delivered the wine, which was packaged in a crystal clear handmade crystal bottle. The bottle body was engraved with a baroque-style lily pattern, and the bottle cap and bottle shoulder were also inlaid with 24k pure gold carvings. Very high-end and classy.

A waiter came up, opened the wine bottle, and poured a glass for each of the three of them from a crystal glass. Zhu Feiyang picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Pfft!" and spit it out, shouting: "Damn it, it's fake! My brother-in-law. , your friend gave you this wine, why did you send fake wine to you!...".

Tong Debord's face turned red. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but also frowned. He had drank Louis XIII before when he went abroad. The taste was a bit wrong, and his face became a little confused.

Although Duan Zetao said he had never drank Louis XIII, in fact, among the three, he was probably the best at tasting wine. He was specially trained by Robert when he was in country M, and he tasted all the famous wines from all over the world. , he knew the authenticity of the wine as soon as he took it into his mouth, and could roughly guess the year of brewing, so he took a sip of the wine, frowned, picked up the crystal wine bottle, looked at it, smiled and said, "The bottle is real. , a purely handmade crystal bottle by Balenciaga. This cannot be faked. The wine should have been poured in from behind. No one will know if it is real or fake unless you drink it. This friend of Brother Debord definitely did not intend to give you fake wine. He I was also deceived!...".

Tong Debo was not too embarrassed now and said angrily: "These fake wine counterfeiters are really abominable. They spend tens of thousands of yuan to buy a wine bottle. What a bastard!...".

Zhu Feiyang said proudly: "You can't drink this wine anymore. Who knows what messy things are mixed in it? It's better to get it directly from the hotel. He would never dare to sell fake wine to me!...", as he said Then he waved the waiter over and asked her to bring another bottle of Louis XIII. He also specifically warned: "Don't fool me with fake wine, or I will destroy your hotel!...".

The waiter kept saying he didn't dare. After a while, the hotel foreman personally came in with a bottle of Louis XIII and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhu, our boss personally purchased this wine, there is absolutely no fake!" ..." After saying that, he opened the wine bottle diligently and poured wine for the three of them.

Zhu Feiyang and Tong Debo each took a sip of wine, but neither of them had any abnormality. However, they couldn't hide it from Duan Zetao, an expert. As soon as they drank, they frowned again, "This wine is still fake...".

When Zhu Feiyang heard this, he became angry, smashed the crystal wine glass on the ground and smashed it into pieces. He said angrily to the foreman: "You don't want to open this hotel, right?! You dare to fool me, call your boss!" …”.

The foreman's face turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to tell the difference. He hurriedly went out and called the boss to inform the boss. After a while, a well-dressed and very capable middle-aged man pushed the door in. This man was Hua Chenyang, the owner of the Wangfu Hotel!

As soon as Hua Chenyang entered the door, he bowed his hands and apologized to Zhu Feiyang with a smile on his face: "Oh, Mr. Zhu, what made you so angry?! All the mistakes you made are my fault. In this way, today

All of Young Master Zhu’s expenses will be paid for by me, even if I am making amends to Young Master Zhu!…”.

Zhu Feiyang glanced at Hua Chenyang and sneered: "Boss Hua, am I, Zhu Feiyang, the one who can't afford the bill?! You fooled me with fake wine. If you don't give me an explanation today, your Wangfu Hotel won't do it."

It’s open!…”.

Hua Chenyang's expression changed slightly, and soon his expression returned to normal. To be able to open such a large hotel at the foot of the imperial city, he would be surrounded by dignitaries. Hua Chenyang was by no means an ordinary person. In addition to having strong backers, he also needed

You must have the ability to dance with long sleeves, don’t be angry, and gently dance with yourself

He slapped himself twice on the face, and continued to laugh: "I deserve to die! I deserve to die! It's not easy for me to open such a small shop. It's all in these four-nine cities. I can't see you when you look up, and you can't see the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk's face."

, I also ask Young Master Zhu to be noble and reward me with a bite of food. I will accept any beating or punishment!..."

Zhu Feiyang also knew that Hua Chenyang was also a person with a big background, and humiliating himself in front of him in such a low voice was enough to give him face.

Forget it in normal times, but the two brothers I invited today are not ordinary people. This is my brother Tao, who is the director of the State Food and Drug Administration. If you sell fake wine in front of him, aren't you asking for death?!..."

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Hua Chenyang was shocked. He was also a well-informed person in the capital. He had heard of Duan Zetao's name for a long time. The sale of counterfeit wine in this hotel fell under the jurisdiction of the Food and Drug Administration. It was really hard to close his door.

In a matter of minutes, his attitude became more humble, "Oh, it turns out that Duan Ju is here, so disrespectful!...".

After saying that, he took out a shiny golden card from his pocket, held it in both hands and handed it to Duan Zetao, saying respectfully: "Duan Bureau, this is the supreme VIP card of the store. All purchases are free. It's just a small thing, but it's not allowed.

Respect, and please take good care of Duan Bureau!..."

Zhu Fei raised his eyebrows and was quite surprised in his heart. There were no more than ten people in Sijiu City who held the Supreme Gold Card of the Royal Palace Hotel. Even he had always wanted one and couldn't get it. It seemed like this

Hua Chenyang spent a lot of money trying to curry favor with Duan Zetao today.

Duan Zetao did not accept the gold card. He smiled slightly and said: "Boss Hua, you are too polite. I rarely eat out, so I don't have much use for this gold card. You might as well take it back..."

After a slight pause, he continued: "But I have a question for Boss Hua. Your Wangfu Hotel is considered a very famous hotel in the capital. If you sell fake wine in the hotel, you won't be afraid of damaging yourself.

A signboard?!...".

Hua Chenyang's expression changed again, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Duan Ju, don't tell lies in front of real people. The bottle of Louis XIII you drank just now is indeed fake. I don't want to sell fake wine. Lend me 10,000 yuan."

How dare you, I don’t dare to fool you Duan Jue and Young Master Zhu! In fact, in this capital, you can’t buy a bottle of real Louis XIII at all, and what I have here is already the most authentic!…

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